Who knew how much time had passed? The medicinal effects inside Fei Luo could no longer advance even a fraction. The pill had brought the effects of marrow cleansing to their utmost limit.
Human-grade fifth rank!
Five supreme-grade Marrow Cleansing Pills had raised Fei Luo's spiritual root from mortal-grade second rank to human-grade fifth rank.
Spiritual roots were ranked from first, the lowest, to ninth, the highest.
A human-grade fifth-rank root was an excellent foundation, even by today's standards.
With Ten Thousandfold Amplification, human-grade fifth rank was equivalent to earth-grade fifth rank, coming close to heaven-grade.
Whoosh!
Fei Luo opened his eyes, a powerful aura faintly coursing around him.
Boom!
With a thought, the black scabs clinging to his skin abruptly crumbled into dust.
"So this is the Foundation Establishment Realm?" Fei Luo clenched his fist and sensed the surging magical power within him, his heart filling with delight.
At the Foundation Establishment Realm, one's qi sea was developed to its utmost limit, transforming spiritual energy from a gaseous state into a liquid one. The primordial spirit grew more stable, allowing one to perform all sorts of Daoist arts. It was at least a hundred times stronger than the Qi Refining Realm!
Glancing out the window, Fei Luo was surprised. "I didn't realize it was already dark. It's nine o'clock."
He had entered seclusion at noon, and eight whole hours had passed.
And in those eight hours, Fei Luo had leaped from the third level of the Qi Refining Realm to the early stage of Foundation Establishment?
If word got out, it would scare the living daylights out of countless people.
And Fei Luo was only twenty-one years old!
"With Ten Thousandfold Amplification, I've reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the Qi Guiding Art Uncle Nine taught me has reached mastery. But I haven't even entered the first heaven of the Great Freedom Primordial Dao Scripture?" Fei Luo checked his condition once more, his expression turning strange.
The Great Freedom Primordial Dao Scripture had nine heavens in total.
Yet here he was, a bona fide Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he hadn't even entered the first heaven?
"I'm still short on Daoist arts. Uncle Nine knows plenty of demon-subduing arts, so I'll ask him for guidance tomorrow." Fei Luo stood up and glanced at the mirror, then jumped in fright.
"Holy crap! Is that me?"
In the mirror, Fei Luo still had the same features as before, but his skin had become more crystalline. It was no exaggeration to say that his skin was now more refined than an ordinary woman's.
With his neat buzz cut and cool demeanor, he was absolutely a handsome young man through and through.
Of course, he had a distinctive kind of handsomeness. He wasn't some girly pretty boy.
Fei Luo's appearance and bearing had changed tremendously as he underwent marrow cleansing and drew qi into his body.
In Daoist cultivation, improving one's realm meant transforming one's genes. Fei Luo had no idea about that.
"Am I really this handsome?" Fei Luo rubbed his nose and said, a little embarrassed.
"Never mind. I'll take a walk around town and grab a late-night snack."
Fei Luo cast aside his distracting thoughts and put on a clean cloth shirt, making him look even more like an elegant young master from a wealthy family.
"Wontons for sale!"
At the end of the street stood a wonton stall. Fei Luo walked over with a smile.
"Isn't this Young Master Fei Luo? Would you like a bowl of wontons?" The stall owner was a man in his forties. As soon as he saw Fei Luo, he greeted him with a smile.
Fei Luo was young and wealthy, and famous for his mild temper. People for miles around all liked the young master.
"Old Zhang, I'll have a bowl. Extra vinegar." Fei Luo made himself at home and sat at a small table.
"Coming right up!"
The owner hummed a little tune as he got to work.
"Hm?" Suddenly, Fei Luo sensed something unusual.
As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how keen were Fei Luo's senses?
After his marrow had been cleansed, his senses were sharper than those of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"Heavenly Venerable Dharma Eye!"
With a thought, golden light gathered in Fei Luo's eyes. He looked toward the northwest.
Whoosh!
The layers of space drew closer, and Fei Luo saw a village: Li Family Village, outside Ren Family Town.
In the unseen depths, Fei Luo saw a blood-red aura drifting above the village.
"Yin energy weighs down the northwest; an evil creature must be at work." A golden gleam flashed in Fei Luo's eyes, but no one nearby noticed anything unusual.
"Boss, I'll leave the money here. I'll come back for the wontons later."
Fei Luo stood up, tossed down a dozen or so copper coins, and headed northwest.
"Hey, Young Master Fei Luo, you gave me too much!" Old Zhang called after him in a hurry.
"Keep the change."
Fei Luo's powerful voice rang out on the wind as he dashed away and vanished into the night.
In the past, if Fei Luo had run into something like this, he would certainly have called Uncle Nine.
But now that he had reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, he feared no evil spirit of this caliber.
Once he was out of town, he channeled the mighty magical power of the Foundation Establishment Realm into his feet, and his speed surged once more.
Without a suitable supernatural art, Fei Luo had no choice but to rely on this clumsy method.
Li Family Village lay outside Ren Family Town and was under its jurisdiction. It sat by the water, and most of its villagers made their living by farming.
That night.
A red figure drifted into view. It was a woman, her long legs faintly visible beneath her red gauze skirt, her figure graceful and voluptuous.
"Hehehe..."
Several dogs barked wildly in the night sky above Li Family Village.
A household had just put out its lights and was preparing to sleep. The woman seemed to catch the scent of pure, potent yang energy. With a light laugh, she stepped into the courtyard.
Inside the house, the woman in red drifted into view.
"Am I beautiful?"
Li Zheng was a villager of Li Family Village. He stared in terror at the ravishing woman before him, his upper and lower teeth chattering nonstop.
A ghost—
This was a ghost—
Li Zheng was twenty-eight years old, a burly man famous throughout the village, and still unmarried.
The woman before him was breathtakingly beautiful. Every glimpse of her faintly visible figure drew his gaze.
But the bone-deep chill told Li Zheng that she was a ghost!
Her feet didn't touch the ground, and she was as light as a goose feather. Her slender bare feet were spotless. If not for the bone-deep chill, Li Zheng would truly have thought a fairy had descended from heaven.
"Husband, are you really so afraid of me?"
Seeing Li Zheng like this, the Red-Clad Female Ghost extended her slender jade hand and lifted her gauzy skirt. Her red lips moved, releasing a fragrant breath that filled the room.
"Gulp." Li Zheng swallowed, his gaze gradually growing dull. "Beautiful. So beautiful."
As he spoke, Li Zheng rose like a puppet and mechanically walked toward the Red-Clad Female Ghost.
"Come on, let's have some fun!"
The Red-Clad Female Ghost beckoned gently with her slender jade hand, drawing Li Zheng forward as if she were hooking his soul.
"As expected, he's still a virgin. If I drain him dry, I might be able to advance further and become a Ghost King." The woman in red stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her red lips, greed filling her eyes.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Drool ran from Li Zheng's mouth, a tent pitching beneath his clothes. His eyes were vacant as he edged toward the Red-Clad Female Ghost.
"That's it. Just like that. I'll make you feel good."
The Red-Clad Female Ghost swept her sleeve, and the red gauze suddenly wrapped around Li Zheng. She leaned down and pressed her tempting red lips to his. Wisps of dark energy visibly streamed from Li Zheng's seven orifices and flowed into the Red-Clad Female Ghost's mouth.
"Hsss..."
The Red-Clad Female Ghost looked intoxicated. She was about to quicken her breathing. She knew there was an expert at the Justice Manor nearby, and she shouldn't linger here.
"You audacious fiend! Let that man go—and come at me!"
Just then, a thunderous shout rang out and echoed from outside the house.
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