The Eight Extraordinary Meridians Within Liu Erlong

The human body's meridians are of paramount importance.

Liu Erlong found it completely unimaginable that Mo Li would dare to experiment on himself based solely on some piece of trash ancient text. Was he insane?

Furthermore, he hadn't said a word about it; he clearly hadn't held her in any regard at all.

Thinking of this, Liu Erlong grew even angrier.

After a long while, Liu Erlong let go of Mo Li's wrist in frustration, turned her face to the side, and sat there upright, refusing to speak.

Mo Li felt as if the atmosphere in the room had grown several degrees colder.

He hurriedly stood up and moved behind Liu Erlong, tilting his head to try and catch a glimpse of her expression.

The distance between them was very close; Mo Li could even see Liu Erlong's eyelashes tremble slightly, though her face could still not hide her lingering fury.

Mo Li gave a sheepish laugh and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Erlong, I made you worry again."

Once the words were out, Mo Li felt a bit awkward, but there was no helping it.

Whether it was opening the Eight Meridians or absorbing a spirit ring that exceeded his age limit, if he had the conditions and the ability, he would never choose to give up.

In this world, strength was king. Without strength, how could one speak of dignity? If he wanted to protect himself and those around him, his current strength was far from enough.

Hearing Mo Li speak, Liu Erlong raised her eyes to look into his, her willow-leaf brows arched in anger as she said, "Ancient texts, ancient texts! You trust what's written in them so much—have you ever thought carefully about whether they're true or false? What if something goes wrong?"

"As the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger. I didn't think that much about it. If it could really increase my cultivation speed, I had to try. And look, it was a success, wasn't it?"

Mo Li coughed lightly and explained in a soft voice.

But Liu Erlong was clearly not so easily fooled. She let out a deep sigh, "Whether it's the Whale Glue or this, if I hadn't discovered it, were you planning on keeping it from me forever?"

Liu Erlong's tone was filled with annoyance, yet beneath that layer of anger lay a sense of helplessness and sadness.

"What happened to trusting me?"

"I see now that you were just coaxing me, promising you'd never lie to me again..."

By the end of her sentence, Liu Erlong's tone even carried a hint of resentment.

Mo Li explained helplessly, "Sister Erlong, how could I be coaxing you? I confessed about the Whale Glue to you voluntarily. This really, truly is the last time I'll hide anything from you. If there's ever anything like this again, you can let me suffer an accident—"

"No!"

"Don't you dare talk nonsense!"

Hearing the second half of Mo Li's sentence, Liu Erlong interrupted him in a fit of anger, pulling him toward her and staring at him with her obsidian-bright eyes.

"I know you didn't hide it from me on purpose, but I can't help but worry. I don't need you to tell me everything, because that would be meaningless."

Liu Erlong pressed a finger gently against Mo Li's lips to stop him from speaking, then cupped his face, her tone wistful, "Sometimes I really want to open up your head and see what exactly is hidden inside."

"Let's not do that, Sister Erlong, that would be too terrifying."

With his face cupped in Liu Erlong's hands, Mo Li couldn't even look away, but he couldn't help but laugh at her words.

Seeing Mo Li laugh, Liu Erlong couldn't hold back either; she let out a snort of laughter and released her grip.

"I understand, Sister Erlong. I promise that if there's ever anything like this in the future, I absolutely won't hide it from you, okay?"

"That's more like it." Liu Erlong nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

Having received Mo Li's verbal promise, Liu Erlong's mood eased significantly. She asked, "So, that surprise of yours is helping me open those... Eight Meridians?"

"The Eight Extraordinary Meridians."

"You don't need to tell me again!"

Mo Li suppressed his laughter, "Shall we begin now?"

"Mm, what do I need to do?" Liu Erlong asked, looking up.

Mo Li pointed to the only bed in the room, "Erlong, go rest on the bed first and recover your energy."

"Fine." Hearing that she had to go to the bed, Liu Erlong hesitated for a moment before complying.

Half an hour later, Liu Erlong, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened her eyes and said to Mo Li, "I'm ready. What's the next step?"

"Leave the rest to me."

Mo Li also stepped onto the bed, sat cross-legged behind Liu Erlong, and slowly extended his palms to cover her back.

Strands of black spirit power flowed along Mo Li's arms and slowly injected into Liu Erlong's body, his mental energy released without reservation.

As the spirit power entered Liu Erlong's body through his palms, it caused her body to tremble slightly, and her breathing became somewhat erratic.

To allow someone else's spirit power to enter one's body without reservation—not everyone had the courage to do such a thing.

If this person had ill intentions, even a single strand of spirit power would be enough to cause her great internal damage. But because it was Mo Li behind her, that was enough.

Although Liu Erlong was nervous, it was merely a physical reflex. After a moment of tension, her body slowly relaxed.

She trusted Mo Li, even with her entire heart and soul.

She allowed Mo Li's soul power to roam within her body, though every place it traveled left her with a strange sensation.

This feeling was as shameful as being naked and left at the mercy of another.

Feeling the spiritual pressure surrounding them, Liu Erlong was slightly startled. With her cultivation, she could naturally perceive the intensity of this spiritual power, and it was not weak at all—it actually reached the level of a Spirit King.

At present, there were only she and Mo Li in the room, which meant this spiritual power belonged to Mo Li.

Liu Erlong's heart stirred, but she did not react otherwise; instead, she completely relaxed her body, even suppressing its instinctive defensive reactions.

She had originally thought Mo Li was being too reckless by doing this, but now it seemed she might have misjudged him...

While Liu Erlong's thoughts were in turmoil, Mo Li's mind was highly focused, sensing the distribution of the wisps of soul power he had sent into her body.

When he introspected his own meridians, it was nowhere near as difficult as probing Liu Erlong's body was now.

If introspecting oneself was like looking at a clear map, then searching within Liu Erlong's body was like navigating a maze.

This was also why Mo Li dared not rashly search for the Eight Meridians for Liu Erlong; having soul power enter one's body was no laughing matter, and the slightest error could lead to severe injury.

He absolutely did not want Liu Erlong to suffer any mishaps, nor did he want to pass out from spiritual exhaustion halfway through the process.

On the soft bed, both of them had their eyes slightly closed, and Liu Erlong had dispersed all of her body's defenses.

It would be no exaggeration to say that this was the most vulnerable moment for this Spirit Saint.

Mo Li kept Peering at Heaven and Earth activated to assist him and began his constant search. While the general positions of a person's meridians remained the same, they were not set in stone.

"Sister Erlong, you need to remember the position of this meridian."

"Mm."

Less than half an hour later, Mo Li confirmed the second meridian within Liu Erlong's body; it was much thicker than the ones in his own.

However, this did not necessarily mean it was a good thing. This was a result of her increased age, meaning that if Liu Erlong wanted to open the Eight Meridians, she would clearly have to put in more effort.

But for Liu Erlong, who was a Spirit Saint, this would only cost a bit more time; one could never underestimate the foundation of a Spirit Saint.

Time flowed slowly by.

Whenever a strange heat began to rise in Liu Erlong's heart and body, and an inexplicable fire threatened to ignite, Mo Li would always remind her to note the meridian's position at just the right moment.

This uncomfortable sensation caused Liu Erlong's delicate brows to knit together, making her want to lose her temper.

Yet, thinking of Mo Li behind her, she ultimately forced that restlessness down.