The Kun Void Cauldron suddenly began to shake violently, the patterns on its surface pulsing like fish scales.
Chaotic and hazy!
The great cauldron tolled!
The greatest sound was nearly silent, silent and formless.
Ripples like those on water spread through the void. Ancient, chaotic currents swirled around the entire cauldron, while endless Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, and mysterious seal-script characters intertwined, forming one profound and unfathomable image after another.
In the end, they turned into text!
[Acquisition successful. Please take note, Cauldron Master.] [Claimed!]
"Clang!"
The great cauldron trembled!
Yu Ke watched expectantly as two threads of dazzling aura emerged from the cauldron, slowly flowing into his body.
"Mediating Mother Qi?"
"There are actually two strands!"
Yu Ke was shocked and delighted. This had come out of nowhere.
Could killing the emperor truly bring such fortune?
The last strand of Mediating Mother Qi had healed his acupoints. With two strands this time, perhaps they could restore his meridians.
Acupoints + meridians = cultivation possible!
I'm going to cultivate immortality.
As the two strands of Mediating Mother Qi gradually merged into his body—
The instant they made contact!
They transformed into two currents of heat, flowing through his entire body like gentle streams, leaving him warm all over.
Like drinking crushed ice in the height of summer, or soaking in a hot spring during winter.
The same familiar feeling, the same familiar recipe.
A wave of drowsiness swept over Yu Ke, and his consciousness grew hazy.
An incomparably comfortable sensation spread through his body, as though a pair of meticulous hands were slowly kneading every inch of him.
Yu Ke seemed to recall a certain place from his previous life.
"What number are you again? Number eighty-eight."
He could no longer hold on and plunged headfirst onto the bed.
The next day.
The four blazing suns in the sky rose as usual.
Yu Ke rubbed his eyes and slowly woke from the bed.
First things first!
Filled with excitement and anticipation, Yu Ke sat upright, closed his eyes, and began examining his body from within.
He gathered his focus and looked inward.
He sent his consciousness into every corner of his body, carefully inspecting his meridians, acupoints, and elixir fields.
As he stared, the scene within his body gradually became clear.
The human body possessed seven hundred and twenty major acupoints distributed across the Conception and Governing Meridians and the twelve primary meridians.
There were roughly fifty-two single acupoints throughout the body, three hundred and nine paired acupoints, and fifty extraordinary acupoints outside the meridians, totaling seven hundred and twenty acupoints.
Yet people in this world possessed one more acupoint within the Mud Pellet Palace.
"The Divine Heaven Point!"
It would only reveal itself after Foundation Establishment. Once this acupoint opened, one's ears would become keen and one's eyes sharp. It was the most important acupoint for cultivators.
It was the foremost of the seven hundred and twenty acupoints.
Now, in Yu Ke's eyes, all seven hundred and twenty major acupoints gleamed with crystalline jade light, like treasure mountains nourished by spiritual energy.
Yu Ke was quite satisfied.
However!
When Yu Ke shifted his consciousness to his meridians, the sight he saw—
Yu Ke's face darkened.
"It's still the same old mess!"
Meridians that should have been smooth and unobstructed, brimming with vitality, were now dim and lifeless. Some places even showed signs of fractures and blockages.
Those fractures and blockages severely impeded the flow of spiritual energy, filling Yu Ke with an indescribable sense of heaviness.
His meridians remained shattered. Quite a few tiny blood clots clogged them like thromboses from his previous life; once they blocked the way, the consequences would be unthinkable.
What worried him even more was that some meridians had even "changed course."
Although these altered routes would not have much impact on his body for the moment, if this continued, he might become crippled at best—or drop dead without warning at worst.
Thinking of this, Yu Ke could not help feeling a lingering fear.
The reason he had not dared circulate his cultivation these past few days was precisely because he feared that those fractured and blocked meridians would worsen further.
Most importantly!
With his meridians blocked, he could not cultivate.
If this went on for too long, he might even lose the ability to cultivate forever.
That was the most terrifying part!
Yu Ke was puzzled again.
"No, where did my Mediating Mother Qi go?"
At that moment!
Two warm currents suddenly arose within his Lower Elixir Field, swimming like two lively little fish made of shimmering waves.
They radiated warm, gentle energy.
One current was like a silver stream. It followed the Middle Yellow Court and the Golden Palace, then surged upward, passing through the Yellow Court barrier and advancing without end. (Following the acupoints along the spine.)
Every impact it made seemed to trigger a faint tremor within Yu Ke's body, bringing threads of vitality.
The other warm current was like a golden thread. It traveled through numerous acupoints—the perineum, tailbone, central pivot, Origin Pass, Hundred Convergences, Gate of Life, Sea of Qi, central pivot, Divine Path, Chest Center, and more—before likewise gathering upward and rushing toward the Upper Elixir Field.
Its path was more winding, yet it was indeed the most vital route for breaking through the body's barriers.
Where these two warm currents passed, six meridians—including the Hand Greater Yin Lung Meridian, Foot Greater Yin Spleen Meridian, and Hand Lesser Yin Heart Meridian—began to open one by one.
The once-dull meridians gradually regained their vitality under the nourishment of the warm currents, becoming bright once more.
Yu Ke sensed the changes within his body, and his gaze instantly turned blazing hot.
These two warm currents were precisely the Mediating Mother Qi he had acquired before!
As the Mediating Mother Qi flowed, strands of blood-red velvety matter were swallowed by the "spirit fish" or expelled through his pores.
That blood-red velvety matter was the stagnant blood and waste accumulated within Yu Ke's body.
Under the effects of the Mediating Mother Qi—
The blood clots in Yu Ke's body were washed away one by one, while the broken portions of his meridians were quietly repaired.
Deep within his elixir fields, spiritual energy gushed forth like a spring, beginning an endless cycle through the meridians carefully opened by the two spirit fish.
As spiritual energy continued to grow, Yu Ke's meridians gradually became crystal-clear, as though they had undergone a cleansing.
Yet within that purity came an unbearable scorching heat.
His face flushed red as fire, sweat cascading down like a waterfall and soaking his hair, while beads of sweat as large as beans covered his forehead.
Yu Ke removed his shirt, revealing the sturdy, powerful physique forged through years of cultivation.
But even so!
He still felt waves of heat rolling over him. His skin seemed to be inside a blazing furnace, flushed so red that it nearly dripped blood.
Spiritual energy surged endlessly through his meridians. Yu Ke's body seemed to have become an inflated balloon, yet he could not release that excess spiritual energy, leaving him in agony.
Yu Ke grew frantic. He feared that if this continued, his entire body would explode from being unable to bear it, turning into a heap of mangled flesh.
"What do I do!"
He desperately recalled the cultivation knowledge of the body's former owner.
"Drawing qi into the body is this world's method of cultivation."
"What was the Divine Firmament Sect's cultivation technique?"
Yu Ke hurriedly searched his memories.
"Essential Guide to Tending the Field!"
Though its name sounded somewhat rustic, and at first hearing one might think it concerned farming and animal husbandry—
It was the foundation of the Divine Firmament Sect. Only disciples who had joined the sect and sworn an oath in the Patriarch Hall were qualified to cultivate it.
The Divine Firmament Sect had weathered wind and rain without decline for ten thousand years, and this immortal scripture had likewise been passed down for countless ages.
It was not merely the symbol of the Divine Firmament Sect, but an immortal tome universally recognized throughout the cultivation world. Even inner sect disciples used it as the foundation of their cultivation.
The name of this treasured tome had been personally bestowed by the founding patriarch of the Divine Firmament Sect, and it had never changed through the ages.
Upon opening its first page, one would see two verses:
"My own field is where my roots are planted."
"Spiritual seedlings may be nurtured there to live ten thousand years."
These two verses embodied the patriarch's unique understanding of the path of cultivation. He believed cultivation was much like farming.
The human body itself was arable land; there was no need to seek elsewhere.
The fields within the body could nurture life and grant immortality.
The source of nurturing life was the path to eternal life.
Now let me teach everyone how to cultivate, haha.
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