Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill

For a moment, Ye Qingxuan even thought she had come to the wrong place.

This was the imperial palace, the most luxurious place in the entire Great Yan Dynasty—how could there be such a shabby corner here!

Standing here, Ye Qingxuan even felt something wrong with the circulation of spiritual power within her, as if the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace could dissipate spiritual energy.

But that shouldn't be. A massive spirit-gathering array lay beneath the entire Great Yan Imperial Palace; even if the Eastern Palace couldn't compare to her own residence, the spiritual energy shouldn't be this scarce.

"Someone come!" Ye Qingxuan barked sharply.

After a while, a Momo well past fifty shuffled in tremblingly, kowtowing to Ye Qingxuan. "This old servant greets the Second Princess."

"What's going on with the Eastern Palace?! How will Ye Xuan live here when he moves in?! If word of this gets out, where will the face of our Great Yan Royal Family be?" Ye Qingxuan stared at the Momo with a cold snort.

The Momo shuddered all over and quickly said, "Second Princess, this was ordered by Her Highness. Ever since the Crown Prince... ah, ever since Ye Yu returned, Her Highness dismissed all the guards and maids from the Eastern Palace and cut off its expenses. That's why..."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan frowned, remembering now.

Back when Ye Yu had just returned, Eldest Sister Ye Qingwan, afraid Ye Xuan would be unhappy, had specially called them together to discuss downsizing the Eastern Palace.

She had agreed back then, but she never expected...

Ye Qingxuan swept her gaze across the Eastern Palace. In her memory, this place was no less grand than Imperial Father's bedchamber, but now it wasn't even as good as an ordinary commoner's home.

The Crown Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, living in a place worse than a pigsty—who would believe it if told! And in her memory, it seemed Ye Yu had never complained either.

Shaking her head, Ye Qingxuan cast those thoughts aside and spoke coldly again, "Even if Eldest Sister cut everything off, doesn't he have his own savings? After being Crown Prince for so many years, how could he be reduced to this? It's all just pretending to be pitiful! Disgracing our royal family!"

"Enough, you may go!" Ye Qingxuan waved her hand impatiently at the Momo.

The Momo, as if granted amnesty, fled without looking back.

Seeing the Momo leave, Ye Qingxuan swept her jade arm, and spiritual power carried a breeze that instantly cleaned the entire Eastern Palace. Then she carefully searched for evidence that Ye Yu was colluding with the Devil Race.

But in this bare, exposed place, Ye Qingxuan found nothing. "This waste, he hides deep!"

Ye Qingxuan's face darkened. Just as she was about to leave, she looked up and saw a jade stone above the Eastern Palace's main gate flickering with faint spiritual light.

"A Memory Stone?!" Ye Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise, remembering that every bedchamber had a Memory Stone, convenient for each Imperial Prince and Princess to record their cultivation process and aid their training.

Immediately, the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth curled up. She lightly beckoned with her hand, and the Memory Stone peeled off on its own, floating before her. "Now let's see how you talk your way out of this!"

Ye Qingxuan sneered. She was almost certain that this Memory Stone contained evidence of Ye Yu's dealings with the Devil Race. Without further hesitation, she calmed her mind and probed her spiritual power into the Memory Stone, ready to view past images.

But just then, the Sound Transmission Jade Token at her waist rang, and Ye Qingwan's voice came through.

"Second Sister, come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Imperial Father has sent word back."

Ye Qingxuan frowned at this, put away the Memory Stone, and headed for the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At that moment in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ye Qingwan was chatting cheerfully with Ye Xuan. Seeing Ye Qingxuan arrive, Ye Qingwan said, "Second Sister, Imperial Father sent word. This trip to Yunzhou for the Hundred Dynasties Tournament let him see many prodigies. Some Imperial Princes from other dynasties, around Xiao Xuan's age, have already touched mid Golden Core."

"To stand out in the War of a Hundred Dynasties and win more resources for Great Yan, we need to accelerate Xiao Xuan's training. After all, he's still only at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage."

"Also, Imperial Father wants us to recruit as many talented cultivators as possible. What are your thoughts?"

On the other side, Ye Yu had found a secluded cave. After regulating his breath for a while, he continued channeling spiritual power into the Small Cauldron.

After a long time, the Small Cauldron trembled, and its lid lifted at that moment.

Ye Yu looked at the Starry Sea within the Small Cauldron. Even though he had seen it many times, he couldn't help but marvel.

And he grew even more curious about the Small Cauldron's origins.

The next moment, a shooting star seemed to streak across the Starry Sea inside the cauldron, then rushed straight toward the opening. Ye Yu pushed his spiritual power to its limit and, the instant the meteor burst out, grabbed it firmly.

After spitting out its contents, the Small Cauldron dimmed again, and the lid sealed shut tightly.

Ye Yu was used to this. The Small Cauldron could only be opened once a day; no matter how much spiritual power you poured in, it was useless.

Then Ye Yu slowly opened his palm. The light gradually faded, and the entire cave was filled with a rich fragrance of medicinal pills. A golden pill the size of a dragon's eye lay quietly in Ye Yu's hand.

"A Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill?!" Recognizing the pill in his hand, Ye Yu drew in a sharp breath.

The Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill was a peak seventh-grade pill, capable of aiding one in forming an infant soul. Countless geniuses had been blocked by the threshold of Nascent Soul, stuck their whole lives at the Golden Core Stage.

This was because forming an infant soul required not just pure cultivation, but also opportunity and luck.

And the Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill could increase a cultivator's chance of forming an infant soul by more than half, and it also had the effect of stimulating the body's potential.

Legend had it that a cultivator with a low-grade spiritual root, after a fortunate encounter where he consumed a Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill, had his spiritual root quality jump three levels straight to Heaven grade, increasing his cultivation speed by dozens of times.

With that thought, Ye Yu didn't hesitate and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Before losing his spiritual root, Ye Yu had already cultivated to Nascent Soul, but the infant soul he had condensed was a Blood Infant.

Although the Blood Infant's combat power was considerably stronger than an ordinary Nascent Soul, it could never step into Spirit Transformation. Back in the Nine Nether Blood Spring, Ye Yu had had no other choice.

Now, with a chance to start over, Ye Yu naturally wanted to do it again, abandoning the Blood Infant method and striving for a higher-grade Nascent Soul.

As the pill entered his stomach, Ye Yu felt a surge of pure spiritual power rushing through his limbs and bones. Unlike absorbing natural spiritual energy, the spiritual power in the Bodhi Infant Transformation Pill contained traces of Dao charm.

Though this Dao charm was extremely faint—almost nonexistent—it was still a tremendous opportunity.

The next moment, Ye Yu felt completely clear, his mind becoming incomparably lucid, as if he were sitting beneath a Bodhi tree. The Dao of heaven and earth became crystal clear at that moment.

Ye Yu sat quietly in the midst of the Dao, carefully pursuing that elusive feeling.

But immersed in his epiphany, Ye Yu didn't notice that a massive silhouette was slowly rising behind him.