Meng Chen Reached the Battle Practitioner Realm in Three Days, Qing Yanjing Restored Her Spiritual Energy!

"Shopkeeper, two rooms."

At an inn in the southern part of the city, Meng Chen walked up to the counter and spoke to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper glanced at Meng Chen, then saw Qing Yanjing behind him. A flicker of astonishment passed through his eyes.

After lowering his head to flip through the room ledger, the shopkeeper apologized, "Sorry, sir. There is only one superior room left in our inn."

"One room?"

Hearing this, Meng Chen turned to look at Qing Yanjing. She was not so particular about such matters. Her crimson lips parted beneath her veil as she said softly, "One room will do."

At this, Meng Chen nodded to the shopkeeper. "Then give us one superior room for half a month."

"Certainly. A superior room for half a month is six hundred gold coins."

The shopkeeper swiftly accepted the gold coins, handed the room key to Meng Chen, and had a waiter lead them there.

The so-called superior room was not merely a single room, but a small courtyard of around seventy square meters. It had a bedroom, kitchen, and washroom, with all daily necessities provided.

"The surroundings are quite nice."

Meng Chen entered the little courtyard. Its ground was paved with bluestone, the yard had been swept clean, and there was even a well in one corner for guests to draw water from.

Opening the door to the main house, he found the furnishings simple and free of unnecessary decoration. The interior had been divided into three sections.

Tables, chairs, and stools were placed in the middle, forming a main hall. The left and right sides had been converted into two bedrooms, separated by screens. Each contained a nanmu bed with complete bedding, while a wardrobe stood in each corner for storing clothes.

"Senior Qing, we have been traveling for so long. You must be tired. Rest first."

Meng Chen spoke to Qing Yanjing. She gave a slight nod and chose the bedroom on the left, while Meng Chen headed for the one on the right.

After resting for over an hour, Meng Chen rose and stretched. He felt utterly refreshed, all fatigue gone.

"A nap really does make one feel much better. Time to cultivate. Don't disappoint me, Divine King Physique."

Muttering to himself, Meng Chen took the Barbaric Bull Art from his chest.

Following the teachings of the cultivation art, Meng Chen closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. His hands formed an unusual seal before him, his chest rose and fell gently, and each breath formed a perfect cycle.

The world's primordial energy seemed stimulated by his breathing, surging into his nose and mouth.

Like a gluttonous beast, Meng Chen devoured the world's primordial energy without end, showing none of the restraint or caution expected of someone cultivating Dou Qi for the first time.

Divine Blood flowed through his body, purifying the impurities within the world's primordial energy like warm sunlight. The purified energy nourished his bones and flesh, flowed through all four limbs and eight meridians, and finally gathered in his dantian.

Elsewhere, sensing the large-scale disturbance in the world's primordial energy, Qing Yanjing slowly opened her beautiful eyes. Surprise flickered in her violet pupils.

She had once been a half-step Immortal-Grade Heavenly Sovereign and possessed the Eight Divine Veins. Although it was her first time absorbing the world's primordial energy of a lower plane, she was actually absorbing less than Meng Chen!

Moreover, Qing Yanjing sensed an exceptionally sacred aura, leaving her even more astonished.

Driven by curiosity, Qing Yanjing rose and walked to Meng Chen's bedroom.

There, she saw Meng Chen enveloped in incomparably dense world's primordial energy. His body had become crystalline like jade and glimmered with faint golden radiance, making him resemble an otherworldly youthful deity—pure and transcendent as the bright moon.

Feeling the sacred aura emitted by the Divine King Physique, Qing Yanjing's heart trembled slightly, and she was secretly shocked.

This was absolutely not something an ordinary cultivator could display. Such extraordinary traits would be exceptional even in the Great Thousand World.

"Meng Chen... who exactly are you?"

Looking at the handsome youth immersed in cultivation, Qing Yanjing murmured softly. Her beautiful eyes held traces of curiosity and inquiry.

Though she had known him for less than half a day, she could sense a strange familiarity from Meng Chen toward her. Yet this was clearly their first meeting, so why did he seem familiar with her?

Qing Yanjing found it difficult to ask about it.

After all, Meng Chen had saved her life. He was her savior.

"Forget it. Thinking too much will only create needless worries. I should condense spiritual energy first."

Qing Yanjing dismissed the urge to investigate. Her most pressing task was to condense spiritual energy as soon as possible so she could open her Spatial Sacred Artifact.

Her Spatial Sacred Artifact contained quite a few cultivation resources that could help her recover to the Spirit-Grade Heavenly Sovereign realm sooner.

Cultivation knew no passage of time, and in the blink of an eye, the next day had arrived.

Morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window and fell across Meng Chen's face. His eyelids stirred as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Phew—"

Meng Chen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his senses clear and sharp.

A night of cultivation had not exhausted him. Instead, he was brimming with energy, almost addicted to the feeling.

He rolled his neck, producing a series of crisp pops. Raising a hand and lightly clenching it, the immense sense of power filling him made the corners of his lips lift into a faint smile.

Those below the Battle Practitioner realm could not inspect their bodies internally, so Meng Chen could only carefully sense the changes within himself.

According to the Barbaric Bull Art, he should now have reached the fifth stage of Dou Qi.

"Just half a day and one night of cultivation brought me to the fifth stage of Dou Qi. The Divine King Physique truly is extraordinary. At this rate, I should break through to the Battle Practitioner realm in three days at most."

Meng Chen calculated inwardly. If people on the Dou Qi Continent learned that someone could reach the Battle Practitioner realm in three days, they would probably curse their mothers.

The gap between people was even greater than the gap between people and dogs.

Meng Chen got out of bed and stretched his body. Then he looked down at the clothes from Earth he was wearing. He could not keep wearing them.

Without disturbing Qing Yanjing, who was still cultivating, Meng Chen softened his footsteps and left the house.

After asking the waiter where he could find a clothing shop, Meng Chen bought three sets of ready-made clothes, all of which fit him well.

After changing into new clothes, he carefully put away his Earth clothes as a memento of his past.

Over the following days, Meng Chen kept a low profile and spent his time cultivating.

Finally, on the third day, he successfully condensed a Dou Qi vortex and broke through to the Battle Practitioner realm without any difficulty.

"So this is a Dou Qi vortex."

Meng Chen sat cross-legged on the bed and inspected his dantian internally.

Within his dantian, a palm-sized golden vortex slowly revolved. Around its outer edge was a layer of golden energy resembling a nebula, emanating a faint sacred aura.

"I remember that before Xiao Yan cultivated the Flame Mantra, his Dou Qi vortex was milky white. Is mine golden because of the Divine King Physique?"

Meng Chen pondered. Furthermore, he felt that his Divine King Physique seemed rather different from Jiang Taixu's and Ji Haoyue's.

His blood was actually golden like that of a Sacred Physique, shining as brilliantly as gold. It was truly extraordinary.

Could it be because he was a first-generation pureblood?

Then he would need to reassess his Divine King Physique. After all, the difference between a first-generation pureblood Divine King Physique and divine physiques passed down through countless generations was far from minor.

Just as Meng Chen considered whether his Divine King Physique could rival a Sacred Physique, an unusual energy fluctuation distinct from Dou Qi emerged. It was very faint.

Had Meng Chen's soul perception not been so sharp, he would have almost failed to notice it.

Meng Chen abruptly looked toward Qing Yanjing's bedroom, joy appearing on his face.

"Spiritual energy?!"

Just as Meng Chen had expected, after recovering her body, Qing Yanjing had finally condensed a strand of spiritual energy—far sooner than the seven days she had anticipated.

And with spiritual energy, Qing Yanjing could finally open her Spatial Sacred Artifact...