"I'm out of Dharma Power!" Wang Quan replied.
The cultivator who had descended in his true body was... stunned. "Did the First-Turn Outer Elixir break?"
Wang Quan smiled. "No!"
"I've been refining my Yin Spirit lately, working toward a Yang Spirit!"
"So... I used rather a lot of Dharma Power and drew on the First-Turn Outer Elixir to replenish it."
"But don't worry. Once I attain a Yang Spirit, I can make up for the lost progress!"
The true-body cultivator hurriedly shook his head. "No need!"
"Fellow Daoist, your Yang Spirit comes first!"
"The Daoist Scriptures say a Yang Spirit can only tear down houses and break into homes to rob them. That might not sound like much, but it's actually terrifying."
"The houses here refer to the Purple Mansions of the Purple Mansion Realm, and breaking into homes to rob them means storming an enemy's Purple Mansion to plunder it."
"Of course, that requires a Yang Spirit of sufficiently high quality!"
"An ordinary Yang Spirit can't enter someone else's Purple Mansion!"
"Attaining your Yang Spirit is what matters most right now. Polish it slowly and strive for a high-grade Yang Spirit. All we have to do is wait a few more years. We can afford that."
In the true-body cultivator's eyes, a cultivator like Wang Quan, who had mastered the Ten Thousand Scrolls Dao Canon and could decipher the [People-Crossing Scripture], was bound to have money, resources, and connections. With those, he could transform his Yin Spirit into a high-grade Yang Spirit in three to five years at most.
If his standards for his Yang Spirit were not so high, he only needed to carve three thousand Dao Scripts and spend six months to a year to condense a low-grade Yang Spirit.
But he felt that someone like Wang