Half a day later.
The heavy Mansion Gate opened again.
Amid uneven footsteps, a beautiful white-clad figure staggered slowly out of the imposing cave residence, leaning on the stone wall for support.
It was Zhou Yan.
Her face was terribly pale, and the cold, sword-sharp aura she normally possessed had vanished entirely.
In its place was a weakness that made her seem utterly drained.
She braced herself against a stone pillar outside the residence, her legs trembling faintly.
Recalling everything that had happened in the secluded chamber, she could not help feeling a tangle of emotions.
What... exactly was that fellow's body cultivation technique?
Zhou Yan bit her lip, grumbling inwardly.
As someone with a [Pure Yin Dao Body], the Supreme Yin Essence she had accumulated over tens of thousands of years was an extraordinarily rare source of nourishment.
She had thought that even old monsters who had spent years in the [Spirit Nurturing Realm] would have to proceed with utmost caution to refine and absorb it all.
They might even need decades or centuries of secluded cultivation to regulate their bodies, lest they be too weak to withstand such potent nourishment.
But Ye Li?
Throughout the entire transfer, his body had been like a bottomless black hole!
The ocean of Supreme Yin Essence had barely entered him before that terrifying Qi-Blood Furnace devoured and refined it instantly!
Even after they finished, the young man straightened his clothes, sensed the increase in his cultivation, and looked at her in astonishment before asking:
"That's it?"
At that moment, Zhou Yan felt her dignity as the Senior Disciple Sister of the Heavenly Origin Ninth Heaven Pavilion shatter into pieces.
"So I'm only average too..."
At that thought, Zhou Yan murmured softly.
Her sense of defeat deepened.
She had been quite confident in