"System, awesome."
Ling Yi was overjoyed. Without stopping, he delivered a knee strike to Zhao Hu's abdomen. Zhao Hu groaned and dropped the stick.
Within ten breaths, all three wicked servants lay flat on their backs.
Ling Yi stood in the center of the room, panting, and looked down at his fist.
[Ding! Imitation Degree has reached 15%!]
[Currently available reward: Sun Bao's Stone-Shattering Fist Proficiency (Perfectly Fusion )]
Ling Yi felt as if a new memory had appeared in his mind, detailing the various techniques and skills of the Stone-Shattering Fist, as if he had practiced it for three years with the same proficiency.
"Wait, what am I Imitation? How did it suddenly increase so much?"
"Forget it, we'll look into the system later!"
He crouched down and took out a few Low-Grade Spirit Stone and a few taels of silver from Zhao Hu's arms.
"Sorry, it's confiscated."
Then he pulled a thin booklet from Sun Bao's body, titled " The Lin Clan Basic Breathing Technique ".
"Oh, a cultivation technique?" Ling Yi's eyes lit up. "This is a good thing."
He opened it and glanced at it, then looked at the system panel.
[Consume Imitation Points to Copy the target's technique?]
Imitation Points?
Ling Yi opened the system panel and took a look.
Imitation Points: 15.
Does a 1% Imitation Degree guarantee 1 Imitation Points?
Now it seems that way.
" Copy."
[Consumed 10 Imitation Points, successfully Copy the complete version of " Lin Clan Basic Breathing Technique "]
[Ding! Current Imitation Degree is 20%!]
Ling Yi sat cross-legged and began breathing exercises according to the circulation route of the cultivation technique.
The Spiritual Qi slowly flowed into his body, and the bottleneck of the First Layer of Qi Refining actually began to loosen.
"Goodness, the difference in cultivation speed between having a cultivation technique and not having one is truly remarkable."
In just a short while, signs of a breakthrough appeared.
Qi Refining Second Layer, reached.
Ling Yi opened his eyes, looked at the three unconscious servants on the ground, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Having a cultivation technique and not having one make a significant difference."
Ling Yi had already reached the Late Qi Refining First Layer, and now that he had the cultivation technique, breaking through seemed like a natural progression.
" Wong Fu, right? Wait here."
After ransacking the three men again, they casually threw Sun Bao and his companions out the door.
The next morning, Ling Yi changed into a clean set of clothes, which he had taken from Sun Bao. The clothes were a bit too big, but they were still wearable.
As for Sun Bao and his two companions, they had long since disappeared.
How to deal with the three's retaliation is a matter for later.
If he doesn't make a move, is he just waiting for Sun Bao and his two companions to kill him?
He left the thatched hut and strolled around the Lin Clan, pondering his next plan.
The system is bound to Sun Bao, but the Imitation Degree is only 20%.
Moreover, Sun Bao himself didn't have much to Copy; First Layer of Qi Refining, Low-Grade Water Spiritual Root, and his cultivation technique was the most basic one from the Lin Clan.
"I need to find a really tough target to bond with," Ling Yi muttered.
He walked out of the servants' courtyard and headed towards the Lin Clan's backyard. Today was his turn to clean the study.
As they passed by another servant's backyard, they saw a small, thin figure crouching in the corner.
A jumble of random herbs was laid out in front of the other person.
She was a girl who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in the gray cloth clothes of a menial disciple.
With disheveled hair, she was carefully crushing a type of red cesium berry and mixing it with some kind of herbal medicine.
[Ding! Probe target detected.]
" Probe."
[Target: Bai Ling ]
[Surface cultivation level: Qi Refining, Third Level (disguise)]
[Actual cultivation level: Early Nascent Soul Stage (suppressed by the Tianyuan Mirror ), some memories missing!]
[ Spiritual Root: Supreme Pin Mutated Fire Spiritual Root (disguised as Low-Grade Earth Spiritual Root by the Tianyuan Mirror )]
[Identity: Ninth Princess of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty (disguised as a servant to seek refuge)]
[Current Status: Developing an improved version of the Fire Cloud Pill formula, attempting to enhance the pill's quality]
Ling Yi: "..."
Holy crap, Nascent Soul?
He rubbed his eyes and looked at the panel again.
Early Nascent Soul Stage, Supreme Pin Mutated Fire Spiritual Root, the ninth princess of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty.
"This is a hidden boss!"
Ling Yi swallowed hard. Wasn't this a target for binding him delivered right to his doorstep?
If you can bind yourself to her and Imitation her, there are so many things you can Copy.
Supreme Pin Mutated Fire Spiritual Root, Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, top-tier cultivation technique...
The problem is, the opponent is Nascent Soul cultivator, and he's just a Qi Refining Second Layer. How can he possibly get close?
Ling Yi stared at the pile of herbs in front of Bai Ling, and suddenly noticed the red cesium berry she was fiddling with.
" Fire Spirit Fruit, isn't that used to refine fire- Attribute Pill?"
The original owner had relevant knowledge in their memories.
Well, to be fair, the original owner wasn't entirely useless.
Aside from his relatively weak Spiritual Root, he is actually excellent in all other aspects.
His memory is exceptional.
He has Photographic Memory for everything he has seen.
This knowledge about medicinal herbs was something the original owner had casually picked up from a book on herbal medicine in the study, read it once, and memorized it.
"If you crush the Fire Spirit Fruit and mix it directly with the medicinal herbs, won't most of its medicinal properties be lost?"
He hesitated for a moment, but still went over.
Bai Ling suddenly looked up, her large eyes fixed on him warily. "Who are you!"
The voice was crisp and clear, tinged with a hint of wariness.
Ling Yi raised his hands. "Ahem, don't be nervous."
"I was just passing by and saw you processing Fire Spirit Fruit, so I came over out of curiosity!"
Bai Ling hid the herbal medicine behind her back. "You've mistaken me for someone else."
Fire Spirit Fruit is not cheap, nor is it something that ordinary servants can easily obtain.
Bai Ling was wary for this very reason.
I was so focused that I didn't even notice someone approaching.
Ling Yi laughed, "If you crush the Fire Spirit Fruit directly, more than 30% of its fire-attribute Spiritual Qi will dissipate. If you refine pills like this, the medicinal effect will be at most half of what it should be."
Bai Ling was stunned.
How did you know?
"I've seen related books by chance before," Ling Yi explained casually.
Bai Ling looked at him suspiciously for a long time, then looked down at the pile of ruined herbs in front of her, her expression somewhat helpless.
He muttered, "Of course I knew it would be lost!"
Ling Yi picked up a Fire Spirit Fruit from the ground and weighed it in his hand. "Do you have any royal bee honey?"
"Royal wasp honey?" Bai Ling tilted her head. "What do you need that for?"
"Boil the Fire Spirit Fruit and royal jelly honey together; the honey's viscosity can lock in the fire elemental Spiritual Qi, reducing the loss rate to less than 10%."
These methods were all present in the original owner's memories.
The original owner read a lot of books, and a wide variety of them.
Because Photographic Memory, I can read very quickly.
Therefore, under the guise of cleaning the study, the original owner read almost all the books on display in the study.
But it was never discovered.
If the original owner hadn't died, even if he couldn't embark on the path of cultivation in the future, he could still have become a scholar.
Or perhaps he can find a cultivation method suitable for him from these miscellaneous books.
Unfortunately, the original owner was stubborn, inflexible, and lacked tact.
He died at the hands of three wicked servants.
Bai Ling asked, half-believing, "Really?"
That sounds reasonable.
"I read that in a book too. Why don't I try it and see?"
Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, then reached into her bosom. When she opened her small hand, she found a small ceramic jar in it.
Ling Yi's lips twitched as he looked at it. Damn it, where did she hide this pottery jar before?
This little girl definitely has storage equipment on her.
Ling Yi took the jar, picked out a few auxiliary ingredients from Bai Ling's pile of herbs, found a clean Shitou to use as a stove, and started a fire with a flint.
Wait for the honey to heat up.
Ling Yi threw the Fire Spirit Fruit in and continued to simmer it over Little Huo.
Ling Yi stirred the mixture while muttering, "The heat can't be too high, or it will burn; too low, and the medicinal properties won't be fully realized..."
Bai Ling squatted down beside her, staring intently.
A dozen minutes later, a rich, sweet fragrance mixed with the Aura of fire wafted out.
The Fire Spirit Fruit, coated in honey, transformed into a translucent, dark red jam-like substance.
Bai Ling leaned closer and smelled it, her eyes lighting up. "It smells so good!"
Ling Yi wrapped one in a clean leaf and handed it to her. "Try it."
Bai Ling carefully licked it.
Then her eyes widened.
"So sweet! Delicious, and the medicinal effects are completely preserved."
She quickly ate all the honey-flavored Fire Spirit Fruit off the leaves, then stared longingly at the pot on the Shitou.
He couldn't help but lick his lips.
Ling Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. A little foodie? That makes things easier.
Ling Yi laughed, "They're all yours."
[Ding! Bai Ling's Affection +10!]
[Bind target?]
Is that all? The Cheng Yuan simpler than I imagined.
"Bind!"
[Binding successful! Current Imitation Degree: 0%]
Ling Yi watched Bai Ling wolf down the Fire Spirit Fruit.
He couldn't help but grin.
"My name is Ling Yi. What's your name?"
" Bai Ling."
The little girl, her mouth stuffed with Fire Spirit Fruit, replied indistinctly.
Ling Yi shook his head. "What a pity!"
Bai Ling looked up at him, her lips still smeared with red jam, her expression rather Mengmeng.
"What's a pity?"
"It's a pity the equipment isn't good enough. The stone pot heats up too slowly and the temperature isn't high enough. If it were an iron pot, the taste would be even better. We could also use Fire Spirit Fruit and Wangfeng honey to make jam, jelly, and candied hawthorn."
Bai Ling swallowed hard.
"Jam, jelly? Are they tasty?"
"Naturally, the current approach is too crude."
[Ding! Imitation Degree +2%!]
Ling Yi frowned. What was he Imitation?
How did this Imitation Degree increase?