As the medicinal power of the Mystic Spirit Nourishing Rhyme Pill completely dissolved in Xiao Yan's body.
He could clearly feel the powerful medicinal force continuously penetrating into his parched and damaged meridians.
The medicinal power was warm and gentle, and wherever it passed, the burning pain left by forcibly consuming multiple pills was gradually dissipating.
The feeling was incredibly wonderful, like a parched, cracked riverbed finally receiving a thorough rain.
Every crack greedily absorbed this hard-won nourishment.
The vital energy contained within the medicine slowly spread along the meridians.
Xiao Yan dared not be negligent in the slightest, and mobilized his Soul Power to the fullest extent under his precise control.
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His hands formed a stable cultivation mudra in front of his dantian.
The five Soul Ring flowed faintly across his body, each pulse drawing out a stream of medicinal power from his meridians and precisely delivering it to the areas most in need of repair.
He continuously extracted the medicinal properties from the meridians, a process that required immense patience and focus.
As Seventh-Grade Pill, the Mystic Spirit Nourishing Rhyme Pill's medicinal power far surpassed any other elixir he had taken before.
Each wisp of medicinal power contains astonishing vitality; releasing too much at once could cause secondary damage to the already fragile meridians.
Therefore, Xiao Yan could only extract the material strand by strand, like peeling silk from a silkworm, and then repair it little by little.
Xiao Yan could clearly feel that as the medicinal power continued to penetrate and repair, his originally broken meridians not only did not leave any scars or hidden dangers, but instead became more and more resilient.
Those nodes that had broken and then reconnected developed a more compact organizational structure under the tempering effect of the medicine.
The cracked walls of the meridians became thicker and more elastic under the effect of the medicine.
Under the influence of destruction and reconstruction, Xiao Yan's meridians underwent a transformative change.
The meridian channels, which could originally only accommodate trickles of Soul Power, became increasingly wider under the continuous nourishment and expansion of the medicinal power.
If his meridians were previously a rural dirt road, now they are a smooth and wide official road, capable of accommodating more Soul Power circulating at high speed.
This increase in the width of his meridians means that he can mobilize his Soul Power more quickly in battle.
It can withstand higher-intensity bursts of power and also gain a greater advantage in prolonged battles.
For a cultivator, this kind of change is more precious than simply increasing their cultivation level by a few levels.
Cultivation level can be increased through time and the accumulation of elixirs, but the width and resilience of one's meridians are often limited by innate talent and are difficult to fundamentally change later in life.
This regeneration after a serious injury has undoubtedly turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
Xiao Yan was so engrossed in cultivation that he completely forgot about the passage of time.
His mind was completely immersed in the world of introspection, and everything in the outside world was irrelevant to him.
For two consecutive days, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, motionless, like a meditating stone statue.
It wasn't until the morning of the third day, when the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the window, that he slowly opened his eyes.
A glint of light flashed in those dark eyes, many times brighter than it had been two days ago.
All his injuries have been completely healed under the immense medicinal power of this Seventh-Grade Pill.
The gruesome sword wound that once stretched across half of his back has now disappeared without a scar; the new skin is smooth as ever, only slightly lighter in color than the surrounding skin.
You wouldn't notice it unless you looked very closely.
The vortex of Soul Power in his dantian resumed its high-speed rotation, and the smooth flow of Soul Power made him unable to help but take a deep breath.
After all the hidden injuries were healed, a considerable amount of medicinal power remained in his body.
"This..."
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, feeling the remaining medicinal power in his body.
After experiencing the now wider meridian channels again, it dawned on me.
He recalled the casual remark the Venerable Feng had made before he left.
"It will be of great benefit to your recovery."
It turns out that the "great benefit" that Venerable Feng mentioned did not only refer to the healing of injuries.
The medicinal power of this Seventh-Grade Pill, besides repairing his injuries, is enough to raise his strength to another level.
The Venerable Feng had clearly planned this all along.
The medicinal power of this Mystic Spirit Nourishing Rhyme Pill was just enough to heal his injuries, with a surplus to spare for him to improve his cultivation.
A complex emotion welled up in Xiao Yan's heart.
However, he also knew that Venerable Feng was probably giving him this good fortune because of Yao Lao.
What I need to do is not to politely decline, but to fully accept this kindness and improve my abilities.
If I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay this kindness many times over.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated and closed his eyes again.
"In that case... then I'll accept them all."
He adjusted his breathing, focused his mind back into his body, and began to fully refine the remaining medicinal power.
This refining process is different from the previous ones.
Previously, the repairs were done with Xiao Xin, for fear of overexerting oneself; this time, however, one acted freely, opening up the meridians to absorb the medicinal power into the dantian without reservation, transforming it into pure Soul Power.
His body was like a wrung-out sponge, greedily absorbing all the energy around him, the thirst almost overflowing from every pore.
As he continuously absorbed and transformed the medicinal power within his body, his strength began to break through as naturally as water flowing into the river.
Breakthroughs in cultivation depend on the right timing, location, and people.
My meridians have widened, the medicine has become more effective, and my mind has settled down during these few days of quiet recuperation.
Everything is ready; only the final step is needed.
With almost no resistance, his Soul Power easily broke through the bottleneck of level fifty-seven.
The barrier that had stood in the way for so long was instantly shattered like paper under the impact of the powerful medicinal force; Xiao Yan didn't even feel any difficulty.
The moment of breakthrough, a warm current surged from the dantian throughout the body, and a tingling, comfortable sensation spread through every limb and bone.
Level 57, I crossed it so easily.
However, the breakthroughs did not stop there.
The aftereffects of the medicine were far more potent than Xiao Yan had anticipated. After breaking through level fifty-seven, the remaining medicinal power continued to surge like a mighty river, propelling his Soul Power to even higher levels.
Level 57... Level 58...
Each breakthrough was incredibly smooth, as if his body had been prepared all along, just waiting for the right moment for the right force to arrive.
While Xiao Yan was surprised, he quickly figured out the key point.
His previous slow breakthroughs weren't due to a lack of talent, but rather because of the limited width of his meridians.
The efficiency of medicinal absorption is low, and a large amount of medicinal power is lost during the refining process.
Now, his meridians have undergone a baptism of destruction and reconstruction, becoming more than twice as wide, and his efficiency in absorbing medicinal power has also skyrocketed.
What was once a trickle has now become a surging river.
Now, his broad and powerful meridians allow him to absorb the medicinal power without any hindrance. Every strand of medicinal power can be precisely captured, extracted, and transformed into the purest Soul Power, without the slightest waste.
This highly efficient and near-perfect refining process was something even Xiao Yan himself found somewhat unbelievable.
He could even feel a faint thirst emanating from within his body.
That was his meridians telling him that the medicine wasn't strong enough and that he could absorb more.
This feeling of "not quite enough" had never occurred in my previous cultivation practice.
"Whoosh!"
Inside the room, Xiao Yan completely refined the last trace of medicinal power within his body.
After completing its restorative mission, the remaining medicinal power was completely transformed by Xiao Yan into his own strength.
He slowly opened his eyes, clenched his fists slightly, and felt the surging Soul Power within his body, which was much stronger than before his seclusion. He couldn't help but show a hint of excitement on his face.