Point Allocation, Another Perfection

Inside the cave, spiritual energy surged like a tide, frantically converging into Ma Qianqian's body.

Her pretty face was now soaked with sweat, sometimes flushed, sometimes pale, clearly indicating that she was enduring great pain.

Dongfang Yueming simply watched quietly, but his consciousness was already immersed in the "True Exposition of Wind-Control Body Forging" that he had just learned.

[Using the wind as a guide, tempering the meridians; using qi as a furnace, reshaping the physical body...]

[This technique does indeed have some unique aspects.]

He nodded to himself, and then, without the slightest hesitation, he agreed.

[Point Allocation.]

[Ding! Consumed 3000 points, "True Exposition of Wind-Control Body Forging" upgraded to Level 1!]

In an instant, countless insights into wind-attribute spiritual power flowed through his mind. Although his body was already at the "Treasure-Grade Innate" level, it still experienced a mysterious resonance at this moment, as if it had become a little lighter.

Just as he effortlessly completed his breakthrough, Ma Qianqian inside the cave encountered a huge problem!

[Oh no... this is terrible!]

She felt as if her meridians were about to be torn apart inch by inch by the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

Her once-proud willpower seemed so insignificant under the onslaught of this immense power from heaven and earth!

Was I... too overconfident?!

A pang of regret rose in her heart. But she knew there was no turning back now! At this moment, she had no way out; she could only grit her teeth, fight with all her might, and continue to persevere!

Outside the cave, Dongfang Yueming seemed oblivious to Ma Qianqian's predicament.

He's still Point Allocation.

[Ding! Consumed 3000 points, realm advanced to the second level!]

[Ding! Consumed 3000 points, realm advanced to the third level!]

As his cultivation level increased, his understanding of the "Sea of Clouds Seal" within his body became increasingly profound. He could feel the gentleness of the wind and the drifting of the clouds slowly creating a mysterious resonance.

Meanwhile, Ma Qianqian, inside the cave, was on the verge of collapse!

[I can't... I really... can't take it anymore...]

Her consciousness was beginning to blur. She could feel that the spiritual energy within her body had completely spiraled out of control, like a wild horse breaking free of its reins, rampaging wildly through her meridians!

She was just a hair's breadth away from success.

But this tiny gap became an insurmountable chasm, preventing her from making any further progress!

She could only watch helplessly as she drew ever closer to the abyss of failure...

Dongfang Yueming is still Point Allocation.

[Ding! 5000 points consumed, fourth level!]

[Ding! 5000 points consumed, fifth level!]

[Ding! 5000 points consumed, sixth level!]

[Ding! 10,000 points consumed, seventh level!]

[Ding! 10,000 points consumed, eighth level!]

[Ding! 10,000 points consumed, Ninth level!]

When his cultivation level rose rapidly to the Innate Ninth Level of the Innate Realm, that feeling of natural progression returned once again!

[Ding! 30,000 points consumed, "True Exposition of Wind-Control Body Forging" upgraded to Perfection!]

"Boom--!"

In an instant, all the wind-attribute spiritual power within his dantian collapsed and condensed towards the center!

Finally, a brand-new rune mark, entirely verdant and seemingly containing countless miniature tornadoes, took shape!

[Congratulations! You have successfully condensed your ' Natal Spirit Seal - Wind-Control Seal (Advanced)'!]

And at this very moment when Dongfang Yueming Perfection his goal.

Inside the cave, Ma Qianqian's eyes, which had been filled with resentment and despair, had completely lost their luster.

The spiritual energy within her body went completely berserk.

Am I... going to die...?

This was the last thought in her mind.

"Oh no! Miss... she's going to fail!"

The Innate First Level guard, who was stationed at a distance, also sensed the raging fluctuations of spiritual energy! He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but dared not approach and disturb the area, so he could only place his last hope on Dongfang Yueming!

He was about to ask for help.

[Senior... you... you could...]