When Zhang Yan saw that the location of the Moon Viewing Party was set at Jade Earring Peak, a faintly subtle expression imdiately flickered across his features.
This Jade Earring Peak is situated on Xuanyou Island, one of the "Six Rivers and Four Islands." He had just played a trick on them, yet now they were inviting him to the island. If one thinks closely, there is certainly so deeper aning behind this.
As far as he knew, the Six Rivers and Four Islands had expelled their offending clansn from the Mingcang Sect a month prior. However, he couldn’t discern how much they had sacrificed to preserve their lives. As for Madam Feng, although she was still stubbornly holding her stance without conceding, her deanor had noticeably softened—bowing her head was only a matter of ti.
Flipping through the letter further, he discovered it bore several peculiarities. The handwriting was graceful, unmistakably penned by a female cultivator, yet the invitation lacked a formal card. Was this ant to encourage him to attend, or did they secretly wish he wouldn’t?
Shaking his head, he tossed the letter aside casually.
In his view, whether he decided to go or not was irrelevant. Instead of wasting ti contemplating this matter, it was far more crucial to seize the mont to elevate his cultivation.
But before attending to that, he first needed to resolve a small but troubleso problem.
To practice the second step of the Taiyin Golden Book, he had to refine Kun Spirit Dull Qi, which involved releasing all of his Qian Spirit Clear Qi and drawing heavy evil from deep within the Earth Acupoint. This process, however, was extrely cumberso and inefficient. As he pondered, he began wondering if there might be a way to store the evil Qi.
After deliberating for quite so ti, a sudden inspiration flashed across his mind. The Inner Aperture Skill, introduced to him by Zhou Chongju as part of the Alchemy Skill, was precisely crafted to create Qi Acupoints within the body, designed to house different types of Qi chanisms. Could these Qi Acupoints serve as natural reservoirs?
These apertures, being sealed off from external influences, could accommodate various toxic and potent dicinal energies—let alone formless heavy evil Qi. Moreover, was there anywhere more convenient than storing it within oneself?
With this in mind, he quickly retrieved the alchemy book and carefully reviewed it again.
According to its instructions, these Qi Acupoints corresponded to the Five Elents and five senses. At most, a cultivator could open five Qi Acupoints, while the crucial aspect of Inner Aperture Skill lay entirely in the later-stage elixir refinent; the spell itself was exceedingly simple, presenting no difficulty for him at all.
Seated on the Jade Platform, he followed the thods detailed in the scroll and began circulating the spell. In less than half a day, he successfully opened three Qi Acupoints consecutively. Yet when he attempted to open more, he found himself unable to, realizing that his current cultivation level had already reached its limit.
Heavy evil Qi, being turbid, would sink underground with the absence of Clear Qi to guide it. Once the golden wind and fierce fire subsided, it again descended into the depths.
Zhang Yan exhaled Clear Qi, directing it toward the Fire Mouth. In an instant, the half-rising, half-falling heavy evil Qi was drawn upward once more. He lightly flared his nostrils, carefully inhaling the Qi chanism and directing it cautiously into the Qi Acupoint in his chest. Once inside, the heavy evil Qi settled contentedly, remaining still and stable.
Seeing that this thod was effective, peace settled in his mind. However, he maintained patience, refraining from swallowing the heavy evil Qi all at once. Instead, he slowly and steadily guided it inward.
After two hours, one Qi Acupoint had been filled with heavy evil Qi. Zhang Yan surveyed himself thoroughly and, upon confirming no discomfort across his body, sighed in relief. Resolving to fill another Qi Acupoint and testing again, he decided that if no problems arose, he might as well fill the third Qi Acupoint as well.
This ti, collecting the heavy evil Qi took approximately an entire night. By the ti the horizon turned faintly pale, he had fully filled all three Qi Acupoints.
Judging by the heavy evil Qi previously refined from a single breath of turbid Qi, the amount stored in just one Qi Acupoint was sufficient for cultivating to the Second Realm. However, he instinctively felt that this heavy evil Qi might have other applications. And for the sake of caution, he preferred having more rather than less—preparedness never hurt.
Despite the overnight exhaustion, his face remained radiant, Clear Qi swirling around his countenance without the slightest hint of fatigue. Suddenly, he heard an urgent shout from outside: "Is Junior Master Zhang here? Junior Master Zhang!"
Recognizing the familiar voice, Zhang Yan rose and stepped outside, only to find the person calling for him was the Daoist boy from before the Elixir Cauldron Institute. His expression subtly tightened.
Upon seeing Zhang Yan erge, the Daoist boy didn’t even bother with formalities. Rushing forward, he grasped Zhang Yan’s sleeve and said, "Master, the Ancestor master has summoned you urgently!"
Has sothing happened?
Zhang Yan’s expression darkened as he nodded, swiftly tidying himself before boarding the flying boat with the Daoist boy. Accelerating through the wind, it took less than an hour before they reached the skies above the Land Continent. Without any delay, the Daoist boy drove the flying boat straight toward the Mountain Gate. After several spirals around the peaks, they soon spotted, from a distance, a fishing boat anchored in the heart of the river.
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