Chapter 390 - 204: A Pleasant Surprise, a Great Surge in Five Yang Qi

Chapter 390: Chapter 204: A Pleasant Surprise, a Great Surge in Five Yang Qi

Qin Huaiming smiled and nodded. He wasn’t in a hurry to leave and simply sat down on the floor to the side.

A quiet moment settled over the room, broken only by the faint whisper of the sea breeze through the high window and the long, steady breaths of the two men.

Lan Ying was perched on a soft cushion, at first watching the meditating Yang Wenqing and Qin Huaiming with great curiosity. Her little head bobbed up and down with the rhythm of their breathing, looking utterly adorable.

But before long, she grew bored. Just then, Qin Huaiming spoke softly, "Lan Ying, don’t get distracted. You and Wenqing share a deep connection. He is stabilizing his cultivation realm right now, circulating his Spiritual Qi through a full cycle. This is an excellent opportunity for your own training as well."

"Though you are a Spirit Beast, and naturally gifted, if you only rely on the spiritual feedback from Wenqing and don’t diligently cultivate on your own, how will you ever keep up with him? If he faces a powerful enemy one day, how will you be able to truly help him? You should be trying to guide your own Spiritual Qi and practice Qi Cultivation."

Lan Ying was startled by the sudden admonishment. She instinctively straightened her little body, a flicker of guilt for being caught flashing in her sapphire-blue eyes, immediately followed by a wave of deep reluctance.

’Geez, Master is so strict... But I just finished flying...’

’Spiritual Qi flows in on its own, why do I have to go out of my way to guide it? It’s so tiring...’

Of course, Qin Huaiming couldn’t hear her internal grumbling, but Yang Wenqing could sense it in his Spirit Sea. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he cultivated.

But even as Lan Ying grumbled to herself, her bond with Yang Wenqing meant she also held a sincere, heartfelt respect for Qin Huaiming.

So, in the end, she did as Qin Huaiming instructed. She tucked in her wings, landed on Yang Wenqing’s knee, settled into the most dignified perch she could manage, and closed her eyes.

Lan Ying’s own Spiritual Attribute was exceptionally high, and her connection to Yang Wenqing was incredibly deep. It wasn’t long before she latched onto the rhythm of his heartbeat, which pulsed in time with the circulation of Spiritual Qi in his Qi Sea.

She immediately tried to guide the Spiritual Qi within her, mimicking Yang Wenqing’s rhythm and letting it slowly begin to flow through her own tiny body.

A sliver of Qin Huaiming’s Divine Sense remained focused on the little creature. When he sensed the changes within her body, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Time slipped by quietly, marked by silent cultivation and fledgling imitation.

Outside, the sky over Jade Chime Island gradually dimmed. Soon, starlight and moonlight spilled across the surface of the sea, tinted by the island’s ambient Spiritual Qi into a hazy halo of light.

As the first ray of dawn the next morning streamed through the high windowsill, casting golden patches of light on the spiritual wood floor of the Quiet Chamber, Yang Wenqing let out a long, slow breath.

The breath was cohesive and did not immediately disperse, carrying a faint, reddish-gold hue. It hung in the air for a moment before slowly fading away.

Yang Wenqing then opened his eyes, and the aura around his body rapidly retracted. His Fourth Transformation Cultivation was now completely solid, without a trace of instability. Beneath his skin, a faint, precious light seemed to flow.

He gently stretched his limbs, and his bones let out a series of crisp cracks. Then, with a mere thought, the Spiritual Qi in his body rose to his will, instantly reaching every corner of his being.

The Fourth Transformation realm, *Essence Blood Rebirth*, had been thoroughly stabilized after a night of careful refinement and consolidation!

Lan Ying, who had been quietly perched on Yang Wenqing’s knee, also unfolded her small wings, giving a great big stretch. Her sapphire-blue plumage seemed even more vibrant than the day before.

"Not bad, Lan Ying."

Qin Huaiming’s face held a look of approval. "Your Spiritual Attribute is indeed exceptionally high. You understand with just a little guidance."

Hearing her master’s praise, Lan Ying immediately puffed out her little chest, her sapphire-blue eyes sparkling. Her earlier reluctance was now completely forgotten.

"Qingqing! Master praised me! I’m amazing!"

Yang Wenqing felt her pure, unadulterated joy through their bond, and he smiled as he gently tapped her little head with his finger.

"Alright, don’t get complacent."

Qin Huaiming’s smile faded as his expression turned serious. "Wenqing, dismantle the Bing Fire Array and activate your Spirit Gathering Array. We should take this opportunity to cultivate the Yuqing Secret Skill. Our time here at the sect is limited. Once your Elder Gu returns, knowing his personality, we won’t get a moment of peace."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Wenqing rose to his feet as instructed, and Lan Ying flew up as well. With a mere flick of his will, the eight crimson flame crystal plates on the ground, along with the energy crystals embedded within them, lifted from their grooves. They transformed into streaks of light and flew into his Storage Bag, followed by the deep red Crystal Stone that served as the Array’s core.

Once the Array dissipated, the last trace of scorching heat in the room vanished, and the air returned to its previous cool clarity.

Then, Yang Wenqing formed a seal with his left hand, activating the Spirit Gathering Array his master had given him. A mystical, five-colored light radiated outward from him.

Immediately after, Yang Wenqing glanced at his master before sitting down cross-legged again and beginning to practice the Yuqing Secret Skill.

At first, everything proceeded as usual. Yang Wenqing simply felt that cultivating here was several times more efficient than outside, and the speed at which he could convert the Spiritual Qi in his body was also much faster.

Half an hour later, a change occurred. The Five Yang Qi in this place was abundant, and Yang Wenqing’s Golden Core indiscriminately absorbed all of it. When its absorption reached a critical point, the gathering Five Yang Qi formed an energy vortex around him.

The next instant, the Five Yang Qi was pulled by an irresistible force, drawn frantically toward Yang Wenqing’s Golden Core World before merging with and being assimilated by the Qi Sea in his Dantian!

WHOOSH—

A faint whistling sound even filled the room—it was the sound of air currents being dragged along by the high-speed suction of Spiritual Qi.

Qin Huaiming’s eyes snapped open. With his level of Cultivation and experience, he immediately detected the abnormality within Yang Wenqing. The rate at which he was devouring the Five Yang Qi was appallingly fast. His gaze instantly locked onto Yang Wenqing, fearing that something had gone wrong with his cultivation.

Lan Ying was startled as well. Her feathers ruffled slightly as she stared nervously at Yang Wenqing.

Yang Wenqing, at the center of the storm, was having the strangest experience. He felt no discomfort or pain. His Golden Core World was like a bottomless abyss, madly devouring the Five Yang Qi pouring in from the outside and feeding it back to his Qi Sea, Dantian, and internal organs. The entire process was incredibly smooth.

In just a few breaths, nearly ten percent of the Spiritual Qi in his Qi Sea had been completely converted into pure Five Yang Qi, and the process was still continuing.

Moreover, this newly converted Five Yang Qi caused no adverse reactions, something that completely defied his understanding of cultivation common sense.

After his initial shock, Yang Wenqing quickly calmed himself. He immediately centered his spirit, focusing his entire consciousness on guiding the Five Yang Qi and proactively opening all the apertures in his body.

A dozen or so seconds later, a marvelous cycle had formed within him: the Spirit Gathering Array madly drew in Five Yang Qi, his Golden Core World devoured it, and then it nourished his Qi Sea in return, assimilating the Spiritual Qi there.

Meanwhile, the Five-Colored Spiritual Qi vortex in the room grew ever larger, spinning faster and faster until it had nearly formed a small spiritual tempest. At its center, Yang Wenqing’s figure sat with a solemn and majestic air.

Lan Ying was completely dumbfounded, her small beak hanging slightly open.

Qin Huaiming couldn’t make heads or tails of the situation, but after confirming his disciple was in no danger, he suppressed his shock and focused on guiding the surrounding Five Yang Five Qi.

「Another half-hour passed in the blink of an eye.」

Thirty percent of the Spiritual Qi circulating through the Spiritual Veins of Yang Wenqing’s Qi Sea had already been converted into Five Yang Qi. This was a cultivation speed that would leave any orthodox Yuqing Cultivator utterly speechless.

However, when things reach an extreme, they are bound to reverse.

Cultivation stressed gradual progress and a balance between exertion and rest. This was especially true for the Yuqing Secret Skill, which harmonized the Five Yang and placed immense importance on a stable foundation. The human body—its organs, meridians, and apertures—had a limit to what it could endure and adapt to.

For Yang Wenqing, the upper limit of Five Yang Qi that his internal organs could handle was precisely that thirty percent. Converting any more would overload their circulatory capacity.

This overload quickly manifested as a dull, internal ache.

Yang Wenqing was immediately on alert. Using Introspection, he saw that the Spiritual Light around his internal organs was flickering with an unstable agitation. The Five Yang Qi coursing through his meridians had lost its initial harmony and smoothness; the conversion was slowing down, causing blockages.

’I should stop.’ An alarm bell went off in the depths of his rational mind.

But the feeling of surging power, of his realm leaping forward, was just too intoxicating. The pleasure was like the sweetest poison, silently eroding the bulwarks of his reason. In the face of such an ultimate temptation, even the dull ache from the excess seemed bearable.

"Wenqing, that’s enough."

Qin Huaiming’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it was like the tolling of a great temple bell, piercing directly through the roar of the spiritual tempest and striking at the core of Yang Wenqing’s mind.