Yvette Locke gazed at the horizon, her eyes flashing with sharp brilliance, while her mind quietly mapped out her own little schemes.
Now that Yvette Locke had reached the Pointing-to-Mystery Realm, even when she fought Aiden Zhou earlier, his strength was simply no match for hers.
Besides that, after absorbing and refining the Fire-Spirit Divine Flame and a bit of Deep-Frost Iceflame that Evan Lin gave her, Yvette’s power was far greater than others at the same realm.
The moment Leo left, Yvette immediately set her sights on Zhou Tiantong.
His top disciple couldn’t even lift a finger against Yvette Locke.
Thinking about it, Zhou Tiantong was probably just another guy with no real skills.
With these thoughts, Yvette absentmindedly traced her hand through the pool water, and wherever her fingertips passed, the water steamed and bubbled.
Inside the walls of fire.
Evan Lin sat cross-legged.
Over ten thousand Nourishing Spirit Pills floated beside him, gradually melting in the intense heat around him.
The medicinal qi seeped in from the surface of Evan's skin, gradually entering his body.
Wave after wave of warmth spread across Evan's body, at first making him feel comfortable, but as more spiritual qi poured in, the pressure became overwhelming.
Spiritual qi penetrated every meridian, and for a moment, Evan felt his body might explode from the influx.
Once all the spiritual qi had entered Evan's body, he was three times as swollen as before.
If someone were watching nearby, they'd see tiny red dots appearing all over Evan's skin.
Those red dots were cracks formed as his skin was stretched by the spiritual qi.
Intense pain ravaged Evan's body. He frowned deeply, and sweat on his forehead evaporated the moment it appeared due to the high temperature.
Even though I expected this, the spiritual qi from over ten thousand Nourishing Spirit Pills is much more than I imagined.
If I hadn't started cultivation anew in this life, in my previous one, the spiritual qi from these pills would have destroyed my organs and possibly killed me outright.
Evan Lin took a deep breath to steady his mind.
Grand Dao Foundation Art.
Following the Grand Dao Foundation Art, Evan carefully guided the spiritual qi inside him through three small circulations and then one large circulation.
It took several hours before the chaotic spiritual qi inside him gradually calmed.
Wherever the spiritual qi passed, it nourished Evan's meridians and bones.
The path of cultivation.
Foundation Establishment is the process of building the body's foundation.
Once the Golden Core is formed, a cultivator's strength rises dramatically—especially in divine abilities and techniques, which become countless and overwhelmingly powerful.
This foundation not only allows cultivators to better sense spiritual qi, but more importantly, to forge their bodies with it; otherwise, after forming the Golden Core, the spiritual qi gathered when casting techniques could crush the caster before defeating the enemy.
This is of utmost importance.
Having lived another lifetime, with Earth's spiritual qi so depleted, it took me over a year to go from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, and even now, I'm only at the mid Foundation Establishment stage.
Now that I have these Nourishing Spirit Pills, I might be able to break through to late Foundation Establishment.
Evan calmed his mind, and after several cycles of the Grand Dao Foundation Art, the spiritual qi within him grew purer.
Evan's meridians and bones strengthened at an astonishing rate.
The sleeping Left-Hand Dragon seemed to sense something.
With its eyes tightly shut, the dragon inhaled, pulling a strand of spiritual qi from the river flowing through Evan's meridians, swallowed it, and then spat it out.
The spiritual qi entering the dragon was pure, but what it spat out was deeper and more condensed than any other qi.
The dragon reacted again. The qi refined by the Left-Hand Dragon is higher in quality and more beneficial for cultivation, but its refining speed is slow.
Evan noticed this unusual phenomenon.
He tried to guide the strand of qi spat out by the Left-Hand Dragon into the Gathering Spirit Well atop his dantian spirit platform.
He also drew out all the qi stored in the Gathering Spirit Well, merged it with the other spiritual qi into a single main current, and continued running the Grand Dao Foundation Art throughout his body.
Ordinary Foundation Establishment arts can only run three large circulations a day before mental fatigue and meridian strain force a rest.
But the Grand Dao Foundation Art not only avoids fatigue after several circulations, it can even run automatically without requiring much mental effort.
Previously, the Grand Dao Foundation Art was running every moment, but with little spiritual qi, its effect was weak. Now, with more qi, its efficiency is noticeably improved.
Huh?
Wait, that's not right!
Did I just take medicine?
Evan suddenly sensed a change in the spiritual qi within his body.
It was like a wild horse breaking free!
For the first three cycles, Evan barely noticed anything, only that nourishing his body with spiritual qi was a bit easier than he'd imagined.
But starting from the fourth cycle, Evan suddenly felt the spiritual qi circulating faster and faster within his body.
By the tenth cycle, even Evan couldn't help but gasp in shock.
The speed of the circulation was unbelievably fast.
With every breath, Evan felt his body growing stronger.
The river of spiritual qi from over ten thousand Nourishing Spirit Pills galloped through Evan's meridians.
He felt like he was about to explode!
Every cell in his body was screaming, but Evan gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure.
He kept his mind steady, letting the Grand Dao Foundation Art run on autopilot, refining his body with each breath.
The fiery walls outside blocked the medicinal fragrance, so no one could sense the storm raging inside.
If anyone saw Evan now, they'd think he was completely nuts—sitting in a cube of fire, soaking up enough qi to blow up a city.
But Evan just smiled coldly. If you want to break through, you have to risk it all. That's how Master Lin from Seacrest rolls.
He focused, letting the surge of qi temper his meridians, bones, and foundation with every cycle.
With each breath, his strength soared. Breathing itself made him stronger.
Hong Kong's hidden world watched, whispering: Would Master Lin from Seacrest emerge as an unstoppable monster, or would he crash and burn at Coldspire Peak?
Nobody dared to bet against him. After all, this was Evan Lin—the teenage immortal lord who made even breathing a power-up.
Chapter End.