Refining Ovum into Qi Breakthroughs and the Ingenious Use of Beiming Divine Skill

“Experiment?” Wu Zhengfeng’s face darkened a bit. “You can’t just mess around with internal arts. Even sticking to the old ways can blow up in your face, and this ‘Refining Ovum into Qi’ thing has never even been tried. If something goes wrong, there’s no going back.”

“Still, we’ve gotta experiment. If it’s risky, let’s find a way to make it safer.” Jill pinched her chin, thinking, then suddenly clapped her hands, her face lighting up like a cartoon lightbulb: “Wait, I’ve got it! We can pretty much dodge all the danger—if something goes sideways, we just yank the internal energy out in time and nobody gets hurt!”

Wu Zhengfeng’s eyes widened. “You mean...?”

“Yep, Beiming Divine Skill.” Jill grinned, all smug. “Sucking up someone’s internal power with Beiming Divine Skill is scary, sure—but if we use it right, we can run all the experiments we want, risk-free! If anything goes wrong, just slurp the energy right out, no harm done. That’s why getting Beiming Divine Skill back is top priority—add it to the to-do list!” She scribbled a few notes. “Heh, Freewind Sect, you can’t dodge karma forever.”

Wu Zhengfeng just stared, then shook her head and sighed. “Nobody in the Freewind Sect ever thought of using Beiming Divine Skill like that—you really are something else...” She honestly didn’t even know what to say about Jill’s wild imagination.

“A knife can kill, but it can save too. Nobody thought of this because they’re too short-sighted. They think learning Beiming Divine Skill is the endgame, just follow the rules and you’ll be a big shot. But for us? Beiming Divine Skill is just a stepping stone. What we want—” Jill patted her notebook, “is to build the future.”

Wu Zhengfeng let out a long sigh, then broke into a smile. This woman really was heaven-sent. Brains, drive, big-picture thinking—heck, with Jill around, even founding a nation didn’t feel out of reach anymore.

“Looks like it’s about time, babe. We should go check on phase one of the project.”

“Huh? Has it really been that long?”

“A month’s enough to get a framework going.” Jill clapped her hands and hopped up. “Just getting reports from the underlings isn’t enough—if you’re the big boss, you gotta see it for yourself. Let’s go take a look—wait, why do you look so weird? Something bugging you?”

“Just one thing.” Wu Zhengfeng pointed at Jill, squinting. “Are you, like, asleep or awake right now?”

Okay, so here’s the punchline: Jill’s been in the same half-awake, half-asleep state since the chapter started—eyes half-open, gaze fuzzy, voice all over the place, like she’s tipsy or sleepwalking.

Jill blinked, looking totally thrown off, like, “Huh? Now that you mention it, I guess I am!” She scratched her head and chuckled, “Probably not fully awake yet!”

“You—!” Wu Zhengfeng’s emotions boiled over and she shot Jill a glare, grumbling: “You burst outta your secret room a stick of incense ago and started rambling on, and now you tell me it’s all sleep-talk? And how can a real sleeper even know they’re sleeping? You’ve been holed up for a month, and now you’re half-zonked and half-awake—what’s up with that?”

“Beats me.” Jill shrugged, not bothered at all. Let’s step back and get the omniscient narrator: Jill’s in a weird mental state, kinda like when she got hit by Yuri Alpha’s Heart Maze. She’s stuck between awake and sleepwalking. Everything she sees with those half-lidded eyes gets replayed in her dreams, like she’s living a perfect, real-time copy of reality.

In a way, she’s seeing the real world. But she just can’t snap out of it. Something’s missing—she can’t open her eyes all the way.

“Eh, whatever. Just pretend I’m blind.” Jill didn’t sweat it, grabbed Wu Zhengfeng, and marched out, shouting to the palace maids: “Heads up, everybody! Get it together—we’re heading out for a progress check!”