Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  Qiao Mu was dazed for a moment before promptly stilling her breathing and mind and sitting in a lotus position. With a solemn expression, she slowly guided the mystic energy pouring from all directions into her mystic meridians.

  When the rushing mystic energy flooded into her body, Qiao Mu instantly felt like she was out of breath.

  She was well aware of how extremely weak and fragile her mystic meridians currently were. It could not absorb too much mystic energy at once. This was a classic case of biting off more than she could chew. Greed might not yield a good outcome, perhaps she would even end up worse.

  Hence, the green with envy gazes from Yao Ji and her group were quite ironic since Qiao Mu herself did not want to start absorbing all this mystic energy out of the blue at a time like this.

  The child’s face was dark and serious as she took a deep breath, trying her best to calm her heart. There was no room for nervousness. The more anxious the situation, the more her mind had to be calm so that she did not mess herself up.

  However, she suddenly became startled. Although her face remained stoic, so that none of her observers could notice anything was amiss, there was a hurricane raging in her mind.

  What was going on?

  She was originally using her “inner sight” to assess the weak strand of the mystic meridian inside of her, but her sight was now raptly glued to her dantian.

  A mystic cultivator could not peer inside their dantian unless they were level 10 or above, but what about her?

  Who could explain to her why her dantian appeared so different from her past life’s?

  When she reached level 10 as a mystic cultivator in her previous life, she had seen her dantian. It was a ball of white fluid!

  She was able to clearly see each strand of milk-white fluid flowing towards the mystic meridians in her body as they circled around before returning to her dantian.

  Normally, cultivation involved: 1) condensing an apparition of her mystic conscious and strengthening her mystic conscious, and 2) guiding your mystic energy to flow through your body over and over and reinforcing your mystic meridians dully and tediously again and again.

  If a normal mystic cultivator did have a miracle encounter or elixirs that expanded their mystic meridians, then their path to strengthen their mystic meridians and advance their mystic cultivation would continue to be this dull and uninteresting.

  This was called ascetic cultivation. Since the heavens had already given you mystic meridians that were different from normal people, then it naturally could not allow you to effortlessly reach the heavens in a single leap. Cultivating relied on frequent and endless training and could only be advanced slowly.

  Why did her normal mystic meridians from her previous life mutate?

  Was there someone who could tell her why her dantian looked pitch dark with star-like glows sparkling in it?

  How did it resemble a dantian at first glance? Instead, for some odd reason, it looked like the starry night sky.

  Qiao Mu discovered something even more peculiar as she foolishly stared at her dantian. There seemed to be…… a small and weak sapling growing inside! Its crooked and fragile appearance could be easily overlooked.

  However, whose dantian could grow a tree? What in the world was the meaning of this bizarre anomaly?

  Qiao Mu felt like her minute mind was not enough to comprehend this. What should she do? She felt like she was about to explode on the spot?

  Was it fine for this sapling to grow inside her dantian? No wonder her mystic meridians were so much weaker than in her previous life! Could it be that all the mystic energy inside her body had been absorbed as nutrients by this tree?

  Our dear Qiao Mu suppressed her impulse to go berserk and took a deep breath to try her best to pacify her emotions.

  Unknown to her though, while she could calm down as she closed her eyes to analyze her dantian, none of the people from Coitus Sect around her could calm down.

  Duan Yue also had his eyes wide open as he intently sized Qiao Mu up like he was looking at a freak.

  A mere five minutes had passed but Qiao Mu’s entire body had become enveloped by a large ball of dense mystic energy, and her tiny figure could no longer be seen.

  A disciple from the Coitus Sect was unwilling to give up and wanted to charge through the mystic energy and prevent Qiao Mu from absorbing the mystic energy. However, when he reached the giant ball of mystic energy, he was flung back by an explosion caused by the mystic energy. He could not approach the ball of mystic energy at all, let alone Qiao Mu’s person!