The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 180 - 175: Begin Cultivation_2

Chapter 180: Chapter 175: Begin Cultivation_2

’Focus!’ Lan Feng commanded in a stern voice. Yan Xiaobao, who was engrossed in observing the peculiar structure within himself, jumped in surprise. He let his soul sink lower and lower until it reached his Dantian, where Lan Feng was waiting for him.

Inside him was a void. A cave-like space that gave him a strange sensation. As his consciousness entered, he quickly noticed Lan Feng’s flame waiting there for him. Taken aback, he looked around in awe, never imagining he would discover such a cave within himself. Even more astonishing was how his consciousness appeared exactly as it did before his misfortune. Within his awareness, he was no longer a mere infant.

"It’s quite spacious," Lan Feng remarked approvingly, surveying the surroundings. "This cave will be capable of collecting a considerable amount of Qi." Yan Xiaobao had an inkling that this was likely because both he and Lan Feng now resided within his body.

"Sit down, cross your legs, and place your hands into the Bird Hand Seal," Lan Feng instructed. Yan Xiaobao initially hesitated, surprised by the unusual command. Yet, he quickly complied, crossing his legs and forming the hand seal as directed.

’Calm your breathing and guide the flow of blood toward your skin. Once it reaches the outer layer of your body, open a suction and maintain a steady rhythm. Allow it to circulate throughout your body in one complete cycle before returning to your Dantian,’ Lan Feng explained as thoroughly as he could. Yan Xiaobao nodded slightly in understanding, before his awareness transformed into a beam of light that coursed through his veins, drawing in essence from the outside world.

It took him half an hour to complete a full circuit through his body. When he returned to his Dantian, a small wisp of spirit floated within his consciousness, resembling a valley gathering mist on an early morning.

In his field of view, Lan Feng nodded.

"Sit again as you did before. This time, make certain you use the Bird Hand Seal. No matter what happens, do not open your eyes," he commanded, satisfied to see how Yan Xiaobao obediently followed every instruction without question.

"Keep your breathing steady. With each breath, draw in some essence from your surroundings. Let it cycle within you like a whirlwind until it becomes as white as freshly fallen snow. The purer the white, the higher the quality," Lan Feng said, issuing his final order before falling silent. The Blue Fireball watched quietly as Yan Xiaobao refined the essence.

Yan Xiaobao spent five hours refining the essence. By the end, all the surrounding essence had dissipated, replaced by a fine Qi thread. It was the purest shade of white, gleaming with a brilliance that spun continuously at the center of his Dantian Cave.

Exhausted yet content, Yan Xiaobao marveled at his labor’s fruit—a solitary strand of Qi within the void that carried the weight of his hard work.

Yet even though it was just a single thread, it was a testament to Yan Xiaobao’s tenacity, filling him with an immense sense of satisfaction.

’Hui Yue has done well. The quality of this Qi is excellent,’ Lan Feng remarked joyfully. Never before had he seen Qi of such caliber. Hui Yue had surpassed his expectations, even taking longer than anticipated. ’Rest for today; we’ll continue tomorrow. This process takes time,’ he added. Though Xu Yue hoped to become someone truly exceptional, he quickly acknowledged the need for patience. Achieving greatness was far from easy.

Time flowed steadily. Yan Xiaobao dedicated about six hours each day to absorbing essence and refining it into Qi. Though he wished to perform the process twice daily, Lan Feng forbade it, warning that over-exertion would diminish the quality of the Qi.

Understanding the reasoning, Yan Xiaobao agreed, striving only for Qi of the highest quality.

Deep down, he was grateful for Phoenix’s assistance. The initial enmity between them had almost entirely vanished. In turn, Lan Feng’s attitude toward Yan Xiaobao softened slightly as he became impressed by the boy’s persistence.

Yan Xiaobao never complained, enduring daily struggles to absorb and refine essence. His Qi was now purer than anything he had previously refined, and his unfailing obedience earned Lan Feng’s growing admiration for the stubborn young boy.

Aside from his cultivation efforts, Yan Xiaobao was beginning to understand his humble origins. Born into a poor family, he had no siblings, and his parents were still young. His mother, Hui Lifen, was even younger than Hui Yue had been. Yan Xiaobao found the entire situation quite peculiar.

His father, Hui Guang, made a living by venturing into the forest to gather medicinal herbs. However, he could only collect low-grade herbs, as they posed minimal danger. Both of his parents were cultivators ranked as students; his mother was at the Four-star level, while his father was at the Seven-star level.

Lan Feng explained that this was a result of passive absorption of essence during daily life rather than deliberate cultivation. Without resources or proper guidance, everyone in their village ranked somewhere within the student tier. Even those who managed to reach the nine stars of the student rank had Qi too impure to break through further.

Everyone in the village relied on harvesting medicinal herbs for survival. Once a month, they would travel to Liluo City to sell their gathered goods.

Since none of them were technically cultivators, they were forced to accept the absolute lowest prices for their herbs. Yet, it was just enough to sustain the village. Despite their poverty, the villagers helped one another, fostering a strong sense of community.

Yan Xiaobao’s new mother tended a small vegetable patch near their hut. During the day, she also helped care for the village’s few livestock. She brought Hui Yi along with her to watch over him, though Yan Xiaobao would mostly sleep.

Yan Xiaobao spent his nights cultivating and pretended to sleep during the day, observing life while feigning childhood innocence. Though he didn’t play with the other children, he carefully blended in with those around him. Lan Feng would occasionally take breaks or impart bits of knowledge related to the world they now lived in.

Yan Xiaobao was a beautiful baby. Everyone adored his large, sparkling eyes and fair complexion. His skin remained untanned, no matter how much his parents exposed him to the sun. Even the village elders likened him to a noble lady in terms of delicacy. His jet-black hair and eyes contrasted starkly with his porcelain-like fairness, making him the beloved darling of the entire village.

As time flew by, eight months passed swiftly. During this period, Yan Xiaobao worked tirelessly, quietly gathering essence and refining it into Qi. From the very start, the quality of his Qi never diminished. What began as a single Qi thread had grown into numerous threads spinning around his Dantian Cave. But on that day, something extraordinary happened upon completing his latest Qi thread. All the threads converged and intertwined, merging into a single, long strand of Qi. Coiling into a tapered spiral, it spun upon itself at the center of the cave. This Qi rope was so white, it sparkled with a dazzling light.

The light radiating from the spiral permeated Yan Xiaobao’s infant body, filling him with a strength he had never experienced before. As he realized he had finally advanced to the rank of a One-star student, his face lit up with a mix of shock and elation!

’Well done!’ Lan Feng praised, moving toward the blue fireball that was now heading for the Qi Spiral. "Now, Yan Xiaobao, are you willing to form a Soul Contract with me?" he asked while inspecting the spiral. Yan Xiaobao nodded eagerly, excited to see what would happen next. As soon as Lan Feng received his answer, the blue fireball erupted in flames, consuming the entire Qi Spiral.

Yan Xiaobao froze in place, stunned as eight months of grueling work disappeared in an instant. The Qi entered the blue fireball, causing it to expand with an immense surge of power before bursting into flames, leaving behind the shape of a human figure.

Anger, long dormant, began to rise again within him. But just as it did, he noticed that the human silhouette left behind had begun to move.

As the figure straightened itself gradually, Yan Xiaobao stared in astonishment. It was a boy, appearing in his early teens. His sky-blue hair and eyes radiated an ethereal charm, while pure white feathers covered his body, exuding a celestial aura. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

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