Chapter 86

87. Chapter 87: The White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique

After entering meditation, Li Yi felt this incredible transformation for the first time—it must have been caused by the white bone mural, though his practice of the White Bone to Flesh Method also contributed.

“To see the true self, illusions can be shattered. So is this the true self? Then what is the true self? And what use is seeing it?”

Li Yi had many questions now.

His understanding of cultivation was limited; he could not comprehend this situation, and even if he wanted to ask someone, there was no suitable person—others hadn’t even broken through the mural’s illusion, so they likely didn’t understand this either.

Looking at his own image seated on the lotus throne, hands forming the precious seal, serene and dignified, Li Yi could only set it aside for now.

Since this was also himself, it couldn’t be a bad thing.

“Continue meditating. When my cultivation realm advances, perhaps I’ll find the answers.” Li Yi thought silently, and his mind relaxed, no longer tense.

Soon.

Li Yi gradually sank into meditation.

As his meditation deepened, his own consciousness gradually merged with the true self, as if he himself had become a Buddha, seated upon the lotus, hands forming the precious seal, smiling faintly.

The feeling was strange, yet deeply comforting.

An indescribable ease filled him.

As time passed, his physical body in the real world unconsciously sat cross-legged, hands forming the precious seal, mirroring the skeletal posture on the mural—entirely unconscious, as if his body had its own will, completely beyond Li Yi’s control.

In this state, Li Yi began cultivating—and the unbelievable happened.

The energy from the knife coins surged into his body like a tidal wave; at this moment, no deliberate guidance was needed—he felt like a magnet, passively drawing in cosmic energy.

Moreover, cosmic energy normally required conscious effort to absorb slowly, but now his body suddenly opened like a hungry stomach and began actively absorbing it.

Li Yi needed to do nothing—he only had to form the precious seal and sit upon the lotus.

His body was cultivating on its own.

And this cultivation speed was far faster than before; previously, even with the knife coins, his cultivation efficiency was only eighty percent—he could guide at most one hundred units of cosmic energy, absorb eighty, and waste the remaining twenty.

But now.

His body passively guided a thousand units of cosmic energy at once—an astonishing quantity; without the support of a damaged wonder artifact, the surrounding cosmic energy couldn’t possibly sustain him—he’d need dozens of guides just to feed his appetite.

“The guidance capacity has increased tenfold. I wonder what my absorption efficiency is now.”

He began sensing how efficiently his body absorbed energy after the transformation.

If he could still only absorb eighty units, then this guidance was meaningless—most cosmic energy would be wasted.

But after sensing it, Li Yi was stunned.

Of the thousand units guided in, forty percent were absorbed; the remaining sixty percent, too slow to be absorbed, were contaminated by the surroundings and wasted.

Calculating this.

Is my cultivation efficiency now four hundred percent?

What nonsense.

Am I really a genius?

Li Yi’s spirit surged—he abruptly opened his eyes and exited meditation.

He was excited, almost disbelieving; he stood up from the bed and paced back and forth in his dorm, trying to calm his restless heart.

“This can’t be right—did I miscalculate? Is Lin Jie’s calculation method even reliable? If I take this method seriously, I’m literally a genius right now—a top-tier genius. Four hundred percent cultivation efficiency—if this got out, it’d shock everyone.”

Li Yi still couldn’t believe his cultivation efficiency had become so terrifying.

Everything had been normal before.

The moment he sat on the lotus, forming the precious seal, everything changed.

“Wait—it’s not that I became a genius. I broke through the White Bone Contemplation illusion, saw my true self, and mastered a unique cultivation method.” Li Yi gradually calmed down, realizing the truth.

All cultivators in this world rely on primitive meditation. If a better method exists, then directly boosting a person’s cultivation potential isn’t impossible.

So Li Yi’s current method shouldn’t be called meditation—it’s accurately the White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique.

Only one technique could explain all this.

And this technique is currently unique to Li Yi—the white bone mural had been partially destroyed, leaving gaps; under normal circumstances, even if others broke the illusion, they couldn’t master the complete White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique—only fragments at best.

“So the whole sequence was this: by chance, I was guided by the lingering consciousness within the knife coin, used a clever method to break the mural’s illusion, saw my true self, and mastered this White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique?” Li Yi carefully recalled everything and reached this conclusion.

“Precisely because I mastered the White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique, my cultivation efficiency jumped from eighty percent to four hundred percent—I went from an ordinary cultivator to a genius cultivator?”

“Though this genius is artificial, in a world where no one else has mastered the White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique, the fact remains.”

Li Yi suddenly smiled.

He thought acquiring the wonder artifact was the start of changing his fate—but there were still more surprises ahead.

Indeed, one must dare to strive.

Without that moment of impulsive action, there’d be no opportunity or progress now.

“Now that I’ve mastered the White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique and hold a damaged wonder artifact, I mustn’t slack off—I must train harder, catch up to Yang Yi Long, Li Shaoqing, and their group. They already have high cultivation efficiency, plus cultivation pods and guides— their growth rate is terrifying too. I’m still only at the Spirit Medium realm, like a frog at the bottom of a well—I mustn’t grow complacent.”

Li Yi took a deep breath, calmed his mind and emotions, then sat back down on the bed.

This time, he knew exactly how to cultivate correctly.

Cross-legged, motionless, hands forming the precious seal, eyes closed, serene, faintly smiling—as if a Buddha had descended.

As soon as he activated the White Bone Contemplation Cultivation Technique, Li Yi quickly entered the cultivation state.

Again, vast amounts of cosmic energy from the knife coin surged into his body.

This time, Li Yi felt no excitement or panic—only began adapting to this new state.

As his cultivation continued, his body underwent inexplicable changes.

In less than a single night, a layer of skin peeled off his body at a visibly rapid rate—this old skin carried away scars, moles, and dark spots; the new skin beneath, though still the same color, was no longer flawed, as if reborn.

Such transformation was unheard of among other cultivators.

Even if cultivators could repair defects after bodily evolution, none had ever shed an entire layer of skin overnight.

But this was a good sign—it meant Li Yi’s body was evolving and transforming toward an unknown direction.

Time slipped swiftly to noon the next day.

Li Yi awoke.

The first thing he said upon waking: “I’m starving.”

His stomach growled—not because he couldn’t continue meditation, but because his body had starved him awake.

When Li Yi picked up the nearby golden nutrient fluid and drank it greedily, he was startled to discover he’d shed a layer of dead skin.

The skin peeled off cleanly and intact, like a snake’s molt.

“It must be because of the White Bone Cultivation Technique—my cultivation speed changed, my body’s evolution accelerated, so I shed skin and was reborn overnight.” Li Yi believed this.

He didn’t dwell on it—he went to the bathroom, washed off the dead skin, and cleaned himself thoroughly.

After washing, a mere pulse of fist energy coursing through his body instantly flung off all water droplets—he became instantly dry.

“Perfect. Another wonderful day.”

Li Yi stepped out of his dorm, ready to stretch his limbs and see how Zhang Lei planned to handle yesterday’s matter.

He was still waiting for his salary.