Chapter 36: Weaving the Mother Qi, Meeting a Beautiful Woman Again?

The ten-year simulation has ended.

Yu Ke recalled his decision to leave the mountain and felt immense relief.

If he had continued cultivating on the mountain for another ten years, progress would have been slow and gains minimal.

At this moment, he was filled with anticipation for the reward.

If he got a divine outfit.

Or a golden legend!

That would be perfect.

Yu Ke rubbed his hands together, eyes fixed on the forming text, silently praying.

Not long after, the reward was revealed.

[Drawing in progress. Obtained one thread of Mediating Primordial Qi.]

【Accept?】

Seeing the words “Mediating Primordial Qi,” Yu Ke felt unfamiliar but did not hesitate; he silently thought, “Accept.”

In that instant!

The 【Kun Xu Ding】 deep within his heart sea stirred as if awakened, trembling faintly, exuding a swirling, chaotic energy.

That energy, like a five-colored light thread, flooded into Yu Ke’s body, instantly enveloping his form in a faint glow.

Yu Ke felt his body tingle and numb, as if gently kneaded by an invisible force.

That comfort reminded him of the Gold Medal No. 88 technique from a shop in his past life.

He nearly blurted out… Add another hour!

After ten years of simulation, his spirit was already weary.

Sleepiness surged like a tide.

Yu Ke yawned, his eyelids heavy, his consciousness fading as he collapsed into deep sleep.

During Yu Ke’s sleep, the 【Kun Xu Ding】 within him did not cease.

The great cauldron continued to rotate.

Outside Yu Ke’s body, a small vortex formed, continuously drawing in surrounding spiritual energy.

The glow on the cauldron grew brighter, its inscriptions becoming ever more vivid.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the room.

So lazy!

Yu Ke opened his eyes half-asleep on the bed, stretched languidly, and slept extraordinarily well.

His senses quickly returned.

“Wait…!”

He patted his body, wondering: Where was the Mediating Primordial Qi he gained last night?

A wave of confusion rose in Yu Ke’s heart—had that energy already merged silently into his body?

He tried to mobilize the spiritual energy within.

But pain surged through his meridians, as if countless shards of glass scraped against his blood vessels; every attempt to move qi brought unbearable agony.

His previous failed Foundation Establishment had rendered the spiritual energy he’d forced into his dantian cavities useless; the cavities shattered, filled with stagnant blood.

Now, even slight qi movement caused a heavy, suffocating ache in his chest.

“Is this Mediating Primordial Qi useless to me?”

He had expected it to aid his cultivation; now it seemed otherwise.

It was like online dating a girl, pants already off,

and she tells you she has one too—and bigger than yours!

Should I just leave?

All that effort for nothing.

As Yu Ke brooded in frustration—

Within his dantian, a pure, dew-like clear qi quietly emerged.

At the Second Rung of cultivation, one gains inner vision.

Though Yu Ke’s Dao foundation was shattered, his realm remained intact.

That clear qi was extraordinary, as if imbued with the essence of life, finally gathering in a broken cavity.

“What is this?”

Yu Ke, startled and puzzled, focused intently.

In moments—

Another thread of clear qi spontaneously rose from his dantian, like a steady stream, continuously flowing into the cavity.

In mere moments, nine threads of clear qi accumulated within the cavity.

As the nine threads filled it, the stagnant blood dissolved and quietly drained out through his pores.

He felt noticeably lighter and cleaner.

Seeing this, Yu Ke was stunned and overjoyed.

“Could this be the mysterious change brought by the Mediating Primordial Qi merging into me last night?”

Within the dantian, more clear qi continued to form, and a new thread drifted gently into another damaged cavity.

Clear qi flowed steadily, one by one filling the cavity; when the ninth thread merged, the cavity burst back to life.

Seeing this, Yu Ke couldn’t stop grinning.

“I can cultivate again!”

He cheered aloud and sat cross-legged on the spot.

Though he still couldn’t cultivate on his own, watching the “clear qi” bustling inside his dantian was enough.

Until noon—

All of Yu Ke’s cavities were fully repaired, save one.

Yu Ke’s spirit tensed.

As one clear qi flowed in, then two, three… up to nine.

The stagnant blood was expelled.

In an instant—

Yu Ke felt his entire body unblocked, his mind suddenly sharp.

He felt three jin lighter; before, sitting or standing always felt like a stone pressing on his chest, making breathing hard.

Now, he felt refreshed and clear-headed!

“Awesome!”

When he came to his senses—

Yu Ke’s nostrils caught a foul stench, overwhelmingly nauseating.

He glanced around, realizing it was the odor of the stagnant blood and clots his body had expelled.

So stinking!

His clothes were soaked through, as if he’d just been dug out of a filthy swamp.

The smell was indescribable—it stung his eyes, utterly revolting.

Yu Ke nearly threw up!

Fortunately—

The inner chamber had a bathing area; in this outer sect, lodging conditions were excellent, but required payment to the sect, like water and property fees from his past life.

His former self had paid five years’ worth in one go—he could use it freely.

As he stepped into the bath, water splashed, leaving a pool of black sludge on the floor.

After washing, he changed into a fresh set of clothes.

Now, he felt utterly refreshed, as if the whole world had brightened.

Yet the dantian no longer produced that clear qi; the existing qi had quietly sunk back into the dantian, vanished without a trace.

He could no longer sense it at all.

It seemed it had been fully consumed.

When he tried to move qi again, his meridians still throbbed with pain.

He still couldn’t cultivate.

After his Dao foundation shattered, his meridians had been damaged, some even rerouted by qi surges—none escaped unscathed.

Though the cavities were now repaired, without resolving the meridian damage, his cultivation path remained choked with thorns.

“Hard!”

Yu Ke sighed softly.

What’s done is done—first, fill his stomach.

It was noon; his stomach growled loudly.

Yu Ke took out spirit rice, set up a large pot, lit the fire, and began cooking.

The leftover beef from last night was tossed in; no vegetables, but it became a delicious stew.

He waited patiently for the meal to cook, utterly focused.

Mostly because he was starving!

At this moment, Yu Ke’s gaze sharpened.

There, a purple silhouette appeared at the doorway.

Her figure was astonishingly curvaceous, her posture graceful.

Her long legs, sleek and slender, were tightly outlined by purple silk stockings.

It was the elegant woman from yesterday.

Yu Ke felt a flicker of doubt—why had this beautiful woman come again today?

Was that white-clad boy perhaps a “mama’s boy,” unable to live without his mother?

Know this!

Since he was sent here, not once in the past three or four years had his parents come to see him.

The beautiful woman sensed the gaze, turned, and looked back at Yu Ke with a radiant smile.

Yu Ke gave a slight nod, then picked up the food and entered the room.

He was truly hungry—the food smelled better than people.

The beautiful woman was slightly startled; she rarely encountered someone who showed no interest in her beauty.

She stared at Yu Ke’s back, a question forming in her mind.

She felt that the boy she had met yesterday seemed slightly different today.

That indescribable feeling, though, eluded her.

If there was any change,

it was plainly visible—the boy looked noticeably more handsome and fair-skinned than yesterday.

(End of Chapter)