The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Pan Yun: "There's no harm in trying. I don't have to refine the Merit Stone into myself. This is all under consideration. Don't be so sure."

Pan Xiaohei turned around and pointed his fat butt at her: "Don't ask me, just do whatever you want."

"That won't work. You and I are one. I need your cooperation in this matter."

Pan Xiaohei turned his head and glared: "You eat yourself, why should I cooperate with you?"

Pan Yun: "Although I really want to try it myself, I really can't do it, so I want you to try it for me."

Pan Xiaohei's eyes widened: "You want me to eat you?"

Pan Yun stretched out his hand and placed it on its head, stroking it gently again and again, and threatened with a faint smile: "Is there anyone more suitable than you?"

Pan Xiaohei shuddered under her hands and didn't want to eat it. Not even if eating it could make him become an immortal instantly.

However, it has no say in this, just like its body is held in Pan Yun's hand. Whether to exist or to be annihilated is just a matter of her thought.

Pan Xiaohei regretted it again. Why did he think that she was the youngest and easiest to control in the institute, and chose her soul to travel through time and space?

This person is so cruel. He is so cruel to himself. I can’t imagine how cruel he is to others.

Pan Yun waved his hand and put the spiritual realm into the Niwan Palace, then took out a box from the spiritual realm space.

Open the box and you will find a complete set of measuring instruments.
This was prepared for them by Wang Feiyin.

After all, Sanqing Mountain focuses on medicine, and alchemy is their main job.

When studying elixirs, quantity is an essential part, so every time Wang Feiyin accepted a disciple, he would go down the mountain and spend a large sum of money to custom-make a set of measuring instruments, including weighing machines and volumetric machines.

He would give one to the child every festival. According to Miaozhen, if they had not suddenly decided to come to Longhushan Academy to study, he would have given them this set of measuring instruments for nine years, starting from the age of three and finishing them by the age of twelve.

Save on gifts.

Miao Zhenmiao and their friends receive several kinds of measuring instruments every year. Pan Yun is lucky as they can gather all of them at Sanqing Mountain in one year.

Pan Jun picked up a measuring cup and was about to put it down, but after thinking about it, he decided to change it.

Pan Xiaohei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the measuring cup getting smaller. To be honest, he really didn't want to do it.

Those monsters didn't understand Pan Jun, so they thought she was delicious, but in their eyes, she was like a smelly, hard stone.

Even if it sometimes exudes a strong delicious aroma and is briefly tempted by it, it still doesn't find it tempting to eat it.

Pan Yun was decisive. After making his decision, he used his sword to poke a bloody hole in his wrist.

She stared at the measuring cup, perhaps because she was afraid that if the amount was too little, the effect would be small and it would be difficult to calculate, so she just filled it to the highest mark.

Pan Yun didn't dare to contaminate the blood, so she stepped aside to stop the bleeding. As soon as the gauze was wrapped around her, she raised her chin and motioned for Pan Xiaohei to come on: "Do it while it's still hot."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

"You've been in the research institute for so many years, you know what data I need, right?" Pan Yun said, "I hope the data you give me can be more accurate."

Pan Xiaohei: "What if the blood is useless?"

Pan Yun grinned at it and said, "Then let's change the meat. I have already decided where you will eat the meat."

If blood and flesh are useless...

A cold light flashed in Pan Yun's eyes, and his consciousness fell on the Niwan Palace. That was a problem with the soul.

Want to eat her consciousness, they dream!
Pan Xiaohei always felt that she did this not just to find a solution to the problem of merit manifestation, but he couldn't figure out why. He could only obey the order, stepped forward, silently lowered his head and drank the blood in the cup...

Pan Yun stared closely at its reaction.

A look of surprise flashed across the cat's face. It turned out that this could actually help with cultivation.

The cat's eyes met Pan Yun's. The cat was confused, but the man's eyes lit up: "I didn't know I was so awesome!"

Pan Jun came closer and asked excitedly: "How is it? How much is the gain?" Pan Xiaohei: "... Wait a little longer."

After a quarter of an hour, Pan Xiaohei felt that the growth of his energy had stopped, and then he looked up at Pan Jun.

Pan Jun signaled it to speak quickly.

Pan Xiaohei: "You know, I am a cat now."

"I know, I know, how much is the gain?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Then you should also know that my current cultivation is extremely low, right? I am only slightly stronger than an ordinary cat, and I still rely on my claws and mouth to fight."

The excited Pan Yun calmed down a little and narrowed his eyes: "Just tell me the specific gain. I am a mature researcher and can judge for myself. How come, because your cultivation is low, this cup of blood makes your cultivation increase significantly?"

Pan Xiaohei said nothing.

Pan Yun moved closer and asked in a low voice, "How much has it increased?"

Pan Xiaohei stretched out his front paw and said, "Because my cultivation is too low, it has increased by about 50%."

Before stabbing himself with the sword, Pan Jun had probed the cat's background and knew its approximate level of cultivation.

She looked at it with disdain: "It's only 50%, with your level of cultivation, 50%... the blood gain is very ordinary."

It's more than just ordinary, it's extremely ordinary, because the higher the level of cultivation, the more energy is required to break through.

Pan Xiaohei has just entered the first level. If he wants to break through, he must accumulate at least ten thousand times his current energy.

The little bit of blood force that increases seems huge for Pan Xiaohei as an individual, but in the overall environment, this increase is not worth mentioning at all.

Pan Jun put his hand on Pan Xiaohei's head: "Tell me your number."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

Pan Yun narrowed his eyes: "If you don't want to report it, I can measure it for you again."

Pan Xiaohei said angrily: "I reported it, so you won't measure it?"

"If you report it, I won't be so harsh. I'll measure your entire body."

Pan Xiaohei was angry, but still reported the specific numbers.

Pan Yun was right. It was neither a human nor a cat, but a spirit. It habitually digitized everything, including its cultivation and energy.

Pan Yun touched its head, and his Yuanli circulated through its body. When he realized that it was not lying, he withdrew his hand.

Pan Yun almost immediately calculated the buff effect of her blood in her head, with the data accurate to a single drop of blood, and then extrapolated it to the blood in her entire body...

Pan Yun murmured: "We need to count the meat first, so that the data will be more accurate."

Pan Xiaohei: "One more thing..."

Pan Yun looked over.

Pan Xiaohei: "I feel like the new energy I gained is a bit strange."

Pan Yun immediately paid attention: "What's so strange about it?"

Pan Xiaohei shook his head: "I can't tell."

Pan Jun thought thoughtfully: "It may be because he didn't eat meat. The blood must be mixed with the meat."

As she was about to take action, Pan Xiaohei immediately stretched out his claws to hold her hand, staring at her with wide eyes: "Pan Yun, don't provoke me to scold you, my cultivation has only increased by 50%, do you want me to explode and die?"

Pan Yun frowned: "If you absorb too much energy at once, will your monsters explode and die? Then how do they determine the dosage when they want to eat me?"

Pan Xiaohei: "...When people are blinded by profit, they will lose their rationality, let alone monsters? If their bodies explode, they will die. But I am not them, I am a spirit, and I am rational!" (End of this chapter)