Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past three days, Qin Le has been learning clay creation from Nuwa in his sea of ​​consciousness—and this has been done at a hundred times the speed of time.

The long hours of intensive practice have yielded remarkable results. Now, Qin Le's clay sculptures already possess half the charm of Nuwa's works.

As for the fine-tuning and control after injecting the Great Dao of Creation, Qin Le has made rapid progress, and the gap between him and Nuwa is now negligible—that difference is more of a natural distance in terms of strength and realm.

After all, he might be clumsy when it comes to manual labor, but when it comes to controlling things at the level of the Great Dao... he's anything but clumsy.

During these three days, Lin Wanrou's hair coloring agent also completed its final adjustments, officially passed the alliance's inspection, and was put on sale.

The hair coloring agent was an instant hit upon its release, sparking a frenzy among countless people—the reason being that it had a very serious side effect in Lin Wanrou's eyes:

It can increase the user's spiritual affinity during the course of the medicine—albeit by only 10%.

But for countless cultivators with low affinity for spiritual energy, this is simply a divine pill that can defy the heavens and change their fate!

It works even on a genius like Lu Qingshuang who has 100% affinity.

Even Laozi was alarmed and personally took the elixir formula to study it for a whole day. He then successfully improved it into an enhanced version that could increase affinity by 30%.

However, the problem is that the refining cost of Laozi's improved version is more than a hundred times that of the original.

After discussions among the alliance's top management, it was finally decided that only Lin Wanrou's original hair coloring powder would be sold in the regular market; Lao Jun's improved version would be distributed as a special reward in limited quantities.

Before Qin Le comprehended the Dao of Immortality, Lin Wanrou would never have considered this a side effect. She might even have spent all her family's wealth to refine an improved version of Laozi's teachings—she would have been willing to spend any amount of money as long as her son could cultivate normally.

But now that Qin Le has comprehended the Dao of Immortality, she doesn't need to worry about her lifespan at all. Therefore, the effect of increasing affinity is, in her eyes, a pure side effect.

She certainly wouldn't waste time and money to refine that expensive version—her son wouldn't need it anyway.

Lin Wanrou is still refining hair color pills, but only to complete the initial mass production task assigned by the alliance.

Once other alchemists have mastered the technique, she probably won't even bother to glance at it again.

Around noon, Lin Wanrou was in the small herb garden in the backyard, replenishing the spirit liquid pool where Qingyan resided with spirit stones. The spirit ginseng in the pool stirred slightly, and Qingyan's illusory image appeared.

"Qingyan, what's wrong?" Lin Wanrou asked, looking up.

After spending these three days together, she had learned the name of this extraordinary creature.

Qingyan did not answer directly, but pointed to the window of Qin Le's room on the second floor of the villa.

"What is your relationship with that person?" she asked softly.

Although Lin Wanrou didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, she still answered truthfully, "He's my son. What's wrong?"

"Could you call him over for me?" Qingyan hesitated for a moment. "I'd like to... speak with him alone."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go get him."

Lin Wanrou replenished the spirit stones in the formation and then turned to go inside.

Before long, Qin Le arrived at the herb garden alone. Lin Wanrou returned to the alchemy room—for her, refining hair-coloring pills step by step was rather boring, but fortunately, she didn't have any new research directions recently.

"What do you want from me?" Qin Le asked, looking at Qing Yan's illusory figure with some confusion.

Qingyan's expression was unusually serious: "Have you... comprehended the Great Dao of Creation?"

Qin Le's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was shaken.

"Mother Nuwa, didn't you say... no one would be able to tell?" He couldn't help but ask in his mind.

All the Daoist charm and Daoist fluctuations emanating from him were disguised by Nuwa herself, so as not to let people realize that he had comprehended the Great Dao rather than the Immortal Dao.

But now, Qingyan has seen through it all at a glance?

The sage's methods... were actually seen through?

"Alright." Nuwa's voice remained calm: "She didn't 'see' it, she guessed it."

"You guessed it?" Qin Le asked, puzzled.

"All things in heaven and earth are naturally close to the Dao. And the 'Great Dao' is above the Dao—so when she sees you, she will instinctively feel 'danger.' She can naturally deduce that... you have touched the level of the Great Dao."

Nuwa explained it very clearly: this has nothing to do with strength, but is purely a special connection between the spirits of heaven and earth. This fundamental difference cannot be completely concealed even by a sage.

It's like painting a piece of steel with wood grain paint; it looks like wood, but that doesn't change the fact that it's steel.

Qin Le understood, but remained outwardly calm. He looked at Qing Yan, his tone as usual:

"What...are you trying to do with this?"

"Don't misunderstand," Qingyan quickly explained, "I'm not trying to threaten you. I just... want to make a deal with you."

She knew very well that Qin Le was a direct disciple of the sage, and threatening him would be tantamount to courting death—she wasn't that stupid.

"What kind of deal?" Qin Le asked, showing some interest.

To be honest, he had almost no desire for external things. Even Qingyan herself didn't attract him much.

"I am willing to give you five drops of my primordial essence blood every month," Qingyan said, enunciating each word clearly. "In return... you will give me a wisp of the power of the Great Dao of Creation every month."

The power of the Great Dao has an irresistible attraction to the spiritual things of heaven and earth, especially the Great Dao of Creation.

Even if Qin Le only comprehends the Immortal Path of Creation, she is still willing to trade—only the price will be reduced to two drops of essence blood per month.

Qin Le did not immediately agree, but instead asked Nuwa in his heart:

"Mother Nuwa, can we switch?"

"Sure." Nuwa chuckled. "The price is reasonable. Although you don't need it yourself, you can leave it for your mother... for scientific research."

Upon hearing this, Qin Le looked at Qing Yan and smiled:

"Deal. The primordial essence blood... you can give it to my mom."

"Thanks."

Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile appearing on her face.

"I'll give you the Great Dao of Creation first." Qin Le raised his hand, and a wisp of profound and flowing power of creation gently touched the spirit ginseng's body.

Qingyan's true form trembled slightly, while her illusory face couldn't hide her joy—the power of the Great Dao was crucial for the growth of spiritual beings in heaven and earth. This was the key for them to break through their bottlenecks and reach higher levels.

"I will give the essence of my blood to your mother shortly," she solemnly promised.

"Okay, I'll be going now if there's nothing else." Qin Le waved his hand and turned to leave.

He had no idea what this wisp of the Great Dao of Creation, which meant nothing to him, meant to Qing Yan. Just as he didn't know how precious the primordial essence of heaven and earth was in the eyes of an alchemist.

The world of young people is always much simpler.

Behind him, Qingyan gazed at his retreating figure, gently stroking the spirit ginseng, her eyes shining brightly.

This deal... is crucial to her future.