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

The next morning, Qin Le woke up to a violent shaking.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother, Lin Wanrou, sitting on the edge of the bed in a pink and white bathrobe, shaking him vigorously with both hands on her collar: "Son, wake up, wake up..."

"What's wrong..." Qin Le rubbed his eyes, his voice still sleepy.

"I've successfully developed Cat Ear Elixir! You should try it."

Lin Wanrou's eyes lit up. She pried open Qin Le's mouth and, without saying a word, stuffed a pill into his mouth.

She wasn't worried about any problems from taking the pill—with Qin Le's 1% affinity for spiritual energy, the pill's effect would only reach 1% on him. If there were any adverse reactions, she, a top-tier alchemist, could easily handle them.

The elixir melts instantly upon entering the mouth.

The next second, Qin Le sprang straight up from the bed—

"Hiss—! Couldn't you have adjusted the flavor a bit?!"

It was a pure, extreme spiciness that exploded on the tip of the tongue, instantly engulfing the entire body. Qin Le felt as if his internal organs were on fire.

But the effects of the elixir were indeed immediate.

Suddenly, a pair of fluffy black cat ears popped out from Qin Le's head, trembling slightly with his emotions. Even more strangely, he discovered that he could completely control these ears—moving them whenever he wanted, and letting them lie flat whenever he wanted.

"Hehe, you did it! Wear this one."

Lin Wanrou smiled smugly and took out a silver bracelet, putting it on Qin Le's left wrist.

This is a small magical device for recording physical conditions. Lin Wanrou needs to know if the Cat Ear Pill has any other side effects besides making people grow cat ears.

As for its effects on aiding cultivation?

In her opinion, that's not important at all!

After putting the bracelet on Qin Le, Lin Wanrou jumped off the bed with satisfaction and ran back to the alchemy room in a flash.

Qin Le sat on the bed for a while to recover before going to wash up, still sporting the cat ears.

Looking at the two extra furry black ears in the mirror, he sighed helplessly.

Suddenly, a small, illusory clay figure appeared above his head, grinning and saying, "Not bad, it suits you quite well."

It was Nuwa. Her tone clearly carried a hint of schadenfreude.

"What's so suitable about this?" Qin Le asked, both amused and exasperated.

"You probably don't feel it yourself," Nuwa said with a smile, and then the clay figure disappeared.

After washing up, Lin Wanrou came to the living room and was still writing and drawing on the prescription.

Hearing the noise, she suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask, "By the way, son, have you found out who that saint is?"

She had been so focused on having her son try the medicine that she had completely forgotten about this.

"It's your mother," Qin Le said cheekily.

Lin Wanrou was taken aback: "When did your grandmother become a saint? Wasn't she only at the Earth Immortal level?"

Clearly, she didn't realize what was happening.

Qin Le smiled and said seriously, "She is the mother of all of us humans."

Lin Wanrou's eyes widened instantly: "Nuwa, the goddess!?"

There is only one saint who deserves the title of "mother" to all of humanity.

Qin Le nodded: "It's her."

"Then, regarding your spiritual affinity..." Lin Wanrou asked the question she was most concerned about.

Qin Le shook his head: "It's not solved. But you don't need to worry about my lifespan anymore—I'm immortal now, just like you."

From the moment he comprehended the Great Dao of Time and Space, lifespan was no longer a constraint for him.

"I see..." Lin Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, then waved her hand, "Then you go to school, I'll continue researching the pill formulas."

The fundamental reason she cared about Qin Le's cultivation was that she didn't want to watch her son grow old and die in the future.

Now that this most fundamental problem has been solved, everything else is no longer important.

Qin Le smiled, turned around and went out.

Comprehending the great principles of time and space not only resolved his own predicament but also untied the knot in his heart that he shared with his parents.

After all, who would willingly be separated from their loved ones by death?

Upon arriving at the academy, Qin Le noticed that many students had palm-sized phantom figures floating around them—clearly, they were prodigies chosen by the gods.

Meanwhile, the divided souls of the gods were taking this opportunity to curiously observe the changes in the human world.

But most people's attention was focused on Qin Le.

"Wow--!"

"Cat, cat ears!"

"So cute—!"

The girls screamed incessantly. Those fluffy black cat ears paired with Qin Le's face were simply too irresistible. Many couldn't resist pulling out their phones to take photos and videos like crazy.

Qin Le sighed and quickened her pace toward the classroom.

Before even entering, I could hear Chen Yun and Nezha arguing inside—

"Why doesn't this look like it? Isn't it a mecha too?!"

"The most important thing about a mecha is its humanoid form! How can it still resemble a human with three heads and eight arms?"

"But when you use your three heads and eight arms, you don't even look human!"

"..."

Qin Le peeked out and saw Chen Yun sitting on the table, arguing heatedly with the illusory Nezha figure floating in front of him.

The phantom of Nezha was no bigger than the palm of your hand, yet it exuded an imposing aura, with its hands on its hips, giving off an air of utter naiveté.

Although he hadn't heard the beginning, Qin Le had already guessed what the two were arguing about.

He walked into the classroom, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The girls gasped in suppressed surprise when they saw his cat ears.

"Qin Le, how did you get those cat ears?" a girl asked, daring to come closer.

Qin Le said helplessly, "I used it to test the medicine on my mother."

Everyone suddenly realized—just like with the previous Sheng Hua Dan, Qin Le was once again the first guinea pig to test the drug.

He came to school with a sunflower on his head, which became a campus legend that day.

Back in his seat, Qin Le glanced at Chen Yun and Nezha, who were still locked in a fierce debate, and casually remarked, "Why not just apply the three-headed, eight-armed magic to the mecha?"

Chen Yun and Nezha were both taken aback.

Nezha suddenly slapped his forehead: "That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"

Chen Yun frowned: "The idea is good... but how exactly do we do it?"

Qin Le's suggestion sounded brilliant, but he couldn't think of a way to implement it for the time being.

"Try it yourself first," Qin Le said casually. "I'll tell you if you really can't figure it out. Also, let me remind you—with your current weapon-refining skills, you probably can't do it yet. And you can't afford the materials either."

Although Qin Le often provides guidance to others, he doesn't want people to become overly dependent on him. Most of the people who come to him for advice are those who have tried things on their own without success.

Visiting directly like Chen Yun and Lu Qingshuang did yesterday is a special case—after all, there's only one month left until the actual college entrance exam, so mastering the supernatural abilities as soon as possible will make it easier for them to secure the top two spots.

Even if they didn't come, the dean would probably come to ask Qin Le for help himself.

"Alright..." Chen Yun scratched his head, then suddenly remembered something: "By the way, did you find out who the sage who took you as his disciple was?"

This is a question that the whole class—even the whole school—and even everyone is curious about.