Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

Mu Zi stood with one hand behind her back, her gaze calm and unwavering: "You've basically adapted to the gravity field now. Continuing to train like this will only slow down your progress."

"If you want to continue to improve, you need external forces to baptize you, thoroughly solidify your foundation, and break through the limits of the physical body."

"Baptism?" Lin Dong's eyes widened in surprise. It sounded like some kind of special ritual. Such a cultivation method was unheard of in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Mu Zi nodded slightly, then glanced at Lin Dong and casually said, "The so-called baptism is to bathe in essence and blood, use profound methods to strengthen your bones and improve your talent, so that your physical potential can undergo a qualitative change."

"If certain conditions are met, it might be possible to transform your acquired constitution into an innate one and awaken a special physique."

"Special physique?"

Lin Dong was puzzled by what he heard and looked at the beauty in white. He knew that since Miss Mu had brought it up, it must have been for no reason. But before the latter could speak, a slightly lazy, high-pitched voice rang in Lin Dong's mind.

"You're really ignorant, kid. There are countless talents for cultivation in this world. Some people are born with special physiques. What's so strange about that?"

"Little Marten, you're finally awake?" Hearing Little Marten's familiar tone, Lin Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This unreliable guy hadn't made a sound for a month. If the stone talisman hadn't shown any unusual activity, he would have really been worried that something might have happened to Little Marten.

Seemingly sensing Lin Dong's inner doubts, Little Marten let out a soft snort, a hint of human-like mockery flashing in its narrow eyes.

"Did you think Lord Mink liked to sleep soundly in the stone talisman? You two are always so lovey-dovey, what is Lord Mink doing out here? Being a third wheel!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong fell silent, seemingly unwilling to discuss the matter, and casually changed the subject: "What exactly is this special physique you mentioned earlier?"

Little Marten didn't notice Lin Dong's unusual behavior and then said in a casual tone, "The so-called special physique can be understood as a kind of aptitude for cultivation, which is somewhat similar to the bloodline of us demon beasts, except that it is generally unique to humans."

"Lord Mink once saw a fellow with a pure Yang physique. Tsk tsk, that talent was truly formidable. His cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and in less than a hundred years, he grew into a giant in the Chaotic Demon Sea, possessing extraordinary power. Even my Heavenly Demon Mink Clan has to take such a strongman seriously. Lin family boy, you are still far from being a match for him!"

Lin Dong automatically ignored the sarcastic tone in Xiao Diao's words and was secretly amazed by the strength of the special physique she mentioned. Although Xiao Diao's background was somewhat exaggerated, for him, who was currently in a remote part of the Great Yan Dynasty, the overlord of the Demon Realm was an untouchable behemoth. A strong person who could be valued by the Heavenly Demon Diao Clan was undoubtedly an unimaginable existence!

"Is it possible for me to awaken a special constitution?"

Lin Dong felt a faint sense of anticipation. If he could also awaken this so-called "special physique," he would definitely be able to defeat Lin Langtian in the clan competition a few years later. He even imagined his future, wondering if he could rival the powerful figure that Xiao Diao had mentioned.

"I didn't see anything special about your physique, but since that person has spoken, perhaps you have some hidden potential."

Although the little sable instinctively wanted to dampen Lin Dong's spirits, it ultimately refrained from making any overly definitive statements, considering Mu Zi's mysterious and unpredictable methods.

It's better to be safe than sorry. If I'm wrong, I'll be a laughing stock in front of that ignorant Lin Dong.

Just as Lin Dong was feeling excited, Mu Zi's calm voice rang out at the right time, pulling him back to reality from his reverie.

"Whether or not you can awaken a special physique ultimately depends on each person's aptitude. Before you trace back to your origins and build your innate foundation, your origins are contained within. Even I cannot say whether your innate Qi is different from that of ordinary people."

"I have a foundation-building technique that requires thirty-six essence bloods as a guide, supplemented by five elemental elixirs to initiate the baptism."

"I will prepare the elixir for you, as for the thirty-six essence blood, you can obtain them yourself."

"There are many kinds of demonic beasts in the Tianyan Mountains. You should prepare for them in the coming period of time."

Mu Zi casually assigned Lin Dong a task, regardless of whether the latter had any complaints. After all, the baptism was a matter concerning Lin Dong's own path to enlightenment, and he also had to contribute to it. He couldn't just wait for someone else to chew up his food and feed it to him.

Lin Dong's body tempering had reached a bottleneck, and continuing to bury himself in hard training would be of no benefit. Hunting demonic beasts to obtain essence blood and stimulating more potential through actual combat was a win-win situation. Mu Zi did not intend to interfere; she had more important things to do next.

After Lin Dong and Xiao Diao left, Mu Zi immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed her eyes, and sank her consciousness into the Origin Space to begin the deepest level of cultivation.

After a month of continuous day and night cultivation, Mu Zi's body has accumulated a considerable amount of energy. Although this energy is outside the source, it has been refined and tainted by her aura through special means by Mu Zi, and compressed to an extremely pure level. She is just waiting to further merge with the source so that she can try to break through to the second stage of the realm!

Buzz!

Within the primordial space, Mu Zi, completely naked, quietly curled up above the second budding lotus flower. A hazy, clear light surrounded her, perfectly concealing her flawless, ethereal skin and jade-like bones.

Outside, Mu Zi sat cross-legged in her cave, her face serene and peaceful, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. A small, exquisite purple lotus bloomed quietly among her long black hair, making her face, which was faintly visible beneath her veil, appear even more radiant and beautiful, outshining all the flowers.

hum-

As Mu Zi's consciousness gradually faded, the lotus mark adorning her smooth brow began to flicker from time to time, its shimmering light like a dream, making the white-clad fairy's aura even more mysterious and lofty, unforgettable to all who saw her.

Time passed slowly. As Mu Zi entered the critical stage of breaking through the bottleneck, the aura of the lotus mark became increasingly unpredictable. The clear light that appeared and disappeared flickered more and more frequently, as if some kind of force was impacting something.

Finally, the lotus mark was fully illuminated, faintly emitting a nine-colored halo. An indescribable fluctuation permeated from the mark, and behind its ethereal appearance seemed to lie great terror. That fluctuation made the heavens and earth tremble.

The existence of the Nine-Colored Lotus Mark is extremely special, just like... a seal. At this moment, Mu Zi's attempt to forcefully break through the realm with external force is tantamount to attacking that seal.

No one knows what the outcome would be if the seal were broken, but judging from Mu Zi's increasingly subdued soul fluctuations at this moment, she may have encountered some kind of change during her cultivation, thus losing her ability to sense the outside world.