Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

Mu Zi pursed her lips, her jade-like hand brushing across her cheek, quickly concealing her shocking true appearance once more.

Looking at the girl's eyes, which had returned to their usual indifference behind her veil, Lin Dong felt a pang of regret for no apparent reason.

"Have you seen enough?"

Feeling the man's gaze fixed on her face, Mu Zi's eyes flickered slightly, then she subtly changed the subject: "By the way, what did you do? How did you get into this state?"

The girl's gaze swept over Lin Dong's pale face, her eyebrows slightly raised. He looked so weak that anyone who didn't know better would think he was a sickly person.

There's a saying that goes something like, "A delicate flower reflected in water, a slender willow swaying in the breeze." This description fits Lin Dong perfectly.

He even wanted to call her "Sister Zi'er" to gain some verbal advantage, because that girl's coquettish manner was just like the real "Lin Daiyu".

Lin Dong had no reason to hide anything from Miss Mu, and explained his private attempts in detail.

"Integrating Qi and Blood? That's a good approach."

A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Zi's eyes. She couldn't tell that Lin Dong did have some comprehension, but he was a bit impulsive. He rushed in without making thorough preparations. This decisive and swift action was in line with Lin Dong's usual style.

The girl placed her slender hand on Lin Dong's chest, sensing his current state. The residual aura of the golden blood eruption allowed Mu Zi to make a judgment about the nature of this power.

"You were lucky to be able to successfully integrate Qi and blood with Yuan power this time. That kind of method is still too early for you. Fortunately, your body is still in good condition and your foundation has not been damaged."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong also showed a look of admiration: "The foundation of the Sacred Body is indeed formidable. It actually allowed me to generate golden blood energy without even realizing it. It truly deserves to be called one of the top physiques in the world after reaching its Great Perfection!"

"..."

Mu Zi fell silent, her gaze towards Lin Dong filled with complex emotions. The "Sacred Body" she had casually mentioned back then had not only been taken seriously by Lin Dong, but had actually sprouted a glimmer of hope.

If Lin Dong can always stay on the right path and develop his physical potential to the extreme, no one can say for sure how far he will go in the future.

Mu Zi's gaze fell on Lin Dong, and she had to start to re-evaluate the man in front of her. After all, he had indeed given her some surprises this time and did something unexpected.

Could it be... that he really is a genius?

"Don't get carried away. This is just the beginning. There's still a very long way to go before you truly achieve the Great Perfection of the Holy Body. That's not something you should be thinking about right now."

Seeing that Lin Dong's tail was starting to wag, Mu Zi gave a soft snort and decided to pour cold water on him.

In reality, Lin Dong's ability to fuse different kinds of power at the Yuan Dan realm has nothing to do with the so-called Sacred Body.

The reason he was able to do this, besides a stroke of luck, was mainly due to the innate talent brought about by his perfect foundation building, which allowed Lin Dong to achieve a level of physical control that was difficult for ordinary people to reach.

The fusion of power, primarily based on qi and blood, is relatively easier for Lin Dong now, allowing him to reach areas that many powerful individuals cannot attain in their entire lives during the early stages of his cultivation.

Of course, premature exposure to abilities beyond one's current level also has its drawbacks. With Lin Dong's current foundation, condensing even a single drop of fused blood energy is his limit; any more would drain him dry. Furthermore, the destructive power of such energy release is not something Lin Dong can easily withstand at his current level.

In other words, even if Lin Dong were to unleash his power now, he would quickly "wither" and suffer a backlash. Overall, this method is somewhat ineffective.

"You are not allowed to be so reckless in the future. Without my permission, you must not attempt to master any skills you have not yet mastered."

Looking at Lin Dong's pale and weak face, Mu Zi said with a hint of warning, "This time I'll teach you a lesson. You'll have to recover your lost energy on your own."

Seeing Lin Dong smile wryly and nod in agreement, Mu Zi's expression softened slightly. She then found a place to sit down in the room, casually took out the broken sword tip she had obtained from the royal family, and examined it in a nonchalant manner.

The alien power faintly seeping from the sword tip was of a higher nature than Yuan Power, but it seemed to be rejected by this world, somewhat out of place, and exuded an evil aura.

Mu Zi seemed to be deep in thought. From this, one could glimpse that there must be a much wider world beyond the Tianxuan Continent, and the source of the strange power at the tip of the sword was very likely from that place.

"Extraterrestrial demons, invaders..."

Recalling the records of the ancient catastrophe she had read in ancient books that day, a sense of enlightenment arose in Mu Zi's heart.

"However, my power doesn't seem to belong to this world either."

Mu Zi's eyes were deep. The Primordial Purple Qi she cultivated was essentially a higher level of energy that surpassed Yuan Power. Even without using the supernatural powers and profound techniques inherited from her, the suppression of power level alone was enough to make Mu Zi invincible in battle.

That power seemed to originate from the very source of the world, encompassing all the mysteries of heaven and earth; perhaps it could be called—source power.

However, unlike the power of the extraterrestrial demons which is rejected by heaven and earth, the source power that Mu Zi possesses is perhaps due to its extremely high nature, so even this world is helpless against it, as if it dares not have any thoughts of disobeying her.

Therefore, although Mu Zi's power may have come from beyond the heavens, there was no sign of corruption. Compared to the sinister magic, her power appeared so holy, as if it were the righteous path.

Although Mu Zi didn't care whether the power appeared evil or not, it could at least reduce some unnecessary trouble for her—she didn't want to be treated as a witch wherever she went, with people shouting to kill her and even wanting to exorcise her.

If that day ever comes, Mu Zi might unleash a massacre, and Lin Dong probably wouldn't risk fighting the whole world for her sake...

Just as Mu Zi was staring blankly at the tip of the sword in her hand, Lin Dong, who was standing next to her, was slightly shaken and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Miss Mu, what is that in your hand? May I take a look?"

"Sure." Mu Zi's eyes were calm, and with a gentle toss of her hand, the tip of the sword landed steadily in Lin Dong's palm.

What is this? Why is it causing the stone talisman to react...?

Lin Dong's gaze froze on the barely perceptible black dot at the tip of the sword, his pupils shrinking involuntarily. Lin Dong opened his left hand, and a milky white rune was faintly visible in his palm, trembling continuously, as if the stone rune was instinctively resisting the power seeping from the tip of the sword.

The strange change in the stone talisman also alerted the little sable hiding inside. Its senses spread out, and the moment it touched the black dot on the tip of the sword, a chill ran through its entire body.

"Could this aura be... a demonic entity?"