Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Chapter 80 Compensating for Innate Fertility with Acquired Inherent ...

"I just brought it back casually; what you do with it is your business."

Chen Chen handed over the Devouring Pouch, and Lu Linglong took it, looked up at him, and smiled.

"You actually went?"

Lu Lin walked down the stairs, her steps lighter than usual.

"The old man hasn't mentioned it all these years," Lu Lin said, standing next to Lu Linglong and looking down at the food pouch in her hand.

"I've always had this person in my heart. Now I can finally move on."

"Thanks. But if he's still being foul-mouthed when he wakes up, I won't hold back."

Chen Chen glanced at her.

"Just kidding." Lu Linglong waved her hand, her tone light, and turned to Lu Lin.

"Tell Grandpa later to stop nagging about it."

Lu Lin nodded in agreement. The Lu family would handle the rest themselves.

Zhang Chulan leaned against the wall and watched this scene unfold. In less than a moment, the Lu siblings had turned the page.

Not a word was mentioned about Nathan Island, nor was it necessary to mention it at all.

Everyone present, except Zhang Lingyu, knew where Chen Chen had brought Li Muxuan back from.

Zhang Lingyu stood up from the folding bed, walked to Lu Linglong's side, and looked down at the unconscious old man on the ground.

"Who is this?"

"Someone who owes the Lu family a debt from the past." Lu Lin's words weren't entirely untrue.

Zhang Lingyu nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Chen Chen walked to the open space in the center of the first-floor room and touched the concrete floor with his fingertips. The sound of his fingernails scraping against the concrete was very faint, like sandpaper rubbing against frosted glass. At the same time, the eyes of several people in the living room turned to him.

As fingertips move across the ground, they leave shallow white scratches on the cement surface. An arc converges into a circle, with lines intersecting and extending within the circle. The direction is neither like the Bagua nor the Nine Palaces, and the turning points have a certain curvature, like the veins of a riverbed washed by water.

Zhang Chulan stared at the scratches on the ground for a moment, but couldn't understand them.

Zhang Lingyu was about to sit back on the folding bed when she turned her head and followed Chen Chen's fingertips, her brows slowly furrowing.

"This pattern—"

Lu Lin leaned against the wall, crossed her arms, and scanned the scratches over and over again.

Lu Linglong stood guard beside Li Muxuan, glancing at the circular array on the ground, then at Zhang Lingyu. This man usually only showed this expression when reading scriptures or practicing martial arts moves. Now, staring at the scratches on the cement ground, his eyes were even more serious than during morning lessons.

After drawing the last line, Chen Chen straightened up, his fingertips covered in a layer of grayish-white cement powder.

He walked to the very center of the circular formation, sat down cross-legged, and looked up at Feng Baobao.

"Sit across from me. You don't have to do anything."

Feng Baobao glanced at Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan nodded, then walked over and sat cross-legged opposite Chen Chen, placing her hands on her knees. After settling in, she glanced at Chen Chen.

"Or is it gathering Qi?"

"Um.

""

Feng Baobao stopped asking and focused her gaze on the tips of her shoes.

The room quieted down.

At first there was nothing. The two people sat facing each other, surrounded by a circle of scratches, while others stood outside the circle watching.

Lu Linglong walked over from Li Muxuan and stood next to Lu Lin.

The air in the formation became a little humid. Zhang Chulan smelled it; it was a faint, slightly astringent smell, similar to the lingering scent in the air after a thunderstorm.

Feng Baobao's sideburns gradually floated up gently. She glanced at her hair and, finding nothing wrong, remained silent.

Zhang Chulan was relieved to see that Feng Baobao didn't react much.

Chen Chen closed his eyes.

In his perception, the Qi of heaven and earth was being drawn into this circle by the formation.

Feng Baobao sat opposite, her soul form glowing quietly.

It is a seamless whole.

The light is full but not overflowing, and it is evenly filled in every direction.

By comparing himself to this, he realized that his original lack of a lower body was more like a congenital deficiency, and even if it was later filled by an unknown force, it was only a form without substance.

But Feng Baobao was different; she truly lacked the three corpses within her soul. Even though Chen Chen sensed the abnormality in her soul, however—

As long as the parts you need are fine, that's fine.

The Dragon Dance was activated in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth penetrates the seams of the soul, corresponding to the natural sense of unity in Feng Baobao's soul, and presses the nodes that are floating on the surface of the filling area deeper and deeper.

Multiple rounds of overlapping.

To outsiders, there was almost no movement in the center of the formation.

The two sat facing each other, the scratches around their bodies remaining perfectly still. Feng Baobao yawned, glanced at Chen Chen's closed eyes, and mouthed to Zhang Chulan: How much longer?

Zhang Chulan gently shook his head.

Zhang Lingyu had been standing there for quite a while, his gaze fixed on the center of the formation. After a moment, he suddenly thought of something.

"It's somewhat like Qimen Dunjia, but not exactly the same—"

Lu Lin glanced at Lu Linglong, who was staring intently at Chen Chen.

"Are you really planning to stand there until they finish work?"

Lu Linglong ignored it, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the circular formation, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

After about half an incense stick's time, the dampness in the air began to subside.

The faint bluish light within the scratches on the ground gradually dimmed from the outer edge down.

Chen Chen opened his eyes.

The feeling of heaviness in the filling area disappeared. After repeated refining, every seam was thoroughly permeated by the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and the stagnation of the soul and the sluggishness of the body finally merged.

The scratches on the ground are still there; they're just ordinary cement scratches that will gradually fade after a few steps.

Feng Baobao stood up and patted her pants.

"Finished?"

"Um."

Zhang Lingyu stared at the scratches on the ground, her lips pursed, and it took her a while to speak. "These lines—could I draw one later?"

Chen Chen glanced at him, then turned to Zhang Chulan.

I owe you a favor.

Zhang Chulan's shoulders twitched. "Don't mention Feng Baobao to anyone."

"This is basic. It's not a favor."

A slight smile appeared on Zhang Chulan's lips.

Chen Chen glanced at Lu Linglong, whose expression was complicated, one last time, shook his head slightly, and then instantly disappeared from the spot.

Lu Linglong was taken aback.

Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu were still staring at the open space.

Feng Baobao stammered, "This person seems pretty nice."

Zhang Chulan picked up his phone and sent a message to Xu San.

That's all.

After sending the message, I flipped my phone over and placed it on the windowsill, leaning my back against the wall, and exhaled a sigh of relief from the stress that had accumulated throughout the day.

When Chen Chen reappeared, he was in an unnamed mountain valley.

Moonlight streamed in from behind the mountain ridge, casting a cold gray hue over the pebbles and withered grass beneath our feet.

He chose a secluded rock face, sheltered from the wind, where the valley was quiet.

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After the soul is restored, sexual cultivation far surpasses physical cultivation.

I need to make up for my lost life force.

Chen Chen sat down cross-legged on the pile of pine needles.

The divine sense sank into the body and swept along the meridians one by one. When the heaven and earth flowed through the meridians, the meridians could bear the flow, but the physical body as a whole could not keep up with the speed of the flow.

It's like water flowing through a pipe; the pipe is open, but the walls are too thin.

There is a subtle delay in every connection between body and soul.

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