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[Ding! Crimson Blood Ganoderma +1 equipped!]

In an instant, a warm medicinal power spread from Mu Yang's body, like spring sunshine melting snow, nourishing his internal organs.

Nourished by this power, the circulation of his blood and true energy within his body increased significantly.

This is the renewed emphasis on the "tonifying qi and strengthening blood" entry.

Mu Yang only sensed it slightly before focusing most of his attention on his dantian.

The originally dense and mellow mid-grade true qi in the dantian was now being gently stirred by an invisible hand, and began to slowly rotate.

At first, it was just a tiny ripple, but then it got faster and faster, more and more rapid.

Eventually, a visible vortex forms in the center of the dantian.

As the vortex appeared, Mu Yang clearly felt that his dantian seemed to be pulled by an extremely strong centripetal force.

Before a breakthrough, even if this pulling force doesn't damage the dantian, it might still cause it to show signs of cracking.

"No wonder it requires the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm to use. If one uses it rashly without meeting the required dantian quality, it will only bring disaster!"

Mu Yang sighed and continued to look at his dantian.

As a visible vortex appeared, two thousand strands of mid-grade true qi were drawn into it from the dantian.

Then, the true energy is like grain being thrown into a millstone, being repeatedly ground and squeezed.

It's like being tempered and refined in a furnace.

Even during the transformation of his true qi, Mu Yang felt a slight pressure on his body.

Although extremely weak, even with his physique possessing the strength of 150,000 jin in one arm, he could feel a slight discomfort, demonstrating the difficulty of generating superior-grade true qi.

"No wonder only Qi Condensation Realm martial artists who have broken through the three times of tendon and bone tempering can attempt to condense high-grade true qi. If one's physique is not up to standard, let alone the transformation of true qi, one might even accidentally damage one's dantian and meridians." Mu Yang exclaimed inwardly.

Fortunately, while he may not be able to speak for himself in other aspects, he is quite confident in his physical abilities.

A little pressure, gone in a flash.

After about a dozen breaths, until the vortex reached its maximum, the first wisp of complete true energy flew out from the vortex.

If mid-grade true qi is like light clouds in a mountain stream, then high-grade true qi is like deep fog in a valley—thick and solid.

Almost a physical entity.

"So this is high-grade true qi...?"

Mu Yang channeled a wisp of high-grade true energy to his fingertips.

A milky white glow suddenly appeared on my fingertips.

Its luster is very faint, far less than that of fluorite.

However, compared to transparent low-grade true qi and semi-transparent mid-grade true qi, it is already a qualitative leap.

"A wisp of true energy increases strength by four hundred; truly worthy of being top-grade true energy!"

After carefully sensing the power amplification brought by the true energy at his fingertips, Mu Yang's lips curled up slightly.

A wisp of true energy increases his strength by 400. Once his dantian is filled with true energy, that's 5,000 times 400, a total increase of 2 million units of strength.

When he encountered Bao Ping again, he didn't even need to use the Howling Soul to assist him; he could simply raise his hand and push him past.

Just as he was thinking this, true qi began to continuously fly out from the vortex within his dantian.

Ten strands, a hundred strands, three hundred strands...

Before long, one-fifth of his dantian was filled.

"Huh? There are still more?"

Seeing that there were already a thousand strands of true qi in his dantian, and that the qi vortex was still inhaling and exhaling true qi, Mu Yang was startled.

But he soon understood.

This is the medicinal power of the Crimson Blood Ganoderma (+1) itself.

As a fourth-tier precious medicine, and even enhanced, it not only amplifies the quality of true qi, but also possesses pure medicinal power that unblocks meridians.

Although most of the medicinal power was used to purify his true qi, even a small portion remaining was enough to bring him a considerable amount of true qi.

As expected, the cyclone continued.

One thousand one hundred strands, one thousand three hundred strands, one thousand five hundred strands...

Until the cyclone dissipated, Mu Yang's dantian was found to be half full.

"Two thousand five hundred strands of true energy!"

After seeing the amount of true energy, Mu Yang's lips curled up slightly.

After the quality of his true qi improved, the amount of true qi in his dantian increased instead of decreasing.

This Crimson Blood Ganoderma is truly a wonderful thing!

"It's a pity that the number of equipment slots is limited, otherwise I could equip martial arts techniques or pills."

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Mu Yang looked at the full contents of his sleeve pocket and sighed inwardly.

If only three or five fourth-tier monsters could spawn in front of him right now.

Mu Yang shook his head, banishing the unrealistic idea from his mind.

He refocused his attention on the six sleeve pockets on the table.

Four blue and two white, some large and some small.

The largest is 125 cubic meters, and the smallest is only 1 cubic meter.

"These many sleeve pouches are quite troublesome to carry. Why not upgrade them and make one big one?"

Sleeve pouches that can store things are indeed quite nice, but they can't be stacked, so you can't carry a bunch of sleeve pouches every time you go out.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yang placed the 15-foot square sleeve, which is 125 cubic meters, into the reinforced main body column.

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[Ding! Detected that the host has selected (Small Sleeve Pouch), (Small Sleeve Pouch), (Small Sleeve Pouch) as enhancement materials. Would you like to use them to enhance the main item—Small Sleeve Pouch [15 feet square]?]

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[Ding! Detected that the main body's tier is four, with a minimum affix quality of blue; the material's tier is four, with a minimum affix quality of blue. The enhancement conditions are met. The quality of any affix on the main body will be increased!]

......

[Ding! The main item - Small Sleeve Pouch - has been upgraded, and its attribute quality has been improved!]

[Storage (Blue) → Storage (Purple)]

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[Item: Small Sleeve Pouch +1]

[Rank: Fourth Rank]

【Equipment Effect: ①Storage (Purple): Can hold non-living objects, with a space size of 45 feet square (approximately 3375 cubic meters)】

[Conditions for permanent curing: ......]

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As expected, the side length of the space tripled, and its volume increased to twenty-seven times its original size.

3375 cubic meters is already a fairly large space.

Let alone the few things on Mu Yang's body, even if there were ten or eight more monster corpses, it wouldn't fill half of the space.

"That should be enough."

Mu Yang put everything into his sleeve pocket and nodded in satisfaction.

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at the same time.

Pingwei Escort Agency, located within Qinghe County.

Inside the underground seclusion room.

"Hahaha, it's done! I've finally succeeded!"

A loud, energetic laugh rang out from the secluded chamber, making the stone door vibrate.

The laughter, as loud as a bell, echoed through the empty underground space, even shaking the dust off the walls.

Amidst laughter, a tall, burly old man emerged from the doorway.

His hair was gray, his face was resolute, his eyes were bright and piercing, and his body was filled with surging true energy, making him imposing.

It was Bao Tian, ​​the founder of Pingwei Escort Agency and a fifth-level Qi Convergence Realm martial artist!

After more than a month of seclusion, he successfully opened up the fifth major meridian and officially entered the mid-stage of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Finally, he reached the same level as the heads of the Lei and Mei families, as well as the chief constable of the police station.

"From this day forward, who in Qinghe County will dare to disrespect me, Bao Tian!"

Bao Tian strode out of the seclusion room, full of vigor and confidence.

However, as soon as he stepped out of his seclusion room and into his study, his brow suddenly furrowed.

The old steward Zhou An, who had served him for many years, had disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, looking as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, and was very haggard.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong?"