Burial Furnace

"Having cultivation resources is awesome."

Inside the room, Zhang Yuan let out a deep sigh.

He consumed ten high-grade spirit stones, one hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and two bottles of precious pills.

The true energy in my dantian is many times greater than before.

My body is also much stronger than before, my skin is firmer, and my muscles are more powerful.

He took out another mid-grade spirit stone and continued cultivating.

When he had absorbed all the spiritual energy from the spirit stone, Zhang Yuan felt that the true essence in his dantian had reached a critical point.

It was as if a container had finally been filled.

An invisible barrier stood before him, preventing his true essence from growing stronger.

Zhang Yuan held his breath and focused his mind, fully circulating his internal energy through his cultivation technique, controlling all the true energy in his dantian to complete the Great Circulation.

The true energy surged and roared through the meridians like an angry dragon, crashing against the invisible barrier time and time again.

once.

twice.

three times.

Ten times.

Twenty times.

Each impact sent a tearing pain through his meridians, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Thirty times.

Thirty-five times.

Thirty-six times.

"Click—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out inside his body.

That invisible barrier has finally collapsed!

In an instant, a brand new power surged from his dantian, like a flood bursting its banks, sweeping over his entire body.

His meridians are expanding, becoming stronger and wider.

His bones trembled, becoming denser and stronger.

His muscles were twitching and becoming more elastic.

His skin was glowing, becoming smoother and more delicate.

His spiritual power also surged at this moment. His divine sense, which could originally only cover a three-foot radius around him, could now extend to more than ten feet away!

The whole world became clearer in his perception.

He could hear the leaves falling outside the window, smell the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen in the distance, and feel the flow of every bit of spiritual energy in the air.

Zhang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them.

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.

He stood up, walked to the corner of the courtyard, took a deep breath, bent down, hugged the bluestone that weighed at least six hundred pounds, and lifted it with all his might—

He picked her up with surprising ease!

Zhang Yuan put down the bluestone, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and darted out like a gust of wind, appearing at the other end of the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that even he himself couldn't react in time.

They then studied and tested it in detail.

He was surprised to find that:

Its own skin is strong and sturdy, making it difficult for ordinary people to hurt it with swords and blades.

His true essence can cover half an inch of his body, forming a protective aura that reduces the damage from direct attacks.

It can also manipulate objects, such as controlling pebbles and flying needles, which can be launched three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away.

"This...this is way too exaggerated."

An indescribable excitement welled up in Zhang Yuan's heart.

He used to be just an ordinary person, weak and unable to even kill a chicken, and would be out of breath even if he ran a few steps faster.

This is cultivation!

Zhang Yuanping calmed his excited emotions, then returned to his room and sat down at his desk.

Spread out a sheet of talisman paper, pick up the talisman brush, and dip it in talisman ink.

Then, he closed his eyes and recalled the method of drawing the Concealing Breath Talisman in his mind.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, and the pen tip fell.

This time, his wrist no longer trembled, and the pen tip no longer tilted.

True essence flowed into the talisman ink from the tip of the brush, leaving smooth lines on the talisman paper and emitting a faint glow.

As the last stroke was made, a faint light flashed across the talisman paper before fading away.

Zhang Yuan put down the talisman brush, picked up the talisman paper, and examined it carefully.

The runes were smooth and full of spiritual energy. Although they couldn't compare to the high-quality ones sold in Boss Li's shop, they were at least a qualified talisman.

"Success!" Zhang Yuan grinned, but then felt a strong wave of fatigue wash over him, as if all his energy had been drained.

He yawned, his eyelids feeling as heavy as lead.

"As expected, at the second level of Qi Refining, one can only draw one Concealment Talisman per day," he murmured. "To draw an Invisibility Talisman, I'll probably have to wait until the third level of Qi Refining."

He put the Concealing Breath Talisman into his Shadowless Ring and went to sleep.

the next morning.

Zhang Yuan arrived at the bookstore.

The bookseller greeted him warmly, "Mr. Zhang, what would you like to buy today?"

"Is there a secret method to conceal one's aura?" Zhang Yuan asked.

He is now at the second level of Qi Refining, but in order to keep a low profile, he must disguise himself as being at the first level of Qi Refining.

"Yes." The old man took out a jade slip from behind the counter and handed it to Zhang Yuan. "This is a basic Qi Concealment Technique, which can be practiced during the Qi Refining stage. It only costs one mid-grade spirit stone."

Zhang Yuan paid with spirit stones and returned to the shop with the jade slip.

He threw the jade slip into the furnace.

"boom--"

Dark golden flames instantly ignited, engulfing the jade slip.

In less than a breath, the jade was reduced to ashes.

A wisp of primordial power surged from the Immortal Transformation Furnace and flowed into Zhang Yuan's body.

The primordial power, carrying a vast amount of information, flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

He seemed to see an old man with white hair explaining the method of cultivating the Qi Concealment Technique.

How to control the flow of true essence, how to seal the aura within the body, how to simulate a lower level of cultivation... all of this was clearly displayed before his eyes.

When the image disappeared, Zhang Yuan had completely mastered the technique of concealing his aura.

He sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate according to the method in his mind.

His true essence flowed slowly under his control, sealing off the aura within his body and disguising himself as a first-level Qi Refining cultivator.

He got up and walked to the bronze mirror, examining it carefully.

The person in the mirror had a restrained aura and looked like an ordinary Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator, no different from before.

"Perfect." Zhang Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, he can continue to operate the crematorium discreetly.

Otherwise, if he advances too quickly, others will think his business is too good, which will inevitably cause some trouble.

For the next few days, Zhang Yuan's business was pretty good.

A total of five corpses were disposed of: two Foundation Establishment stage corpses and three Qi Refining stage corpses.

They earned four mid-grade spirit stones and six low-grade spirit stones.

However, one thing made Zhang Yuan uneasy.

There has been no news from Wang Hu for three days.

That guy used to send over a batch of corpses every day or two, dumping them at the shop entrance, hoping to make him waste spirit stones on cremation.

"Is that guy planning something big?" Zhang Yuan sat at the counter, his brows furrowed slightly.

Wang Hu, a man who holds grudges and seeks revenge, wouldn't stop without a reason. Either he's brewing a bigger conspiracy, or he's discovered some clues.

Neither of these scenarios is good for him.

"No, I have to go check it out."

Zhang Yuan stood up, stored the Immortal Transformation Furnace in his dantian, changed into a set of night clothes, pushed open the shop door, and went out.