“Where is the Heavenly Realm alchemy technique I asked for?” Lin Chen asked directly.
“Hmph!” Xia Qingyue let out a cold snort, then raised her jade-like hand and lightly tapped his forehead.
In that instant, a vast torrent of information surged into Lin Chen’s mind.
[Record of the Alchemist’s Heart.]
The path of alchemy was complex and profound, involving medicinal theory, fire control, purification, refinement, and pill condensation…
This Record of the Alchemist’s Heart contained exquisite alchemy methods originating from the Heavenly Realm.
A surge of joy rose in Lin Chen’s chest. Now that his goal had been achieved, he only needed to win the life-and-death battle against Lin Hu. After that, he would test just how powerful these Heavenly Realm alchemy methods truly were.
Without wasting any more words with Xia Qingyue, Lin Chen shifted his gaze toward the remaining treasures before him, Dragon Yang Blood Ganoderma, Dragon Scale Fruit, Spirit Gathering Grass, Snow Lotus Seeds, and more.
Then, he activated the Chaos Devouring Heaven Art without hesitation.
“Chaos Devouring Heaven Art… Devour!”
His low shout echoed through the Chaos Space.
In the next moment, the heavenly treasures before him seemed to be swallowed by an invisible, massive maw.
The blazing vitality of the Dragon Yang Blood Ganoderma, the dense earth essence of the Dragon Scale Fruit, the pure spiritual energy of the Spirit Gathering Grass, the icy clarity of the Snow Lotus Seeds…
A vast and refined torrent of spiritual energy surged forth like a breached river, transforming into streams of light of different colors as they poured wildly into Lin Chen’s body.
This flood of spiritual energy was even purer and more immense than when he had devoured Lin Song’s cultivation.
At this moment, it rushed straight toward the faint gray spiritual seed deep within his dantian.
Buzz!
The plain and unremarkable spiritual seed trembled violently, as if a long drought had finally been met with rain, letting out a joyful hum.
Spiritual energy poured into it.
The single root at its base, once as thin as a strand of hair, now began to grow rapidly, thickening at a visible speed.
Like a tree root absorbing endless nutrients, it greedily devoured the immense refined energy.
Lin Chen watched with his own eyes as that root, once barely noticeable, gradually became solid and clearly visible.
The most striking change was its length and thickness, both of which had doubled compared to before.
It even faintly emitted a weak devouring force, naturally drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy on its own.
Lin Chen’s eyes lit up.
He could clearly feel that this spiritual seed was growing. Soon, it would be comparable to a 1st-grade spiritual root.
If forming the spiritual seed was from nothing to something, then what followed now was from something to strength.
Sooner or later, it would become a 1st-grade spiritual root, then 2nd-grade, 3rd-grade… and eventually, a heaven-grade spiritual root!
Without delay, Lin Chen began to cultivate.
He discovered that his speed of absorbing and refining spiritual energy had increased by more than double compared to before.
A surge of exhilaration filled his heart, and with it, an overwhelming sense of confidence.
Within the Chaos Space, after 700 days, breaking through three realm barriers in succession and reaching the 7th stage Spirit Realm, his confidence had grown even stronger. This chapter was taken from novelping . com without permission.
Meanwhile, Xia Qingyue had not left.
She stood to the side, inhaling the fragrance of the Purple Crystal Glazed Flower while observing the spiritual seed in Lin Chen’s dantian.
Especially when she saw the root of the spiritual seed undergo such a qualitative leap, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.
In less than half a month, his spiritual seed had already reached a level comparable to a 1st-grade spiritual root.
To her, this speed was slow.
But to Lin Chen, it was astonishingly fast.
After all, she was the Empress of the Heavenly Realm, while he was merely an insignificant youth of the mortal world.
How far could he go… could he truly become a sovereign?
Xia Qingyue could not help but wonder.
…
Time flowed like a silent wind, turning the pages of its unseen book.
Seven days passed in the outside world, while 700 days had gone by within the Chaos Space.
The Purple Crystal Glazed Flower had been absorbed by Xia Qingyue. Her heavily damaged soul had recovered slightly, though the improvement was so small it was almost negligible.
Meanwhile, Lin Chen’s cultivation rose steadily.
5th stage Spirit Realm.
6th stage Spirit Realm.
Now, he had reached the critical moment of breaking through from the 6th stage to the 7th stage.
At the 7th stage Spirit Realm, spiritual energy would break into the sea of consciousness and give rise to divine sense.
Divine sense would sharpen a cultivator’s perception, allowing them to detect an enemy’s movements more swiftly in battle.
Thus, the 7th stage Spirit Realm was crucial for his upcoming life-and-death battle with Lin Hu.
“Break for me!”
Lin Chen roared, his voice like a tiger’s roar echoing through the mountains.
His shout reverberated across the Chaos Space.
Boom!
His aura surged violently.
The surroundings of the Chaos Space became exceptionally clear within his perception.
7th stage Spirit Realm!
“Finally… I’ve returned to the 7th stage Spirit Realm!”
Lin Chen slowly clenched his fingers. Crisp cracking sounds like popping beans rang from his knuckles as an unprecedented sense of power flowed through his muscles.
For a moment, he even felt as though a single punch could send ripples through the Chaos Space.
…
“Chen’er!”
From outside the Lin Family courtyard came the voice of his father, Lin Zhan.
Over the past few days, Lin Zhan had come several times, but Lin Chen had been immersed in cultivation and had not met him.
Now, with the life-and-death battle imminent, Lin Zhan was deeply worried. Once again, he came, hoping to give his son something to protect his life.
The night was deep, and the courtyard seemed even more desolate.
Lin Chen withdrew his surging aura, like a sword returning to its sheath, all sharpness hidden.
With a thought, he left the Chaos Space and returned to the quiet room.
Then, he pushed the door open and stepped outside.
In the courtyard, Lin Zhan stood among the fallen leaves, his familiar yet slightly weary figure illuminated by the moonlight.
Though still in his prime, he looked aged, his hair streaked with black and white.
Without realizing it, his father had grown so much older.
A stir passed through Lin Chen’s heart. In a few quick steps, he reached his father and asked with concern, “Father, your injuries…”
“My injuries are nothing,” Lin Zhan said, first reassuring him. Then he took out a jade talisman from his robe and placed it in Lin Chen’s hand.
His face was filled with worry as he said, “Chen’er, this is a protective talisman. If you are outmatched tomorrow, activate it immediately. It contains my full-strength strike and will protect you.”
The jade talisman still carried his father’s warmth. A bitter yet warm feeling surged into Lin Chen’s heart.
He did not refuse. Instead, he met his father’s anxious gaze with calm determination and said, “Father, tomorrow, I will win the life-and-death battle.”
Lin Zhan was about to speak, but Lin Chen grasped his hand, and a strand of spiritual energy quietly flowed between them.
Lin Zhan suddenly raised his head, his eyes widening in shock, which quickly turned into overwhelming joy.
“Chen’er, you…”
A faint mist gathered in Lin Zhan’s eyes.
Lin Chen patted the back of his father’s hand and said firmly, “Father, there are things I cannot explain yet, but I will not let you down.”
Lin Zhan looked up at the sky, blinking rapidly, then let out a long breath. His voice trembled slightly as he said only one word, “Good!”
The night wind rustled, lifting a few dry leaves with a soft, whispering sound.
The heavy stone weighing on Lin Zhan’s heart finally fell.
It was not because of the outcome of tomorrow’s battle, but because he had felt the spiritual energy Lin Chen had just revealed.
Lin Chen, his son, had not sunk into despair after losing his spiritual root and becoming useless.
He had stepped onto the path of cultivation once more.
And as long as he could cultivate again, anything was possible.