Spirit Vessel

The crane natans and the green maternal flower were the natural essences of the world gestated over thousands of years, so they contained a lot of spirit and medicinal energies. The older they were, the purer the essences within would be.

Feng Feiyun refined all three items, leaving behind a pinch of powder in his palm. A golden brilliance rushed out of his head, chest, and limbs. Thirty more meridians were opened like thirty yellow bridges connecting to the world.

At this point, he had opened a total of sixty-four meridians. The God Base in his dantian condensed to appear more tangible as spirit energy oozed out of his body. His meridians and veins looked like long and narrow spiritual rivers.

As his cultivation increased by a huge margin, his blood energy became more vigorous as well. Each of his actions issued crackling noises.

“I’m actually thirty percent stronger now. It was just a little level, yet the difference is immense. If I could have those five spirit grasses, then I will be able to open 114 meridians. At that time, I’ll surely be able to fight against a first-level Heaven’s Mandate cultivator.” He had forty divine intents at this moment. Despite only being at grand completion, his battle prowess far exceeded cultivators at the same level.

Even Grand Historical Geniuses might not be his match if their cultivation was the same.

The sky gradually darkened as night finally fell. In the northern suburbs of Radiance was an apricot garden with three hundred years of history. It was once the manor of the Radiance Lord. Since Princess Luofu came to visit, the lord took the initiative to let the princess use it as her temporary abode.

Snow scattered in the sky with the scent of apricots lingering in the air. In these wintry times, most flowers have already withered, leaving behind apricot flowers as red as blood. Their fragrance spread for a thousand miles.

Even though these blossoming apricots might be pretty, they were no match even for the princess’ finger. Their fragrance paled before the sweetness of her hair.

“The princess is quite ambitious, just like Empress Long Jiangling when she was younger. She wants to go on the imperial path by leaving her name on the sacred tablet then removing the crown prince’s position so that she can obtain the throne.” The Tiger Marquis’ eldest son and the third prince of Dashi were standing outside of the Apricot Manor. Both were heroes among the younger generation and ranked within the top fifty of the Pagoda’s Hundreds List. They were heaven-defying with lofty statuses.

Both wore white daoist robes while standing in the snow with spirit energy covering their bodies. Invisible qi images were floating above their heads.

“If the current crown prince, Long Shenya, wasn’t one of the eight Grand Historical Genius, maybe we would be joining the princess. After all, she has condensed the Royal Dragon Energy on top of receiving the seal of Imperial Concubine Hua’s sect...” The eldest son had a layer of yellow tiger armor on his shoulder, making him look even more awe-inspiring.