Translator: CinderTL
Song Wen meditated and regulated his breathing for three days, fully restoring his spiritual power and mental focus to their peak.
Then, he retrieved a jade box, three feet wide.
When the box was opened, it revealed a lotus flower the size of a bowl, with a three-foot-long stem ending in a section of jade-white lotus root.
Song Wen plucked the lotus flower, detached a crystal-clear petal, and placed it in his mouth.
The seemingly delicate petal, upon touching his tongue, instantly transformed into a scorching molten flow, like molten steel, surging down his throat.
"Ugh—!"
Song Wen couldn't suppress a groan of pain.
Swallowing the Yaoguang Lotus felt like swallowing an erupting volcano, as if his internal organs had been plunged into a blazing furnace.
The pure, violent heat threatened to vaporize his entire being in an instant.
Undeterred, Song Wen plucked another petal and swallowed it.
A third petal.
A fourth petal.
Until every petal, stamen, sepal... the entire lotus flower had been consumed.
Boom—!
The volcano erupted completely. Molten energy exploded within his body, surging through his internal organs, limbs, bones, meridians, dantian... coursing through every part of his being.
Song Wen's body emitted a strained, hissing sound, as if it were about to be completely incinerated and reduced to charcoal.
His skin instantly turned crimson, and countless tiny blood vessels ruptured under the intense heat, oozing beads of blood that immediately evaporated into a scarlet mist enveloping his entire body.
The billowing blood mist, carrying terrifying heat, erupted from his body, distorting and scorching the surrounding air.
The ground began to melt, and the pavilion burst into flames.
Nearby, the jade palace remained unscathed, protected by a defensive formation.
At that moment, Song Wen's entire body felt like a melting furnace, forging every part of his being from within.
But the excruciating pain threatened to shatter his will.
Gritting his teeth, Song Wen clung to the last shred of clarity on his soul platform. With a flip of his hand, he retrieved a crystal the size of a chicken egg.
The crystal resembled both ice and jade, its dark blue surface concealing a flickering blue flame within.
This was the Nether Soul Ice Marrow, a supplementary medicine to be taken with the Yaoguang Lotus.
As the Nether Soul Ice Marrow entered his mouth, an extreme chill spread through his body.
But this cold was instantly extinguished by the melting furnace within him.
The brief, extreme cold that entered Song Wen's body did nothing to alleviate his suffering. Instead, the clash between the two opposing forces intensified his torment.
Refusing to yield, Song Wen swiftly retrieved and consumed additional auxiliary medicines.
Instantly, the heaven and earth spiritual qi outside surged inward, drawn by an invisible force into his body.
No spiritual qi within a ten-thousand-mile radius escaped, creating a massive spiritual qi hurricane that shook the vast peach forest to its core.
The pure, abundant spiritual qi, scorched by the intense heat, transformed into a tangible, jade-like elixir that flowed through Song Wen's entire body. This nourishing fluid protected his flesh from being completely incinerated by the melting furnace.
As the mountain-scorching, sea-boiling heat subsided, Song Wen regained consciousness from the agonizing pain.
His eyes slowly opened and closed, revealing that his clothes had vanished entirely. His skin was crimson, and every strand of hair had been burned away, leaving him resembling freshly forged iron still radiating intense heat from the furnace.
After internally examining himself, Song Wen discovered that his spirit root had broken through the mid-grade barrier and advanced to high-grade, now an Eighth-Grade Spiritual Root.
"Only Eighth-Grade?" he murmured, a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.
At that moment, Gu Que's voice echoed within his sea of consciousness.
"Ji Yin, while the fire in your 'melting furnace' still burns strong, consume both the Yaoguang Lotus stem and rhizome. This should further enhance your physical foundation."
"Moreover, in my estimation, the spiritual source contained within the rhizome possesses the power to facilitate breakthroughs. If you can maintain clarity amidst the extreme pain of reshaping your physical body and circulate your cultivation technique, this item could help you overcome a minor bottleneck. Unfortunately, you seem to have only recently entered the mid body integration stage, so this spiritual source might be wasted."
A glint of excitement flashed in Song Wen's eyes.
This was excellent news.
He had been fretting that Rong Shu alone, as a "medicinal pill," wouldn't be enough to help him break through to the Late Body Integration Stage.
The jade palace doors swung open, and Rong Shu's figure drifted out.
The woman remained unconscious.
Injuries to the divine soul, unlike physical wounds, heal exceptionally slowly without external assistance.
Song Wen curled his right hand into a claw and plunged it into Rong Shu's abdomen.
Though unconscious, Rong Shu seemed to instinctively sense the threat, her brow furrowing suddenly.
However, after a few breaths, the wrinkles between her brows gradually faded.
As her blood essence rapidly drained away, her already gaunt face instantly withered, transforming into a mummified corpse, wrinkled and shriveled.
Meanwhile, Song Wen's aura surged violently, but quickly reached a bottleneck and stalled.
Crack!
Song Wen, clutching the lotus root, took a large bite.
The melting furnace within him, which had been gradually calming, erupted anew as if doused with boiling oil. Flames soared skyward!
The energy, even more violent than before, raged wildly, threatening to melt his flesh.
Rumble!
Thunderous roars echoed within his body.
Bones and tendons resonated in unison, marrow seething like boiling water!
Amidst the searing pain of being burned alive, Song Wen clearly felt a golden fluid forming deep within his bone marrow, surging through his veins with the sound of wind and thunder.
His Eighth-Grade Spiritual Root, previously elevated to its peak, underwent another transformation under this torrent of power.
Simultaneously, the spiritual source within the lotus root was fully activated by the melting furnace's refinement. It transformed into an unstoppable flood, surging through his meridians, merging with his spiritual power, and converging in his dantian to assault the cultivation bottleneck.
Song Wen's aura fluctuated wildly like an erupting volcano, surging uncontrollably as he repeatedly slammed against the invisible barrier.
Finally—
The bottleneck, as solid as bedrock, shattered like ice!
(End of the Chapter)
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