Several weeks passed after Krishak began cultivating again.
Every night, after his family had gone to sleep, he sat cross-legged on his bed and absorbed the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth.
Yet despite his extraordinary talent and vast experience, his progress was astonishingly slow.
If an ordinary cultivator had possessed Krishak's level of talent and understanding, they would have advanced at a frightening speed.
Krishak, however, deliberately chose the opposite path.He accepted only the purest strands of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy surrounding Earth was mixed and impure.
Although it was abundant, much of it contained traces of chaotic fluctuations left behind by the world's sudden transformation.
Most cultivators absorbed spiritual energy directly, refining it later.
Krishak refused to do that.He carefully filtered every strand of energy.Only the most refined and harmonious essence was allowed to enter his body.
Anything even slightly impure was discarded.This process was incredibly inefficient.
Out of thousands of strands of spiritual energy, perhaps only one was pure enough to meet his standards.
As a result, his cultivation speed was far slower than it had been in his previous life.
Krishak had learned through countless years of cultivation that speed often came at a cost.
Many geniuses pursued rapid breakthroughs, only to leave hidden flaws in their foundations.
These flaws might remain unnoticed for millions of years before becoming insurmountable obstacles.
Krishak would not repeat that mistake.
In this life, he intended to build a flawless body from the very beginning.
His skin, muscles, bones, meridians, organs, and soul would be refined to absolute perfection.
Only then would he proceed to higher realms.
Even if his progress was slower, every step would be unshakable.
Each night, purified spiritual energy circulated through his tiny body.
It nourished his flesh and removed microscopic impurities.
His bones grew denser.
His muscles became more resilient.
His meridians widened and strengthened.
His organs became increasingly efficient.
Though outwardly he remained an ordinary three-year-old child, internally his body was transforming at a profound level.
Even among the greatest geniuses of the Heavenly Universe, few would have possessed a foundation as pure as his.
As Krishak continued cultivating, he noticed something unexpected.
Because his body had been nourished by Origin Energy during reincarnation, it resonated naturally with the world.
This allowed him to distinguish subtle differences in the purity of spiritual energy far more easily than before.
His current body was not only more talented than his former one.
It was fundamentally closer to perfection.
Krishak smiled.
"In my previous life, I climbed to the peak despite an imperfect beginning."
"In this life, my starting point is far superior."
One afternoon, Veer sparred lightly with Krishak in the courtyard.
Although Krishak concealed most of his true strength, his movements had become noticeably smoother and more precise.
Veer stepped back and frowned thoughtfully.
"Strange."
Ama looked up from where she was sitting with Luna."What is it?"
Veer scratched his head.
"Krishak's body feels unusually balanced. His breathing, posture, and movements are nearly flawless."
Ama smiled proudly,"Our son is special."
Veer laughed,"That much is obvious."
Krishak lowered his gaze, pretending to be embarrassed.
Months passed.
By ordinary standards, Krishak's cultivation seemed slow.He had not rushed through multiple stages as many prodigies were expected to do.
But Krishak was unconcerned.
He knew that his body was becoming more perfect with each passing day.
Every cell was being refined with the purest energy available.
Every breath strengthened his foundation.
Every night brought him closer to a state of flawless balance.
When the time came to advance, his strength would far exceed others at the same level.
That night, Krishak gazed at his reflection in the window.
A small child stared back at him.
Yet behind those youthful eyes lay the will of a former Celestial.
"This time," he whispered, "I will not " leave even the slightest flaw.
No matter how long it took, he would forge the perfect body.
And with that perfect foundation, he would one day surpass the limits of his previous life and fulfill the dream that had endured for millions of years.