4: Starlight Body Refining Technique

During lunch break, on the teaching building's rooftop. The wind carried the slight chill of early spring.

Lin Yuan sat alone by the concrete railing, gnawing on a hard, dry bun. Suddenly, his brow twitched slightly; a familiar Aura approached from afar.

"My mom's braised pork, I'll share half with you." Chen Xue's voice held a trace of imperceptible nervousness as she sat beside him, opening a delicate double-layered bento box. The rich aroma of meat instantly diffused.

Lin Yuan didn't stand on ceremony, picking up a piece of glistening, tempting braised pork with a good balance of fat and lean meat. "Thanks." He chewed, his gaze, however, cast towards the distant training ground.

Chen Xue was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "Zhao Hao just announced in the cafeteria, in front of everyone, that he's going to make you lie in the hospital until the college entrance exam is over after this afternoon's arena match." Her fingers, gripping the chopsticks, were slightly pale.

"Mm." Lin Yuan swallowed his food, his voice calm and unruffled, "Got it."

"You've changed, Lin Yuan." Chen Xue suddenly turned her head to look at him, the sunlight passing through her slightly raised ponytail, casting dancing speckles of light on her delicate cheek. "Before... when you encountered such things, you always lowered your head and quietly walked away."

Lin Yuan paused. Images from the past three years flashed through his mind: every time Zhao Hao brought people to surround and mock him, this seemingly quiet girl would 'just happen' to pass by with thick textbooks, or 'accidentally' knock something over to interrupt their humiliation.

She never explicitly said anything, but she protected his pitiful self-esteem in her clumsy way.

"Chen Xue." Lin Yuan put down his chopsticks, turned, and looked directly into her eyes, his gaze clear and firm. "If I said that in three months, I'm going to test into Cangqiong Martial Academy, would you believe me?"

Clatter.

The chopsticks in Chen Xue's hand fell into the lunchbox, splashing sauce onto her pristine uniform skirt, but she didn't notice.

She was as if struck by a petrification spell, her cherry lips slightly parted, her clear eyes filled with an incredible surge of disbelief!

Cangqiong Martial Academy! Last year, the admission score in Tianming City was 58 combat power! Out of tens of thousands of candidates in the entire Tianming City, only two ultimately met the standard! It was a legendary place, standing in the clouds, needing to be looked up to!

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Suddenly, Chen Xue blinked hard, took a deep breath, and a brilliant smile bloomed on her face, as if it could dispel all gloom, and she nodded vigorously:

"I believe you!" Her voice was clear and firm. "Just like before yesterday, I firmly believed you would definitely wear that Reserve Martial Artist badge!"

The sunlight spilled onto her smiling brows and eyes, dazzlingly bright.

In the afternoon, the Martial Skill training ground. It was bustling with people, packed to the brim.

The news of "Theoretical academic prodigy counterattacks to become a Reserve Martial Artist, challenging Zhao Hao!" swept through the entire school like a hurricane.

Not only were all the third-year Reserve Martial Artist class present, but countless students from lower grades who heard the news also crowded the stands, with countless gazes focused on the tall figure in the arena.

In the center of the field, Martial Dao Instructor Wang Meng stood like a humanoid Vicious Beast. His bronze muscles gleamed with a metallic luster under the lights, and his sole remaining right eye was as sharp as an eagle's.

He slowly pulled his right fist back to its limit, and a faint white Qi vortex, visible to the naked eye, condensed and compressed at the peak of his fist, emitting a low hum.

"Mountain Crushing Fist's first form—Mountain Splitting!" Wang Meng's voice was like a great bell, every word striking the hearts of the crowd. "Watch carefully! Spiritual energy originates from the Dantian, travels through the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian! Passes through Waiguan and Yangchi, gathers at Zhongzhu! The fist strikes like a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting, power concentrated at a single point! The essence lies in 'condensation' and 'explosion'!

Lin Yuan was completely focused, the depths of his pupils reflecting every subtle angle of Wang Meng's exertion, muscle tremor, and even the trajectory of his Spiritual Qi flow! Just as he tried to analyze this exquisite Martial Skill—

Buzz!

The data panel in his vision suddenly lit up, and a waterfall of information streamed down:

[Detected Yellow Rank Medium Grade Martial Skill instruction: Mountain Crushing Fist (Mountain Splitting Form)]

[Martial Skill model recorded, skill tree generated]

[Mountain Crushing Fist (Entry-Level 0%)]

[Consume 2 evolution points to upgrade to 'Proficient Level' (master the essence of exertion, slightly increase power and speed), proceed with upgrade?]

Lin Yuan's heart trembled violently! His gaze swept to the upper right corner of the panel: evolution points [3]! Exactly what he had accumulated last night!

"Upgrade!" His thought was as swift as lightning!

Boom—!

It was as if countless currents instantly surged through his limbs and bones! A massive amount of unfamiliar memory fragments, the perfect exertion trajectory of muscles, the subtle sensation of Spiritual Qi compressing and exploding at specific Meridian nodes, and bodily instincts formed through thousands of repetitions.

Like a sudden enlightenment, it instantly branded itself deep into his Soul! In just a brief moment, he felt as if he had undergone years of arduous Cultivation!

"Practical exercise group three!" Instructor Wang Meng's roar was like a clap of thunder, pulling Lin Yuan back from his profound state. "Lin Yuan—versus—Zhao Hao!"

"Roar—!!!" The stands instantly erupted in a tumultuous cheer, like a mountain tsunami! Anticipation, doubt, and schadenfreude intertwined into a net of gazes!

Zhao Hao grinned ferociously as he took off his jacket, revealing his form-fitting black High Grade training suit, the silver badge on his chest glaring. He twisted his neck, making a crisp cracking sound, and made a throat-slitting gesture at Lin Yuan, his eyes burning with cruel excitement.

"Rules! Stop before injury!" Wang Meng's voice was drowned out by the clamoring crowd. "Ready—begin!"

"Trash! Kneel for me!"

Zhao Hao struck first! Without any probing, his figure shot out like a pouncing leopard! His right fist was enveloped in scorching heatwaves, dark red flames rising and leaping from its surface—it was precisely the Zhao family's secret 'Sky Incinerating Art'!

The air was scorched and distorted, heading straight for Lin Yuan's face! He wanted a one-hit KO, to utterly crush this ant who dared to challenge his authority!

Facing this fierce and peerless strike, Lin Yuan, instead of retreating, advanced! His body, like the most precise instrument, instinctively assumed the perfect starting posture of 'Mountain Crushing Fist · Mountain Splitting Form'! The instant Zhao Hao's burning fist was about to touch his nose—

Swish!

Lin Yuan's body twisted sideways at an incredible angle, a minimal yet perfectly executed movement!

At the same time, his long-prepared right fist shot out from his waist like a poisonous Dragon emerging from its cave, drawing a perfect arc like a hanging antelope horn! A faint purple glow flashed across the fist's peak!

Bang!!!

A dull, teeth-grinding thud!

The fist precisely struck Zhao Hao's unguarded lower jawbone!

"Ugh!" The ferocious grin on Zhao Hao's face instantly froze, replaced by extreme pain and bewilderment!

He was struck so hard that both his feet left the ground, as if hit by a heavy truck, flying backward through the air, and landing with a loud "thud" several meters away on the floor, kicking up a cloud of dust! A streak of dazzling blood trickled from the corner of his mouth!

Dead silence!

The training ground, which had just been as bustling as a boiling oil pot, became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard! Everyone felt as if their throats were choked, their eyes wide, mouths agape, staring in disbelief at the center of the arena!

What happened?

That theoretical academic prodigy... using the 'Mountain Crushing Fist' starting stance that the instructor had just taught less than ten minutes ago...

One punch... sent Zhao Hao, who had 13 combat power... flying?!

Instructor Wang Meng's pupils constricted violently, staring intently at Lin Yuan's right fist, which still maintained its punching posture, a tumultuous wave rising in his heart: "Impossible! This exertion... this angle... it's clearly 'Force Concentrated to a Single Line,' something that takes months of immersion to master! How long has he been learning it?!"

"Cough... cough..." Zhao Hao struggled to get up, spitting out blood mixed with broken teeth, his eyes instantly bloodshot, like a wounded mad beast! The extreme humiliation ignited a towering rage! "Lin Yuan—! I'll kill you!!!"

Boom!

Dark red flames, several times more violent than before, shot up from his body! The temperature of the entire training ground suddenly soared!

Zhao Hao, like a burning meteor, charged at Lin Yuan again with a terrifying Aura that seemed to incinerate everything! This time, he held nothing back, his Killing Intent boiling!

[Warning! High-intensity Spiritual Qi impact detected! Target combat power peak: 13.8!]

['Sky Incinerating Art' characteristic: Spiritual Qi is fiery, with scorching penetration effect, counters basic Spiritual Qi body protection!]

The data panel flashed red wildly at the edge of his vision!

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes as calm as a deep pool. Under the extraordinary combat intuition brought by the 'Proficient Level' Mountain Crushing Fist, Zhao Hao's seemingly fierce and unparalleled charge was full of flaws in his eyes!

Three huge weaknesses, as conspicuous as lighthouses in the dark night!

The first punch, wrapped in Sky Incinerating flames, roared towards him! Lin Yuan's body strangely ducked as if boneless, narrowly grazing the flames, his right elbow striking like a scorpion's tail, accurately and viciously slamming into Zhao Hao's unguarded right soft rib area!

"Ugh!" Zhao Hao grunted, his charge momentarily stalled!

The second punch, with even fiercer flames! Lin Yuan's footwork subtly shifted, dodging sideways like a phantom, while simultaneously raising his knee like a battering ram, striking with all his might into Zhao Hao's slightly hunched abdomen, which was bent from pain!

"Ugh!" Zhao Hao's eyes bulged, stomach acid mixed with blood foam spewing out!

The third punch! Zhao Hao, like a madman, recklessly condensed all his Sky Incinerating flames, his right fist glowing crimson like a branding iron, smashing towards Lin Yuan's head with a suicidal Aura! This was his strongest strike!

Now's the time!

Purple light burst in Lin Yuan's eyes! His center of gravity instantly sank, his spine undulating like a great Dragon, the Proficient Level Mountain Crushing Fist exerted to its utmost! His right fist drew back, and at the peak of his fist, that faint purple glow became unprecedentedly solid!

"Mountain! Crushing! Fist!"

A low roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

Lin Yuan's right fist, carrying an indomitable will to crush mountains and split rocks, arrived before Zhao Hao's!

With textbook precision, yet containing a hint of profoundness, it fiercely struck the very center of Zhao Hao's chest, which was wide open due to his exertion!

Boom—!!! Crack!

A chilling sound of bone cracking clearly resounded!

The violent dark red flames on Zhao Hao's body were extinguished as if doused with cold water, instantly dimming!

He was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than he had attacked, as if hit head-on by a high-speed train! He turned into a blurred afterimage, slamming heavily onto the thick protective mat ten meters away!

Bang! With a loud thud, the mat deeply caved in! Zhao Hao lay limp within it like a broken sack, eyes tightly shut, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, completely unconscious! His training suit on his chest was charred and torn, with a clear, slightly indented fist print branded upon it!

Whoosh—!!!

After a brief dead silence, the training ground completely erupted! Gasps, screams, and sounds of cold air being drawn in almost blew the roof off!

Lin Yuan slowly retracted his fist, breathing slightly. The screen of the detector on his wrist was now flashing a dazzling red light:

[Warning! combat power fluctuation abnormal!]

[Peak recorded: 19.8!]

19.8!!!

This number struck like a heavy hammer into the heart of everyone who saw it! Including Instructor Wang Meng, who rushed forward to check Zhao Hao's injuries!

Wang Meng checked Zhao Hao's breath and pulse, confirming that he was merely severely injured and unconscious, with a few broken ribs, but no life-threatening danger.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on the calmly standing young man in the arena, his voice carrying unprecedented solemnity and a hint of unbelievable hoarseness:

"Kid... you damn well tell this old man, was this truly your first time learning this 'Mountain Crushing Fist'?"

Lin Yuan looked down at his distinctly jointed fist, which seemed to contain infinite power. In his vision, the data panel quietly refreshed:

[Practical comprehension: Mountain Crushing Fist upgraded to 'Minor Achievement Level' (0.1%)]

[Minor Achievement Level characteristic: Fist momentum initially possesses the intent of crushing mountains, power increased by 30%.]

He looked up, meeting Wang Meng's gaze that seemed to want to see through him, and showed an incredibly "sincere," even a little "shy" smile:

"Reporting, Instructor, perhaps... my 'Martial Dao Exertion Principles' and 'Human Meridian Studies' are just more solid?"

The setting sun, like molten gold, dyed the tree-lined path to the administrative building a warm orange-red.

The clamor was left far behind. Lin Yuan walked alone, his fingertips unconsciously caressing the cold badge on his chest.

His long shadow stretched on the ground, intertwining with the shadows of the cherry blossom trees just budding by the roadside, a trace of post-battle lingering in the tranquility.

Knock, knock.

Knuckles lightly tapped on the thick mahogany door.

"Come in." Principal Zhou's unique hoarse voice came from inside the door.

Pushing the door open, the familiar aroma of top-grade Longjing tea wafted over. Principal Zhou stood with his back to the door, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the golden glow of the setting sun plating his shiny bald head with a sacred halo, his figure appearing somewhat desolate.

"Sit." The Principal turned around, his expression unreadable, but in his hand, he held a palm-sized password box, gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

His gaze swept over Lin Yuan's badge on his chest, and he got straight to the point: "I heard you sent that troublemaker from the Zhao family, that Devil King, into intensive care with one punch?"

Lin Yuan was about to explain.

"Hahahaha! Well done!" Principal Zhou suddenly burst into a loud, hearty laugh, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes crinkling into blooming chrysanthemums.

"That was incredibly satisfying! That old bastard Zhao Tianxiong, relying on his family's dirty money, raised such a lawless little bastard! He struts around the school all day, does he really think Tianming First High is his family's backyard?!" The laughter was filled with the exhilaration of years of pent-up frustration!

He walked up to Lin Yuan, his calloused fingers gently brushing over the badge.

Buzz!

Intricate, star-flowing spiritual patterns immediately appeared on the badge's surface, even more dazzling than when Teacher activated it.

"It's real! Good! Good! Good!" The Principal said 'good' three times in a row, his eyes glinting.

He placed the metal password box on the table. After triple verification—fingerprint, iris, and spiritual energy fluctuations—there was a soft "click," and the lid sprang open.

A clear energy fluctuation, like moonlight yet vast as the stars, instantly filled the entire office!

Inside the box, on a red silk cloth, lay a Jade Slip the size of a baby's palm, crystal clear, with what looked like a flowing river of stars within it!

"Take it!" The Principal solemnly placed the Jade Slip in Lin Yuan's hand. "This is the Starlight Body Refining Art! A true Yellow Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique! Only candidates whose combat power has broken through 10 points and whose Spiritual Qi is pure enough are qualified to Cultivate it! It's more than three times more efficient than those common basic Cultivation Techniques!"

He lowered his voice, with a hint of cunning and pain, "This is an old man's private collection! A treasured item! You kid, don't you dare let it out!"

Warm to the touch. Lin Yuan placed the Jade Slip against his forehead as instructed.

Boom!

A massive stream of information instantly flooded his mind! Complex cultivation routes, profound breathing rhythms, secret methods to draw upon the power of the stars... vast as a sea of stars!

[Obtained new Cultivation Technique: Starlight Body Refining Art (Yellow Rank High Grade)]

[Effect: Cultivation efficiency +200% (additional bonus when drawing Starlight)]

[Can consume 50 evolution points for 'deduction/evolution']

"Good stuff!" Lin Yuan praised in his heart.

The Principal didn't stop. He turned and walked to an antique safe in the corner, performing another series of complex operations. The safe door opened, and he carefully took out a zitan wood box.

The moment the wooden box opened, a vast, heavy Aura, as if from ancient primordial times, diffused into the air.

Inside the box, on black velvet, lay an ancient-looking bronze ring.

The surface of the ring was not smooth; instead, it was covered with mysterious, unfathomable natural patterns resembling turtle shell cracks, exuding an indescribable sense of age and solidity.

"This..." The Principal's voice carried an unprecedented solemnity and a hint of reminiscence. "Take it. Consider it me... looking after an old friend's descendant."

Lin Yuan's heart stirred. His fingertip just touched the cold bronze ring face—

Whoosh!

The ring, as if sentient, flew up automatically and precisely slipped onto his left ring finger! The size instantly fit! At the same time, a dazzling golden border notification popped up in his vision:

[Obtained special item: black tortoise ring]

[Quality: Profound Rank Medium Grade]

[Effect: Black Tortoise Guard: Passively activated, can completely block a full-power strike below 500 combat power! (Remaining uses: 3/3)]

[Evolution/Repair Requirement: 15 evolution points]

Profound Rank! Guard! Absolute Defense below 500 combat power!

Even with Lin Yuan's firm resolve, his heart couldn't help but pound wildly! This was definitely a life-saving Divine Artifact!

"I obtained this when I was young, in a Secret Realm where I barely escaped with my life." Principal Zhou looked at Lin Yuan's shocked eyes, his weathered gaze seemingly piercing through time. "Your father... Lin Zhengnan... back in that Secret Realm, to save me, he used his back to forcefully block a fatal blow for me..."

He unconsciously raised his hand, touching the old scar on his left shoulder that stretched to his neck, twisted and hideous like a centipede. His voice carried deep remembrance and sadness, "This ring should have been his... now, it returns to the son of its original owner."

Lin Yuan caressed the cold bronze ring on his ring finger, feeling the vast protective power contained within it, and solemnly bowed deeply to the Principal: "Thank you, Principal! Lin Yuan will never forget this kindness!"

Late at night, at home.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, clearing his mind, and began to circulate the Starlight Body Refining Art.

Unlike basic Cultivation Techniques, this set of Cultivation Techniques required a unique and prolonged breathing rhythm, high concentration of Mental Energy, and guiding the Spiritual Qi within the body to circulate along more complex and profound paths.

As the Cultivation Technique gradually entered its optimal state, a strange scene occurred!

The night sky outside the window seemed to be drawn by an invisible force. Several strands of clear, bright silver starlight, visible to the naked eye, penetrated the thick curtains and wall, gathering like summoned spirits, gently enveloping Lin Yuan's body!

[Starlight Body Refining Art successfully activated!]

[Drawing faint starlight!]

[Cultivation efficiency +250%!]

[Affected by Primordial Purple Qi, starlight affinity greatly increased! Actual Cultivation efficiency boosted to +280%!]

Vast and pure Spiritual Qi, mixed with the cool power of the stars, like surging tides, repeatedly washed, nourished, and strengthened his Meridians, bones, flesh, and even cells!

Every cycle brought a transformative comfort and an increase in power!

Three hours later.

Lin Yuan slowly ceased his Cultivation, and the starlight surrounding him gradually dispersed. The number on his wrist detector had jumped from [10.0] to [11.6]! An increase of 1.6 points overnight! This speed was terrifying!

However, when he eagerly checked the panel in his mind, his brow furrowed slightly.

[Primordial Purple Qi Fusion degree: 0.002%]

It remained stubbornly motionless!

"Indeed... relying solely on quantitative accumulation cannot shake this key qualitative change." Lin Yuan murmured to himself, but a hotter flame burned in his eyes. "Mortal Transformation Baptism... only by passing the official Martial Artist assessment, accepting the baptism of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, breaking the shackles of the mortal Physique, and stepping into the shedding mortality realm, can I further integrate Primordial Purple Qi!"

The Federation stipulates that the Martial Artist assessment must be conducted simultaneously with the national college entrance examination. This meant he still had three months!

Three months to go from 11.6 points to the Cangqiong Martial Academy's enrollment threshold of 58 points?

To others, this was nothing short of a fool's pipe dream!

But at this moment, within Lin Yuan's clenched fists, a surging sense of power swelled! A curve of absolute confidence appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Three months? That's enough!"

Underground, in the Principal's office, was a hidden gravity training room. The air was stagnant and heavy.

"1.8 times standard gravity, activated." A cold, mechanical female voice sounded.

Buzz!

Invisible pressure instantly descended! Lin Yuan's entire body muscles suddenly tightened, and his bones emitted a faint groan, as if he had instantly shouldered hundreds of jin of heavy objects!

This secret room, about twenty square meters, had walls and a ceiling covered with special energy-absorbing Materials. In a corner was a simple camp bed, several dark, specially made force-measuring pillars stood against the wall, and the floor was covered with high-density pressure-resistant mats. This was the Principal's true private collection.

Lin Yuan stood in the center of the room, assuming the starting stance of the Starlight Body Refining Art. This was his fifth day of having access to the gravity room, and also his fifth day of intense Cultivation without leaving!

"Zhao Tianxiong..." A cold glint flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. Five days ago, the Principal had called him in with a solemn expression, informing him that Zhao Hao's father—Zhao Tianxiong, the head of the Zhao Group—had personally come knocking, demanding to "borrow" Lin Yuan under the guise of "cooperating with abnormal Physique research"!

A mere 3-point combat power 'waste' soaring to over 10 points in just a few days, and even defeating 13-point Zhao Hao across Ranks? This growth rate, akin to a "miracle," completely ignited the Zhao family's greedy ambition!

Bang! Boom—!

Lin Yuan's fist, like a siege ram, smashed heavily against the dark force-measuring pillar! A dull roar echoed in the confined space! The display screen at the top of the pillar flickered violently, finally settling on a startling number:

27!

Five days! From 12 points when he first entered the gravity room, it soared to 27 points! An average increase of 3 points per day! If this speed were to get out, it would shake the entire Blue Star Martial Dao world!

"Not fast enough!" Lin Yuan wiped away the sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes sharp as blades. "Cangqiong Martial Academy's 58 points is just the threshold... I need to be stable, to be stronger! Primordial Purple Qi..." With a thought, he brought up the panel:

[Host: Lin Yuan]

[combat power: 27]

[Realm: Reserve Martial Artist]

[Aptitude: Teachable (Next stage: Exceptionally Talented, requires 100 evolution points)]

[Cultivation Technique: Starlight Body Refining Art (Yellow Rank High Grade), can be deduced and evolved]

[Martial Skill: Mountain Crushing Fist (Minor Achievement 9%), can be upgraded]

[evolution points: 15 (+3/day)]

[Primordial Purple Qi Fusion degree: 0.002%]

[Special: Item Appraisal (Elementary)]

[Equipment: black tortoise ring (Earth Rank Low Grade Damaged, Guard 3/3, can be repaired)]

Five days of arduous Cultivation, combat power soared, but the Primordial Purple Qi Fusion degree was still stuck at 0.002%!

Click.

The heavy alloy door of the gravity room unlocked. Only the Principal could enter.

The door opened, and Principal Zhou walked in, carrying a steaming, bountiful meal tray.

"How is it? The taste of this gravity room, strong enough?" The Principal placed the meal tray on a specially designed pressure-resistant small table.

His gaze swept over the dazzling "27" on the force-measuring pillar, his eye twitching violently, and he couldn't help but curse, "Damn it... he's really a monster! Five days! Fifteen points! If this news gets out, that old dog Zhao Tianxiong will go crazy!"

Lin Yuan took the meal tray and ate heartily. "Thank you, Principal, I've adapted."

"Hmph, good that you've adapted." The Principal's expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice, "That old bastard Zhao Tianxiong came again today!"

Lin Yuan's hand paused slightly as he picked up a dish, his eyes instantly turning cold: "He's still not giving up?"

"The Zhao family is used to throwing their weight around in Tianming City; they'll stop at nothing to get what they want!" The Principal snorted coldly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "But they don't dare to openly cause trouble in the school! This old man's face still carries some weight! I've already warned Zhao Tianxiong, if that scoundrel son of his, or anyone from his Zhao family, dares to touch a single hair on your head again..."

The Principal leaned closer, his voice laced with chilling Killing Intent, "I'll expose all the dirty dealings they've done over the years, not a single one missed, to the Ministry of Education and the Martial Artist Supervision Bureau! By then, let alone his son, his entire Zhao family will be stripped bare! They won't die, but they'll be crippled!"

Lin Yuan felt a warmth in his heart. He knew that the Principal was using everything he had to shield him.

"Alright, eat first, replenishing your strength is important." The Principal finished speaking, then carefully took out a small, delicate mutton-fat jade bottle from his embrace. The bottle was warm and faintly glowed with spiritual light. "Here, take this."

Lin Yuan took the jade bottle and pulled out the stopper. A spiritual energy several times purer and more concentrated than Body Tempering Pills, and invigorating to the spirit, wafted out! Inside the bottle were three round, longan-sized Medicinal Pills emitting a faint green glow.

"Qi Gathering Pill." The Principal smacked his lips, pained. "A true Yellow Rank High Grade Medicinal Pill! Body Tempering Pills are trash compared to it! One pill is worth ten days to half a month of your arduous Cultivation! This old man only gets this much quota in a month... use it sparingly!"