292: Chapter 293 This is the Taiyi Dao Seed!

Lu Shiyin's pretty face was flushed red, and a delicate groan escaped her small, elegant nose. The sound was soft and melodious, carrying a hint of shyness and a touch of intoxication.

Her jade-like hands had, at some point, tightly wrapped around Ye Changge's neck, her fingers interlaced as if she were a drowning person grasping at the last piece of driftwood.

Her body was slightly feverish; through the thin Liuxian skirt, they could feel each other's body heat merging.

With one hand around her waist, Ye Changge gently rested his other hand on her back, slowly stroking her through the fabric. Her spine was slender and straight, the silhouette of her shoulder blades faintly visible, and the sensation was exquisite.

At this moment, time seemed to lose all meaning.

No one knew how long had passed—

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn? Or even longer?

Lu Shiyin was finally starting to run out of breath.

She felt the air in her chest being drained bit by bit, her breathing becoming difficult and hurried. Yet, she couldn't bear to push away the person in front of her, only hugging his neck even tighter, as if to draw the courage to continue from him.

Her mind was foggy, as if filled with paste, unable to think clearly about anything.

She only vaguely remembered—wasn't he supposed to transfer the Dao Seed?

How did it...

"Mmm—"

She let out a whimper as faint as a mosquito's hum, serving as a reminder and perhaps a plea for mercy.

Only then did Ye Changge snap back to his senses.

He pulled back slightly, looking down at the face in his arms, which was covered in a rosy flush, and those watery, misty eyes that still held a trace of daze.

His hand had, at some point, slipped beneath the collar of that white Liuxian skirt, his palm pressed against the slender side of her waist, the touch warm and delicate.

Ye Changge's movements paused.

He awkwardly withdrew his hand and gave a light cough to hide his embarrassment.

"Cough... I almost forgot the main task."

Hearing this, Lu Shiyin's cheeks turned even redder, looking as if they might bleed.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, only uttering a soft "Mm," her voice so faint it was barely audible.

Ye Changge took a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, and his expression regained some solemnity.

"Shiyin, focus your mind and calm your breath; prepare to receive the Dao Seed."

Lu Shiyin nodded obediently, closed her eyes, withdrew her Divine Sense, and sank her mind into her Dantian.

Ye Changge said no more. He looked inward at his Dantian, focusing his mind on that soybean-sized, semi-liquid, semi-solid golden Dao Seed.

With a thought, the Dao Seed slowly rose from his Dantian, traveling up through his Meridians, passing through his chest and throat, and finally reaching his mouth.

That golden light was faintly visible through his lips and teeth.

Ye Changge lowered his head slightly and pressed his lips against Lu Shiyin's once more.

This time, there was no lingering, no grinding, only the most direct and pure—transfer.

He slowly transferred that Taiyi Dao Seed from his mouth into Lu Shiyin's.

The moment the Dao Seed entered her mouth, Lu Shiyin's body jerked violently.

A majestic yet gentle power, like a trickling stream, surged from her mouth, traveled down her throat, and went straight into her Dantian. That power was not domineering; instead, it was as soft as water. Wherever it passed, her Meridians felt as if they were being soaked in hot spring water, bringing an indescribable comfort and clarity.

However, what shocked Lu Shiyin even more was the level of power contained within it.

It was a higher level of spiritual power that far exceeded her understanding.

Pure, condensed, and thick, it was as if every bit of spiritual power had been compressed to the limit, containing an energy density that ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators could hardly hope to reach.

Is this... the foundation of a perfect dao foundation?

As soon as the golden Dao Seed entered Lu Shiyin's Dantian, it seemed to gain a soul of its own. It suspended itself in the center of her Dantian, slowly rotating. With every revolution, a layer of fine, dust-like golden halo spread outward, like a miniature sun, sowing majestic and warm power into every part of her body.

Wherever the golden light passed, Lu Shiyin's bones emitted a faint hum, as if awakened by some ancient power. The originally jade-white bone surfaces were gradually plated with a layer of pale gold luster. That luster spread from the center to the edges, like spring water soaking into parched earth, inch by inch, slowly and steadily.

Her bones were becoming tougher.

Lu Shiyin could clearly feel the change. It wasn't pain, but a deep-seated tingling that reached her marrow, as if every inch of bone was being reforged and injected with a higher level of power.

At the same time, the Meridians within her body were also undergoing subtle changes. Those meridian channels that were originally somewhat stagnant and narrow gradually became wide and clear under the nourishment of the golden light, like a parched riverbed welcoming long-awaited sweet rain. Spiritual power surged through them without the slightest hindrance, its speed more than doubling.

Waves of shock surged through Lu Shiyin's heart.

She knew Ye Changge possessed a perfect dao foundation and vaguely understood what the word "perfect" meant. But knowing was one thing; experiencing it personally was another. The purity of that spiritual power exceeded her own by more than tenfold!

No wonder her husband could slay two Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators single-handedly; such a foundation was indeed incomparable to ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

A sense of pride, of sharing in his glory, suddenly welled up in Lu Shiyin's heart.

This was her husband.

However, what surprised her even more was the "spirituality" that the Dao Seed displayed within her body.

The Dao Seed seemed able to sense her body's condition. Wherever the golden light reached was exactly where her body needed improvement most. If the bone density was insufficient, it would strengthen the bones; if the Meridians weren't clear enough, it would widen them; if the spiritual power wasn't pure enough, it would refine it.

This was the power of a spiritual Dao Seed—it would perform adaptive adjustments based on the specific conditions within the bodies of the giver and the receiver.

Everyone's Physique is different, their Spiritual Roots are different, the width of their Meridians, the density of their bones, and the capacity of their Dantians are all different. Ordinary Dao Seed Legacies often require the receiver to adapt to the characteristics of the Dao Seed, forcibly changing themselves to fit it. If the compatibility is insufficient, the result is twice the effort for half the result at best, and at worst, the Dao Seed is rejected, and all previous efforts are wasted.

But the Taiyi Dao Seed is different.

It possesses a kind of near-sentient adaptive ability. It does not forcibly change the receiver; instead, it adjusts its own power distribution according to the receiver's specific situation, finding the most compatible entry point to improve, nourish, and guide in a "tailor-made" fashion.

This means that every Taiyi Dao Seed planted will eventually perfectly match the Host, forming a unique cultivation system exclusive to the Host.

This is the mystery of the Taiyi Legacy.

It doesn't require you to adapt to it; rather, it adapts to you.

Only in this way, when the two of them engage in Dual Cultivation in the future, can that "Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Seeds" be successfully born. When the Yin-Yang Qi flows, collides, and merges between two Dao Foundations of the same origin but different natures, it can nurture that wisp of Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Seeds, which feels like the beginning of Chaos. The efficacy of that Mother Qi in refining the Dao Foundation and tempering the Divine Soul is more than ten times greater than ordinary Dual Cultivation methods.