The Nascent Soul Daoist partner is too fierce, so I'm refining my golden body overnight!

The next day, Tingfeng Courtyard.

Lin Yuan returned to his quiet room, and as he moved, his muscles and bones let out a slight whimper, as if they had been completely drained.

He stretched his waist; Su Meiniang, a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, was indeed another kind of blessed land that required him to exert all his strength to explore.

“This body is still not strong enough.”

Lin Yuan muttered to himself, yet there was no trace of fatigue in his eyes; instead, a burning fire blazed within them.

He sat down cross-legged.

A Jade Slip, recording the Pill Formula for the golden body pill, floated quietly in his palm.

His Divine Sense invaded it, and a massive amount of alchemical information flooded his mind, instantly parsed, broken down, and reconfigured by his current First-Grade Alchemist Realm.

This so-called golden body pill Pill Formula, in his eyes, was like a child’s scribble, full of flaws.

“Dragon Saliva Grass and Earth Fire Lizard's inner core are incompatible in medicinal properties; forcibly refining them causes a 30% loss in efficacy—foolish.”

“The fundamental principle of Body Tempering is to draw the sharp Qi of heaven and earth into the body, yet the auxiliary medicines use a nourishing approach, putting the cart before the horse—even more idiotic.”

“If the Earth Fire Lizard's inner core were replaced with Gengjin Marrow, and the spine of an Iron-Backed Demonic Bear used as a guide, wouldn't the medicinal power increase by more than 30%?”

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

A brand new, incredibly overbearing Pill Formula forcefully took shape in his mind.

This Pill Formula demanded control over fire that had reached the Transcendent Realm, but for him, it was merely commonplace.

He flipped his palm, and the ancient Pill Furnace crashed to the ground.

“Rise!”

With a low shout, a flame so black it seemed to devour light ignited from his palm—it was the Earth Core Nether Fire.

The flames licked the Pill Furnace, and the surrounding air twisted violently from the high temperature; the entire quiet room transformed into a crucible.

Lin Yuan's expression was focused as he precisely fed in Spiritual Materials one by one.

Purification.

Fusion.

His movements were devoid of any theatrics, yet they contained a rhythm that seemed to control all things.

Half a day later.

The rich medicinal fragrance in the quiet room had almost solidified.

Lin Yuan's eyes burst forth with divine light, and he slammed his hands onto the Pill Furnace.

“Condense!”

The Pill Furnace vibrated intensely, and nine dazzling golden lights shot out from it, which he instantly grabbed into his palm.

Nine Medicinal Pills, the size of longans, floated in his palm, entirely gilded, with mysterious dark-red demonic patterns naturally formed on their surfaces, exuding a weighty aura like collapsing mountains.

“Not bad, even better than expected.”

The nine supreme grade golden body pills had nearly 40% more medicinal power than the original Pill Formula.

Lin Yuan didn't hesitate, tossing a golden body pill into his mouth.

The Medicinal Pill melted as soon as it entered his throat.

A violently powerful energy, like molten iron, exploded within his body!

That was not Spiritual Qi, but pure Body Tempering Origin Qi to the extreme, and the scorching energy washed over every inch of his muscles and bones, every bit of his flesh and blood.

“Boom!”

On Lin Yuan's body, dark red Asura Demonic Body patterns fully emerged, grotesque and ancient.

Beneath his skin was the excruciating pain of bones being forcibly crushed and then reshaped.

His internal organs felt as if they were clutched by an invisible hand, repeatedly refined.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, fully circulating the Asura Demonic Body, frantically guiding this power to savagely transform his Physical Body.

An hour later.

The medicinal power was exhausted.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, and a terrifying glint in his pupils receded.

He felt the explosive power within his body, as if it could pierce through mountains; he lightly clenched his five fingers, and the air let out a mournful wail, unable to bear the pressure.

The golden characters in his eyes refreshed.

Cultivation: Late Foundation Establishment Stage: 0/500000 (addable points); Golden Body Realm Initial Stage: 0/10000 (addable points)]

usable attribute points: 20488]

special attribute points: 104]

From Blood Moving Realm to Golden Body Realm was a chasm.

And from Golden Body Realm Initial Stage to Middle Stage, it required a full ten thousand attribute points, which was the same as the Foundation Establishment Early Stage back then.

“I didn't expect to smoothly enter the Golden Body Realm after only consuming one pill. Mainly... the quality of the Medicinal Pill was good enough, plus my own talent in Body Refining is better than that of a Spell Cultivator!”

“Golden Body Realm Initial Stage, for now, is sufficient.”

“Still, I should accumulate attribute points first and then aim for Core Formation!”

Lin Yuan suppressed the urge to add more points; attribute points needed to be used wisely, and aiming for the Golden Core was the Righteous Path... Meanwhile, north of Black Stone City, at the Blood River Spirit Mine.

Inside a magnificent grand hall that rose from the ground, a meeting that would determine the century-longpattern of the entire Eastern Region was underway.

Within the hall, four factions sat at four corners, the atmosphere oppressive.

In the main seat, Xuan Yin Old Ancestor was radiant.

Beside him, Gu Zheng sat motionless in a plain dress, both person and chair seemingly transformed into a sword.

Opposite Xuan Yin Old Ancestor was the Sect Master of Misty Immortal Sect, Situ Piaomiao.

She was still in white, fairer than snow, with unparalleled grace, but the fingers holding the teacup were gripping harder than usual, and deep in her eyes was unconcealed astonishment at the old man opposite her.

To her left, Grand Elder Ye Youmeng of the Five Poisons Sect leaned against a soft cushion woven from scorpions.

To her right was the Empress of Yan Yang Kingdom, Ji Wushuang.

She wore a mysterious gold dragon robe, a flat-sky crown, and held a cup of clear tea, yet exuded a majestic imperial aura as if overlooking an empire.

“First, I must congratulate Fellow Daoist Gu on entering the Nascent Soul Stage; truly a cause for celebration.”

Ye Youmeng spoke with a sweet, cloying laugh.

Ji Wushuang's gaze was calm, but her voice had the quality of gold and jade.

“Last night, Black Stone City experienced a celestial phenomenon; presumably, it was your sect's third Nascent Soul.”

The Eastern Region had been stagnant for a hundred years, producing no Nascent Soul cultivators.

Recently, Misty Immortal Sect produced one, and the Yin Corpse Sect surprisingly produced two more in quick succession.

If they knew that these three newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivators were all related to Lin Yuan, what expressions would they have?

“Cough, heaven blesses my sect, merely luck, pure luck!”

Everyone knew in their hearts that no useful information could be gleaned from this old fox.

Situ Piaomiao picked up her teacup, blew away the foam, and spoke in a clear voice.

“Let's talk about business.”

Xuan Yin Old Ancestor put down his teacup, his voice booming.

“Today, I invited you all here, and I believe everyone is clear about the purpose. The Blood River Spirit Mine is a treasure land unprecedented in our Eastern Region for ten thousand years, and no single faction can monopolize it. I propose that we jointly mine it. What are your thoughts?”

“Joint mining, this Empress has no objection.”

Ji Wushuang spoke first, fully displaying her imperial majesty.

“However, how should the extracted Spirit Stones be distributed?”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall held their breath.

This was the real crux.

“What's so difficult about that?”

Xuan Yin Old Ancestor was confident.

“This Spirit Mine is within the territory of my Yin Corpse Sect, so my sect should naturally take the largest share.”

“That's incorrect.”

Situ Piaomiao spoke lightly, her voice unruffled.

“This Spirit Mine was first discovered by a Disciple of my Misty Immortal Sect. This largest share should also be taken by my sect.”

The two exchanged words, and invisible sparks seemed to fly in the air.

“Hehe…”

Ye Youmeng let out a charming laugh, breaking the deadlock.

“Why are you two getting angry? In my humble opinion, how about this: Yin Corpse Sect and Misty Immortal Sect each take 30%. My Five Poisons Sect and Yan Yang Kingdom each take 20%, how does that sound?”

These words seemed fair but immediately sparked a new confrontation.

“Unacceptable.”

Ji Wushuang's phoenix eyes slightly lifted, revealing her imperial might.

“My Yan Yang Kingdom wants 30%.”

“Ji Wushuang, your appetite is too big!”

The smile on Ye Youmeng's face completely vanished, and her voice turned cold.

“Are you implying that my Five Poisons Sect is only fit to drink soup?”

For a time, the hall was filled with tension, once again reaching a stalemate.

Just then.

A coarse, bear-like male voice came from outside the hall without warning, laced with heavy sarcasm.

“Have you all decided to kick our two families out?”

Before the words finished, two figures had already entered the grand hall.

Leading them was Grand Elder Xiong Kaishan of Hundred Beasts Mountain, clad in beast hide, as imposing as a mountain.

Behind him, Grand Elder Murong Yue of Xuanfu Sect moved with light lotus steps, in a green dress, with eyes full of emotion, and countless illusory spirit talismans flickering around her.

The Six Sects of the Eastern Region, Nascent Soul giants, were all gathered here.