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132: Chapter 132 Waiting for three days is not as good as meditating and cultivating on the spot.

Inside the Ancient Hall of Love and Heaven, time seemed to stand still.

Xu Ruyu had sat cross-legged on the bluestone floor in the center of the hall for three full days.

During these three days, besides three simple daily breath adjustments to run his basic Cultivation Technique, he spent the rest of the time sitting in quiet waiting.

His eyes were slightly closed, his breathing long, yet his Divine Sense spread out like a spider web, sensing every minute change in the ancient hall.

However, there was nothing.

No footsteps, no laughter, no figure of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Little Girl jumping around.

The ancient hall remained as empty as before, the bluestone walls silent, the light from the dome constant, even the trajectory of the air flow seemed eternal and unchanging.

"Three days..."

Xu Ruyu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the empty ceiling of the hall, and whispered to himself.

Lady Qingli's instructions were still ringing in his ears: "Wait for her to come find you."

But what if she never comes?

More than two months of the Three-Month Agreement had passed, and the time truly left for cultivation was less than a dozen days.

And he was facing Leng Ningshuang, who was at the Late Golden Core Stage and receiving personal guidance from Xiao Nianyin.

Every moment wasted meant one less chance of winning.

A flash of decisiveness crossed Xu Ruyu's eyes.

He suddenly remembered a saying his teacher often used during his school days in his past life: "Rather than waiting idly for an opportunity, it's better to create one."

Since that "Little Girl" hadn't appeared, instead of wasting time here, why not... do something useful.

At least, he should properly organize the things he had already mastered once more.

Thinking this, he closed his eyes again.

But this time, it was no longer aimless waiting.

Xu Ruyu's mind sank into his Dantian.

The Qi Sea of Qi Refining Level 9 slowly rotated, its nine-layered ring structure shining brilliantly under the reflection of his Divine Sense.

At the very core, that silver-white speck of light—the source of Taixu True Qi—was like a singularity at the dawn of the Universe, quiet and profound.

"Start from the basics first."

He silently recited the Mind-Cultivation Technique and began to operate his self-created New Energy Cultivation Method.

This method was born from his understanding of matter and energy in his past life, fused with the framework of the cultivation civilization of this world. Its core lay in "everything is energy"—kinetic energy of air, chemical bond energy, electromagnetic radiation energy... all could be converted for his own use.

At this moment, in this silent ancient hall, the easiest thing to obtain was the ubiquitous air.

"Taixu True Qi Chapter, Resonance Breathing Method..."

Xu Ruyu adjusted his breathing rhythm; between each breath, the frequency quietly changed.

At first, it was just ordinary breathing, but gradually, the sound of his breathing began to resonate with a certain "background noise" in the ancient hall.

That wasn't a sound, but the never-ending thermal motion of air molecules—billions of nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon dioxide molecules... colliding and rebounding frantically in the microscopic world, forming an endless Brownian motion.

Ordinary Cultivators Cultivate by capturing free-floating "Spiritual Qi particles" in the air.

But what Xu Ruyu did was directly collect the kinetic energy of these molecules' disordered motion!

"Frequency synchronization, resonance begins..."

His Divine Sense sank into the microscopic level.

On a scale unperceivable by ordinary people, the air molecules within a three-foot radius of Xu Ruyu began to undergo subtle changes in their trajectories.

The originally chaotic collisions were gradually guided by his breathing rhythm, like billions of tiny stars starting to rotate, accelerate, collide, and release energy around his body!

Wisps of extremely fine yet incredibly pure "Taixu True Qi" seeped through his pores into his Meridians, flowing into the Dantian Qi Sea like a trickling stream.

This process was extremely slow, and its efficiency was far inferior to directly absorbing Spirit Stones or Spiritual Veins.

But Xu Ruyu didn't want efficiency; he wanted verification.

Verification of whether this theory was truly feasible in this world.

Time passed bit by bit.

One hour, two hours...

Xu Ruyu was completely immersed in the wonderful rhythm of the microscopic world.

He could "see" the rotation of the diatomic structure of nitrogen molecules, "hear" the faint energy released when oxygen molecules collided, and "feel" the formation and breaking of hydrogen bonds in water molecules...

These were all scientific knowledge from his past life mapped onto the cultivation of this world, a perfect Fusion of theory and practice.

Unknowingly, what he was operating was no longer the simple Qi Induction and Return to Origin Art, but a prototype of a completely new Cultivation Technique born from new energy concepts, yet deeply rooted in the cultivation Laws of this world.

"This Cultivation Technique shall be named the True Explanation of Taixu Source Energy..."

"The Taixu of the Universe is neither empty nor void.

Everything vibrates, all matter is energy.

Cultivators of old captured the Excited states of Spiritual particles, like fishing by draining the pond—there is an end to it.

Now, a new path is opened, accepting the source of the Ground state, inexhaustible; this is called the True Explanation of Taixu Source Energy.

The Great Dao is simple, its principle is only fairness.

Using the body as a ferry, using thought as a guide.

Absorbing the constant motion of heaven and earth, transforming into the infinity of oneself..."

Xu Ruyu spoke slowly and clearly, and only then did he run this Mind-Cultivation Technique for exactly eighty-one cycles.

With every cycle, his perception of the microscopic world became clearer, and his understanding of "transforming kinetic energy into True Qi" deepened by a layer.

By the end of the eighty-first cycle, the temperature of the air within three feet of him had dropped by a full three degrees—a natural phenomenon after kinetic energy was extracted from molecular motion.

And in his Dantian Qi Sea, the originally silver-white Taixu True Qi was now mixed with a trace of extremely faint, almost transparent "Taixu True Qi".

Although this wisp of True Qi was weak, it carried an eternal sense of being "inexhaustible."

"It's done..."

Xu Ruyu slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

After that breath left his body for three feet, it actually condensed into a small patch of fine ice crystals in the air, falling to the ground with a rustle—this was the manifestation of molecular motion being extremely slowed down.

He opened his eyes, a hint of fatigue flashing through them, but even more so a bright glint.

These three days of sitting idly were not without gain.

At least, the prototype of the True Explanation of Taixu Source Energy was completed.

With the Cultivation Technique newly formed, Xu Ruyu did not stop.

He stood up and took a stance in the empty ancient hall.

Since he had to pass the time, he might as well review, deduce, and even... improve what he had learned before one by one.

"Let's start with the Forbidden Records of Remnant Blood."

With a thought from Xu Ruyu, the trajectory of his blood and Qi circulation suddenly changed.

The Forbidden Records of Remnant Blood was originally an Evil Path fragment that burned essence blood to briefly increase combat power, with huge side effects that often damaged one's Foundation.

But when Xu Ruyu comprehended it before, he saw another possibility—

"Burning essence blood is essentially converting biochemical energy into a burst of True Yuan. But if the 'fuel' being burned can be precisely controlled, it doesn't necessarily have to damage one's own Foundation..."

He pressed his palms down into the air, and a dark red blood light gradually rose from his palms.

But this time, there were faint silver-white and transparent air currents entwined within the blood light—that was the Taixu True Qi and Taixu True Qi assisting in regulation.

"If I use Taixu True Qi as a guide and the tiny heat generated by the collision of air molecules as the 'kindling,' only igniting the aging and diseased cells in the blood while preserving the healthy cells..."

Xu Ruyu closed his eyes and looked inward, controlling the True Qi to flow precisely through his blood vessels.

After ten breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a palm!

"Boom—!"

The palm wind broke through the air, actually leaving a palm print three inches deep on the bluestone wall ten zhang away! Around the palm print, the stone surface showed an eerie dark red, as if stained with blood, but it was quickly fading—that was the residual Life essence dissipating.

The power of this palm strike was already comparable to a full-strength blow from a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

And the price Xu Ruyu paid was merely less than one-thousandth of the aging blood cells in his body that should have been eliminated by metabolism anyway.

"It's feasible!"

The light in his eyes grew even brighter.

"Next is the Secret Manual of Seven Emotions."

This fragmented Cultivation Technique was originally intended to create mental flaws by inducing the opponent's seven emotions and six desires, and then deliver a fatal blow.

Xu Ruyu had only learned the basics before, but now, deducing it with a calm mind, he had a deeper understanding.

"Seven emotions and six desires are essentially fluctuations in the secretion of neurotransmitters and hormones.

If I can use True Qi to simulate fluctuations of specific frequencies, perhaps I can directly interfere with the opponent's physiological state..."

He formed hand seals, and seven different colors of faint light flowed between his ten fingers—the Red of Joy, the Green of Anger, the White of Worry, the Yellow of Pensiveness, the Black of Sorrow, the Purple of Fear, and the Blue of Shock.

The seven-colored lights intertwined and changed, outlining illusory emotional scenes in the air of the ancient hall.

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