Library

"Look's like this Spiritual Siphoning Technique is quite suitable for a starter. To think that using it frequently will increase the proficiency and shorten the time taken to produce the Foundation Pill." Yanglin said as he focused on absorbing the energy around him.

The Spiritual Energy was like a gigantic cloud of smoke lingering all around him. No matter how hard he tried, the part section absorbed by him through the Spiritual Siphoning Technique would be replaced by more Spiritual Energy after a few seconds.

As for those energies he absorbed into that greeny-tiny peak of him, only heaven would know what actually happened on the inside. Although he was using the Spiritual Siphoning Technique this time, there was not much difference in the time it took to produce two Foundation Pills again.

Just like before, a single Blood Foundation Pill and Clarity Foundation Pill were left in the open as his consciousness appeared at the foothill. Even if he's not collecting them, the Foundation Pills will not vanish on their own.

But in his case, it will.

Because there's an entity that enjoyed eating the Foundation Pills was residing within the core of this greeny-tiny peak.

Feeling satisfied with his second successful result, Yanglin continued with the third. Once again, he entered the dimension where only spirit, soul, and energy exists. The small peak repeats what it was doing before. This time, it was smoother, but no difference in the collection speed just yet.

Yanglin was reading the mantra silently as he concentrated on what he was doing. It was actually no different from following what the monks back on where he came while chanting their scriptures. But there were differences between the two.

He doesn't understand a single meaning of the mantra he was repeating after the monk. But here, he could understand some of them. The more accurate his chant and speed, the faster the flow of Spiritual Energy siphoned into the greeny-tiny peak.

Furthermore, it was more interesting than blindly chanting them because there are a total of four layers of mastery over this Spiritual Siphoning Technique. Like the cultivation stage, they're divided into Early, Middle, Late, and Peak Mastery.

And although the reward from mastering each layer was not mentioned, Yanglin believes it won't be too shabby. Of course, his assumption was based on the number of mantras in his mind.

As he was still barely into the Early Mastery for the Spiritual Siphoning Technique, he could hardly pronounce the 24 mantras imprinted in his mind.

By the time the third hour has passed, Yanglin was asleep like a snoring pig on top of that hard brick-layered bed. For the first time after coming into this world, Yanglin had a dream. It was quite a sweet one on top of that.

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"Wow... You're early. Did the sun rises from somewhere else today?" Xia Xuan-Xuan said while she came back with the water she collected from the well nearby. Her appearance was not ladylike due to her shabby, commoner clothing.

But they are still able to accentuate her figure when it was worn on her. While she does look nothing but a commoner, she was still a beauty.

"The sun still came out from where it should. I'm the one that changed. At what time did the Village Chief ask us to meet him at the library?" Yanglin replied to her mockery. The change in his tone shocked her a little as it doesn't sound as cold as before.

Although there was still a lack of affection in his tone, he at least replied to her.

Such changes made Xia Xuan-Xuan stares blankly at Yanglin. She even asked herself if the awakening ceremony turned Yanglin into an idiot or someone else. But she had no idea that her guesses were half correct.

This Yanglin was not the same as before. And it happened far earlier, before the awakening ceremony.

"It-It will be at after an incense stick of time. I'll see you later after I've done helping my mother with the preparation. Remember to come for breakfast." Xia Xuan-Xuan said and quickly returned to her own wooden home.

(Note: In my book, an incense stick of time is basically means an hour. I can't be going at 3pm, 6pm. 12am and 12pm in a cultivation novel without clock nor watches, right?)

"Well... Since there's an incense stick of time to go, why not I continue with what I was doing yesterday?" Yanglin spoke to himself and decided to return to his broken hut. Taking this chance to look at the building clearly, he's wondering how he can accept the fact of living here.

'Maybe I should repair the building when I have some time...' Yanglin whispered. After making a comment like this, he went inside the building and repeated what he was doing last night.

Based on his current achievement in the Spiritual Siphoning Technique and his cultivation strength, he couldn't produce another Foundation Pill in less than an hour. But since the Spiritual Energy gathered won't dissipate like smoke when not used, he could just continue with the process whenever he's available.

After waiting about two-thirds of what the incense stick takes to burn, Yanglin went to the Xia Family's humble home for breakfast. It was a simple plain bun, sweet potato, and some biscuit meal.

Xia Xuan-Xuan then suggested making their way to the library after they're done with the breakfast. Madam Xia will be going to the nearby tailor shop to work there for her daily income.

"It felt like there's something wrong with you today... But I can't seem to guess what was different. Did you fall sick?" Xia Xuan-Xuan asked. Yanglin's action of following beside her made her both happy and suspicious.

She is still unable to see the difference in Yanglin, except he's been waking up quite early today.

The two arrived at the library after ten or so minutes of walking. It was a surprise that they were the first to arrive.

"Come in. I'll bring you both to the first floor to choose a cultivation scroll to be brought home to practice. As for how much it helps you in your cultivation will be up to your choice and fate." the village chief said.