Turning waste into treasure

In the next few days, Lin Xuan spent half of his time practicing and half of his time studying the sea of stars in his body. A week had passed in the blink of an eye, and although he still hadn't found out the end of it, at least the blue light was a little smoother when he used it as spiritual energy to do the Great Circulation.

"How exactly should I use it?"

Lin Xuan played with a pill in his hand, sorting out in his mind the experiments he had done with the blue point of light over the past few days.

Unlike the other spirit pills, this pill emitted a mushy smell, for it was a spent pill given to him by Elder Ma. To a cultivator, a failed refining pill was of no use, but Lin Xuan did not spare the spent pill to throw it away, for after all, the materials used to refine it were equally heavenly treasures.

It was useless to just think about it, to study it clearly, one had to try it with their hands.

"Do the Great Circulation once more."

Lin Xuan had already run the blue light through his meridians as spiritual energy many times, and every time it reached the palm of his right hand it would escape from his body, this was obviously the key, so Lin Xuan was not tired of trying to find a breakthrough point from here.

Sitting cross-legged, he once again gathered the points of light in his dantian into a blue bond and began the cycle. At first everything went smoothly, although the speed was slow, it was indeed flowing along the meridians and soon reached the wrist of his right hand.

As it was about to disperse any further, Lin Xuan focused all his divine sense, ready to experience it in detail to see if he could discover any details that he had overlooked before.

With his divine sense, Lin Xuan was able to clearly sense the change in the point of light, which was about to reach the palm of his hand. The light, which was a massless and invisible thing, easily passed through the meridians, passed through the veins and skin, and escaped ...

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Lin Xuan suddenly looked moved, this time the situation is slightly different from the previous times, blue light did escape out of his body, but did not float into the air, but drilled like a thing in the palm of his hand.

The waste pellet, he had just forgotten to put it aside when doing the Great Circulation of the Heavens.

With this discovery, Lin Xuan's energy became more focused and continued to transfer a constant stream of blue light out of his dantian. Although it was still unclear why the blue light would react to the Ruined Dan, this might be a breakthrough.

And any detail could be the key to cracking the puzzle!

Carefully, Lin Xuan controlled the blue light while using his divine sense to investigate the waste pellet. The sight was transmitted directly into his mind, only to see some of those blue dots of light burrowing into the waste pellet, while others were ejected and dissipated in the air.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed ...

The sea of stars in the dantian of his body had shrunk to only a third of its usual size, and at this time, no matter how hard Lin Xuan tried, he could no longer mobilize the light dots, which seemed to be the limit of its output, and at the same time, a fragrance reached the end of his nose.

The young man opened his eyes, only to see that the originally black and mushy waste pellet had become snow-white all over, this was - a lower grade marrow cleansing pellet?

Compared to his peers, Lin Xuan was much more mature, although he had not yet reached the level where he could not change his colour before the collapse of a mountain, he was at least able to show his joy and anger without showing it, but there were no absolutes in everything.

After examining it for half a second, he was sure that he was not mistaken, and the aroma was still coming into his nose, it really was - a Lower Grade Marrow Cleansing Pill!

"Haha!" Even if he was more stable and deep-rooted, at this moment, Lin Xuan couldn't help but laugh freely, what was originally a waste pellet like rubbish had actually turned into a useful elixir, could this blue dot of light be turned into a treasure?

If so, wouldn't he be rich?

You should know that in cultivation, qualification is important, but if there is enough spiritual medicine to support it, a mortal without spiritual roots can also become a patriarch ... of course, only in theory, for no other reason than that even a cultivator with a deeper family has no way to treat pills as sugar pills.

But if this blue dot of light can really be turned into a treasure, the situation is different ...

The joy in Lin Xuan's heart was palpable, but soon, he suppressed his excitement, returned to his composure, and began to think.

Although he had expected this treasure to be extraordinary, he also did not expect that its utility could be almost counter-intuitive, turning waste into treasure, which was enough to make any cultivator's eyes water, so the most important problem he was currently facing was to keep it a secret and not let anyone know about it.

There was no telling how Zhou Yan and Zhang Yu had obtained the treasure, and whether there was a third person involved, but even if there was, Lin Xuan was not worried, as Zhou Yan and Zhang Yu were both dead, and it was unlikely that anyone would suspect himself, a low ranking disciple.

The only thing that needed to be taken care of was not to let anyone find out what was going on in his dantian, and this was not too much of a problem, as the human body was so wonderfully constructed that even an expert whose cultivation level was far superior to his own could easily shield his divine sense from scanning his dantian as long as he was careful, so the possibility of exposure was minimal.

As long as one paid careful attention, it should be easy to keep it a secret. With this understanding, Lin Xuan stopped worrying and turned to thinking about the benefits the blue light dot could bring him.

To become an amazing cultivator, one needed to fulfil two conditions: one was to have good spiritual roots, that is, sufficient talent, and the second was to be diligent, not lazy, not slack, able to overcome any difficulties and to cultivate with single-mindedness.

As a disciple at the Spiritual Movement stage, he dared to go to the Heart Refining Road to cultivate, which also showed how committed he was to cultivation.

The reason for his low power is that he has no spiritual roots and is merely an ordinary mortal, and ordinary people are always pitifully slow in their cultivation.

However, this situation can soon be changed. Ordinary people can cultivate immortality with half the effort, but it is not without remedy. With enough spiritual pill support, a mortal with no spiritual roots can become a remarkable patriarch as well, but of course, pills are not sugar pills, and even profoundly powerful great sects cannot afford them.