Chapter 10

The sound of this crisp noise could only mean one thing: the spirit aperture had opened!

Indeed, it was the opening of the spirit aperture!

Bai Mo himself had not expected that under such circumstances, the continuous cultivation of the *Aperture Opening Technique* would bring him such a pleasant surprise. Opening the spirit aperture at the Ninth Rank Spirit Scholar stage, and in the instant of opening, his body, which had already reached its limit, suddenly expanded. Bai Mo could feel that all the spiritual energy that had been filling him was now surging into the spirit aperture.

The feeling of instantly wanting to fill the spirit aperture to the brim was so refreshing.

Many cultivators in the Canglan Realm knew that the Spirit Scholar stage was about gathering spiritual energy into a stream to unleash powerful forces. However, such power was merely a result of the strength of the spiritual energy flowing within the body, and this stream of spiritual energy always had a limit, a point where it could be exhausted.

To truly store spiritual energy, one must open the spirit aperture. By using the spiritual energy gathered during the Spirit Scholar stage, one can forcefully break through the spirit aperture within the body, then organize, expand, and stabilize the spirit aperture space, allowing it to hold more spiritual energy. This method of cultivation is the orthodox way, the foundation for rising to prominence.

Only those who have opened their spirit apertures can be considered to have truly entered the inner sanctum.

Of course, there are three methods to open the spirit aperture. The lowest level is to use spiritual energy to forcefully break through. Beyond this, embedding a spirit bead or refining a divine veneration are clearly superior.

But now, for Bai Mo, the cultivation technique he was practicing was just the ordinary *Aperture Opening Technique*, and the only method he could use was the lowest level. Techniques like the Aperture Opening Pill or other methods of opening the aperture were luxuries he could only dream of.

Perhaps it was arduous and tiring, but for the current Bai Mo, it was enough!

Being able to open the spirit aperture at the Ninth Rank Spirit Scholar stage was something he had never dared to imagine before. And his method of opening it was probably unique throughout the entire Canglan Realm.

With such glory, why wouldn't Bai Mo be happy?

The third one! Keep going!

Bai Mo, in a state of extreme excitement, still managed to maintain a bit of rationality, controlling his emotions without letting them explode. Without any hesitation, he swallowed the third blood bead.

Such a good opportunity for a breakthrough, Bai Mo would not let it slip away.

With the spirit aperture about to open, he must take every measure to stabilize it. Only by truly opening and stabilizing the spirit aperture could he be considered to have taken that crucial step. If he missed this opportunity and the opened spirit aperture closed again, it would become an absolute bottleneck for his future cultivation, one that might prevent him from advancing even a single step for the rest of his life. Such a threat was something Bai Mo absolutely could not allow.

Roar!

With the third blood bead being refined, even more painful sounds came from Bai Mo's throat. Now, under the stimulation of the three blood beads, his entire body was covered in blood, and he had become a blood-soaked figure. His eyes were filled with an extremely fierce gaze, and if anyone saw him at this moment, they would be terrified.

"What's going on? Why is Bai Mo roaring so fiercely? Was he always like this before?" Ximen stood outside the wooden door, looking at the wooden house that exuded a powerful aura, and asked in a low voice.

"No!"

Lan Dai shook her head, her eyes filled with worry. "Little Bai Brother never screamed like this before. The blood pool was just a cultivation pool to solidify his Spirit Scholar foundation, a kind of benchmark pool. If I'm not mistaken, to absorb all the essence of the blood in the pool, one should at least be at the Aperture Opening stage. What is Little Bai Brother doing? Is he trying to forcefully break through to the Spirit Master stage and open his spirit aperture?"

"What should we do? Just stand here?" Ximen asked.

"What else can we do besides standing here?" Lan Dai said softly. "Let's just wait and see!"

The most taboo thing during seclusion is to be disturbed, and this is a major taboo for all cultivators. Lan Dai knew this, and so did Ximen. Even though they were very worried, neither of them would push open that door.

Boom!

The pain that was worse than death had just begun, and before Bai Mo could adapt, a loud explosion sounded in his mind. Then, just like when he first recognized the Black Tower with his blood, countless images appeared before Bai Mo's eyes. These images were different from the previous ones, floating quietly, a total of 108.

"Is this possible? Is this real?"

When Bai Mo saw the text marked on the first image, he was shocked as if struck by lightning. At that moment, the pain from the blood beads was completely ignored, and his eyes were fixed on the words: 108 Spirit Aperture Techniques!

108 images meant 108 spirit apertures, but how could such a thing be possible? Everyone knew that although the spirit aperture techniques cultivated by cultivators might differ, the number of spirit apertures that could be opened was always the same: 18.

These 18 spirit apertures were the absolute limit. Attempting to open other spirit apertures could result in failure at best, and at worst, the collapse of the physical body and the dissipation of the soul. Many talented cultivators had dreamed of opening more spirit apertures, but all had failed. No one had succeeded, and many had even died as a result.

But now?

Before Bai Mo's eyes were the unimaginable 108 Spirit Aperture Techniques! This meant that if this spirit aperture technique was real, Bai Mo would possess a near-divine cultivation method. Others had 18 spirit apertures, but he would have 108, an absolute numerical advantage that would allow him to control more and more powerful spiritual energy.

In such a situation, who could stand against him?

Calm down, calm down!

Bai Mo forced himself to calm down and carefully studied the markings on the first image. After reading all the markings, his mood had already calmed down.

It's like this!

The 108 Spirit Aperture Techniques were real, there was no doubt about it. This was the inheritance technique of the Black Tower. Although he did not know the origin of the Black Tower, Bai Mo, after recognizing it with his blood, trusted it without reservation. With his current cultivation, he could only open and cultivate 36 spirit apertures.

After cultivating the Mystic Pearl, he could cultivate 72 spirit apertures, and after forming the divine veneration, he could truly cultivate all 108 spirit apertures, reaching the peak at that time.

Moreover, along with the cultivation method for the first spirit aperture, Bai Mo also received an inheritance technique: the Electric Needle Aperture Opening Technique. This aperture opening technique was the foundation of the 108 Spirit Aperture Techniques, a unique method that used electric needles to stimulate the brain region, thereby opening the spirit aperture. If this technique was used with matching medicinal agents, the effect would be even better.

"Ha ha! This is truly a gift from heaven. The Electric Needle Aperture Opening Technique, opening 108 spirit apertures, as long as I cultivate this technique in the future, who can stop my rise to prominence?"

Bai Mo had never been as excited as he was now. The mysterious Black Tower given to him by the old man had brought him such a pleasant surprise, opening a door he had never imagined before. He believed that with this mysterious Black Tower, he would surely rise to prominence. And when he truly possessed great strength, he could do what the old man had told him to do.

"Some things can't be done by anyone else. I am a descendant of the Bai family, and I must complete the tasks of the Bai family. Old man, rest assured, I will not let you down!"

Whoosh!

After the excitement, Bai Mo quickly returned to his normal state. He quietly practiced the cultivation method for the first spirit aperture, the Yintang spirit aperture, continuously opening, organizing, and stabilizing it.

Time quietly passed as Bai Mo cultivated!

Creak...

It was already three days later when Bai Mo stood up from the blood pool, and the wooden door creaked open. During these three days, he had not wasted a single moment, all of which he used to solidify the Yintang spirit aperture. Without an Aperture Opening Pill, Bai Mo could only use the blood beads to continuously expand it, and this effect was more intense than any Aperture Opening Pill.

"Little Bai Brother, are you okay?" Lan Dai jumped up from the stone bench in the courtyard and rushed over, her face full of anxiety.

During the three days of Bai Mo's seclusion, Lan Dai had been guarding outside, worried and mainly responsible for protecting him from any disturbances.

"Brother, are you okay?" Ximen echoed.

A sense of gratitude welled up in Bai Mo's heart. Looking at their anxious expressions, he smiled and said, "What? Do you hope something happened to me? Don't worry, I'm stronger than an ox now, just a bit hungry."

"Hmph, all you think about is eating! Why didn't you tell us you were going into seclusion? We had to stay here to protect you. Now you just want to eat, no way!" Lan Dai pouted, her temper flaring.

Lan Dai herself did not realize that, at some point, she had started speaking to Bai Mo in this tone. Although she knew it was not her original personality, she could not change it.

"Feeling hungry means you're fine. Come, let's eat. This is something I cooked myself." Ximen laughed.

Bai Mo did not hesitate, sitting down and starting to eat and drink. As he ate, he smiled and asked, "Ximen, your current cultivation should be at the Third Rank Spirit Scholar stage, right?"

"Yes!" Ximen nodded.

"Too weak, really too weak. Here, take this pill and refine it later." Bai Mo said, handing over a pill the size of a grape, completely blood red. This pill was unique, covered with complex patterns that, upon closer inspection, resembled a blood dragon.

"Wait!"

Lan Dai snatched the pill, her eyes flashing with a piercing light. After a careful examination, she looked up at Bai Mo, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Is this pill...?"

"Hehe, it seems our dazed one is indeed a true alchemist, to think of this. Yes, this pill is called the Blood Dragon Pill, refined from the essence of the Dragon Tooth Grass." Bai Mo said nonchalantly.

Boom!

A very casual statement, but the shock it caused in the two of them was no less than a storm. Both of them stared at Bai Mo as if he were a ghost, their eyes wide with a look that seemed to want to devour him.

"I said, is it really that big a deal? It's just a Blood Dragon Pill." Bai Mo said calmly.

"You!"

Bai Mo was met with a chorus of shouts from both of them. Without any hesitation, Lan Dai, breathing heavily, grabbed Bai Mo's hand and said urgently, "Let's do it now!"

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