Chapter 41

Zhu Lingwu was naturally unwilling to waste the innate spiritual energy in the spirit beast's blood. If he did, wouldn't the spirit beast be meaningless to him?

With a thought, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but drive the blood toward the innate spiritual energy, wrapping it up with the blood. After wrapping the innate spiritual energy with his blood, Zhu Lingwu sat cross-legged and began to circulate the blood and innate spiritual energy through the small heavenly cycle of acupoints in his body.

Zhu Lingwu didn't have any cultivation techniques, so he could only treat the innate spiritual energy like electricity and gradually wear it down using the Ninefold Lightning Mastery Body Technique, a martial arts internal family technique.

Speaking of which, martial arts internal family techniques and cultivation techniques were somewhat similar. However, cultivation techniques directly obtained celestial spiritual energy through breathing and could more effectively introduce celestial spiritual energy into the body through special breathing techniques. They could then use the innate spiritual energy in their blood to refine this celestial spiritual energy into their own innate spiritual energy.

On the other hand, martial arts internal family techniques could only refine acquired spiritual energy using the essence blood in the body, and they could only absorb acquired primordial energy. The effects of the two were completely different.

However, no matter what, martial arts internal family techniques could be considered the lowest level of cultivation techniques. Since Zhu Lingwu didn't have any cultivation methods, he had to use the Ninefold Lightning Mastery Body Technique to wear down that innate spiritual energy.

However, the efficiency of this method was indeed low. The innate spiritual energy was like a disobedient child, much more difficult to absorb than the electricity Zhu Lingwu had previously absorbed.

Previously, after one cycle, he could absorb up to eighty percent of the introduced electricity. Now, the innate spiritual energy that entered Zhu Lingwu's body was only about the size of a finger. If it were compared to electricity, it would have been absorbed into Zhu Lingwu's body after half a cycle at most.

In the end, Zhu Lingwu had to circulate the blood and innate spiritual energy through the small heavenly cycle of acupoints more than thirty times before he could completely absorb it.

In the end, it seemed to have been integrated into Zhu Lingwu's body. To be honest, Zhu Lingwu didn't feel any changes in his body, as if all his efforts had been in vain.

After about half an hour, Zhu Lingwu exhaled lightly, shook his head, and slowly stood up, his expression changing several times.

"It seems I need to find a way to get a cultivation technique. Yes, I'll ask my stepfather; he should be able to get one. Otherwise, it will take too much time to digest the innate spiritual energy in the spirit beast's blood each time! The key is that I have no idea if I've absorbed it or not!"

Zhu Lingwu was very dissatisfied with this feeling. His soul consciousness couldn't help much in this regard, which made him feel empty.

It was like holding something intangible in his hands, an unsteady feeling.

"Master, um, when you were practicing just now, Master sent a message saying he wants you to have dinner with him tonight and has something to say to you!"

Liang Cai, who had been waiting by the side, quickly spoke up when he saw Zhu Lingwu stand up. He didn't dare to easily disturb Zhu Lingwu's mind when he saw him suddenly sit in meditation to practice.

"Oh, Father wants to have dinner with me! Alright, I'll go wash up and change clothes first. It's still early, right? By the way, go tell Master Liu to pause the spirit beast's blood. Drinking it now would be a waste!"

Zhu Lingwu didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He was just about to go find his stepfather, but his stepfather was also coming to find him, though he didn't know what he wanted to say.

In a scholar family like the one Zhu Lingwu was in, the family rarely had time to sit together for meals and chat. Zhu Lingwu himself was cultivating martial arts, while his stepfather, Zhu Junyan, was cultivating and refining his qi.

Zhu Lingwu's stepmother didn't come to Tongshan County, and even if she did, she would also be cultivating and refining her qi. This was the greatest task of a scholar family.

Of course, many scholar family children just indulged in pleasure and wasted time, so they naturally wouldn't easily stay at home or have meals with their family.

Now in Tongshan County, only a concubine was with Zhu Junyan. Zhu Lingwu naturally didn't need to give her too much face.

A concubine's status was only slightly higher than a maid; she was there to serve Zhu Junyan, occasionally helping to satisfy his physiological needs. Unless she bore a child, she wouldn't gain any status.

Unfortunately, cultivators could completely control the release of their essence blood. Unless they were very fond of a concubine, they rarely gave her the chance to bear a child, to prevent the loss of the scholar family's bloodline.

Scholar families did not marry into commoner families. A child born to a concubine from a commoner family might not become a member of the scholar family, unless the child inherited the father's innate spiritual meridians. Even then, the child's status would be complicated.

Whether Zhu Lingwu was alone with Zhu Junyan in Tongshan County or in the family residence in the scholar family's ancestral land, his family might not always gather for meals.

Most of the time, everyone had their own affairs, and they would only gather every few days, or when the elders notified the younger generations to have a meal together.

Hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, Liang Cai quickly bowed and replied, "Yes, I'll arrange these things right away!"

Liang Cai then left the room and called out to others to notify Liu Ping and prepare the things Zhu Lingwu needed for his bath.

Zhu Lingwu turned his head and looked at the little white fox. The little white fox seemed to be secretly looking at him, its half-closed eyes gleaming. At the same time, the little white fox's gaze seemed to shift to the side.

Zhu Lingwu knew it was looking at the little wandering soul that was monitoring him. Zhu Lingwu had long known that the little white fox could see such ghosts, which was one of the many things he didn't understand about it.

However, since the little white fox was in his hands, he would eventually uncover its hidden secrets. No matter how smart it was, it had no strength to escape his "clutches."

However, thinking of the monitoring Meng Yishi, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, Zhu Lingwu was very familiar with such wandering souls. He knew the perspective they could see, so although they could monitor his every move, they might not hear his conversations with others.

Therefore, when he drank the beast's blood and expelled the turbid blood, the wandering soul couldn't see it. It could only see what Zhu Lingwu wanted it to see.

However, this was ultimately a problem. Without resolving the issue with Meng Yishi, Zhu Lingwu always felt uneasy. The more strength he gained, the more he dared not act rashly.

A martial arts expert of the acquired stage could have such power; what kind of strength would a cultivator have?

Every time he thought about this, Zhu Lingwu's mood inevitably sank. Then he stepped into another room, which had been converted into a bathhouse to wash away the sweat from his body.

"Fine, since I can't provoke him, I'll just avoid him!"

In the end, Zhu Lingwu could only think this way...