Henry Langley used his chopsticks as a pointer, gently tracing along Emily Thompson's delicate body, guiding her in the circulation of her yuan power.

Once, twice, just three times, and Emily Thompson was already able to circulate her yuan power according to this new cultivation method—truly living up to her reputation as a genius.

Henry Langley hurriedly walked out. This little enchantress was truly irresistible; he seemed to have overestimated his own willpower. If he stayed any longer, he might just give in to temptation and take this alluring beauty.

Since Emily Thompson had already begun cultivating, she definitely wouldn't wake up for a while. Henry Langley sat down in the outer room and began cultivating as well.

However, what he practiced was not the Five Elements Heavenly Extreme Art, but the Indestructible Heavenly Sutra.

Because his spiritual root had not yet been repaired, he didn't want to take any risks. If his spiritual root suffered further damage, not even the Yuanxin Fuling Powder could heal it.

As he circulated the Indestructible Heavenly Sutra, it was like a bottomless pit, rapidly consuming the already limited yuan power in his body, tempering his muscles, meridians, and bones, pushing him toward greater strength.

If he could refine it to the extreme, his body would become indestructible and immortal—even if a giant star crashed into him, it would be the star that shattered, while he would remain unscathed.

Of course, he was still far, far from that level.

After just five minutes, the yuan power in his body was completely depleted. At this point, he swallowed a "Yuan Recovery Pill," quickly replenishing his yuan power, and then continued cultivating.

All medicine has some toxicity. At first, the Yuan Recovery Pill had maximum effect, but as he took more and more, his body developed a strong resistance, making the pill less and less effective. In the end, even after taking one, he could barely recover a tenth of his yuan power.

Henry Langley stopped. That was enough for today—continuing to cultivate would have no further effect.

But his progress was obvious.

His muscles, meridians, and bones had all become a bit stronger. By his estimation, his physical strength was now comparable to the third level of body refinement.

Worthy of the name "Heavenly Sutra"—amazing!

In his previous life, Henry Langley had also practiced several restorative arts, like the "Golden Body Technique" and "Rock Solid Art," all meant to strengthen the body. But compared to the Indestructible Heavenly Sutra, the difference was like night and day.

This was only natural. If the Indestructible Heavenly Sutra wasn't so powerful, how could it take a Heaven and Man Realm expert over ten thousand years to comprehend it—and that was just the first level!

"However, practicing this Heavenly Sutra really consumes a lot of yuan power, and it also requires a large amount of rare treasures to assist in tempering the body, which will definitely slow down my cultivation progress! But the power of this Heavenly Sutra is just too great—even if my progress is slower, it's worth it. After all, I have a divine-grade spiritual root."

"As for the highest realm of indestructibility and immortality, I'll put that aside for now. The first level of the Indestructible Heavenly Sutra is also divided into four stages: Withered Wood Stage, Rock Stage, Iron Skin Stage, and Diamond Stage."

"At the Withered Wood Stage, the body becomes like withered wood—when struck, it's as if hitting dead wood: the wood may be damaged, but the vitality remains unharmed. The body can also conceal its vitality like withered wood, making it impossible for anyone to tell you're alive. At the Diamond Stage, no matter how severe the injury, you can instantly heal with a single thought—even severed limbs can be regenerated. It's practically divine."

Hmm?

Henry Langley turned his head toward the door of the inner room. The curtain lifted, and out walked a fairy-like girl, her pretty face tinged with a faint blush—charming, graceful, and full of poise.

"You've already mastered the first level of the Three Yin Profound Art?" Henry Langley asked in surprise.

"Mm!" Emily Thompson nodded slightly, not daring to meet Henry Langley's gaze. Strange emotions rippled in her heart, as if some unprecedented feeling was sprouting and growing.

This girl really is a genius! Henry Langley thought to himself.

Chapter 0010: Repairing the Spiritual Root

The Three Yin Profound Art has nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms of martial arts. The ninth level is the Heaven and Man Realm—the highest realm Henry Langley reached in his previous life.

Among the cultivation methods circulating in the world, none have broken through to the tenth realm, the Void Breaking Realm. This is why Henry Langley traveled the world, seeking out various ancient sites.

The first level of the Three Yin Profound Art corresponds to the Body Refinement Realm, a stage Emily Thompson had already passed long ago. Naturally, re-cultivating it now was very easy for her—like a high school student doing middle school homework.

But the problem was, she actually completed the first level of cultivation in such a short time. Wasn't this talent just too incredible?

But then again, Emily Thompson possessed the Three Yin Absolute Pulse, and the Three Yin Profound Art was developed specifically for people like her, so progressing quickly was normal.

Henry Langley nodded and said, "I'll teach you the second level of the technique now. As long as you can master the third level, you'll be able to completely suppress the Three Yin Absolute Pulse and never be affected by it again."

The third level—that is, she would need to reach the Yongquan Realm.

However, Emily Thompson was already at the eighth level of Yuan Gathering, and had sensed the opportunity to break through to the ninth level. So, reaching the Yongquan Realm was just a step away.

Emily Thompson's pretty face flushed even redder. Now that they were starting the second level, didn't that mean... she'd have to undress again?

"Don't let your imagination run wild!" Henry Langley scolded.

Emily Thompson glared at him fiercely. She wasn't the one with wild thoughts—she was worried that Henry Langley would be the one to get ideas.