Three days later, inside the cave dwelling. Yi Han looked solemn, gazing at Chu Yao'er, who was in his arms, writhing in pain, his brow furrowed. "Ah! Yi Han, it hurts so much!" "I can't take it anymore!" Chu Yao'er's shrill cries echoed within the small cave dwelling. At the same time, miserable screams from others could also be heard from outside the cave. Chu Yao'er tightly gripped Yi Han's arm, her limbs tense, her pearly teeth almost crushed, and large teardrops rolled down her pale cheeks. After a long while, Chu Yao'er's delicate body gradually relaxed, and she emitted a pleasant moan in Yi Han's arms. This sound entered Yi Han's ears, causing a wave of indescribable emotions to surge within him. But when he thought of her previous painful appearance, he couldn't help but frown.
He pondered to himself: Is it really that painful? After another moment, Yi Han softly spoke, "Yao'er, get up and try to cultivate." With that, he gently helped Chu Yao'er up. Chu Yao'er sat upright, now radiant and even more charming than before. She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, sat cross-legged, her beautiful eyes gently closed, and her aura gradually stabilized. Yi Han stood quietly to the side, his gaze constantly enveloping her, afraid of missing any slight change. Gradually, Chu Yao'er's eyebrows twitched slightly. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, her eyes full of surprise, and shouted, "Yi Han, I have it!" "..." The corners of Yi Han's mouth twitched slightly, and he suppressed the doubts in his heart, asking, "What do you have?" Although he had asked others before, he was more willing to believe Chu Yao'er. "I can feel the spiritual energy! It quietly钻进 my body, all the way to my lower abdomen. I feel a warmth, it's so comfortable!" Chu Yao'er's face was filled with intoxication. For the past three days, she hadn't felt anything except for sleeping and eating meat. Now, this change made her ecstatic. Yi Han was also puzzled. Being a useless four-spiritual-root cultivator, why could he feel it earlier? It was just that he could never retain that heat and couldn't cultivate successfully. "Very good, Yao'er, seize the time to cultivate," Yi Han said, a gentle smile on his face. "You haven't taken your medicine yet," Chu Yao'er pouted her small mouth, her expression sly, "Hehe, this young lady wants to see you in pain too." Yi Han shook his head helplessly, said nothing more, took out the pill from his pocket, and put it in his mouth without even looking.
In an instant, a sharp pain spread from the depths of his meridians. In the cultivation world, it's commonly known as: period pain! His entire meridians felt as if countless invisible hands were wantonly pulling and tearing them apart. It was as if raging flames were burning in his blood vessels, making him wish he were dead. Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Yi Han's limbs were tense, his fists clenched, and his face became contorted. He thought he could bear it. The next moment, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a bang. Yi Han curled up on the ground and shouted. Just as he was trying his best to endure the excruciating pain, he heard Chu Yao'er's "hehehe" laughter, which then turned into loud laughter. Yi Han couldn't care less. The pain was like a surging tide, each wave stronger than the last. "Hahaha..." Yi Han suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter filled with pain, yet mixed with an unspeakable enjoyment. Chu Yao'er's incomprehensible words came: "Yi Han, are you crazy?" Yi Han didn't respond and continued to laugh. After a long time, the laughter stopped, the pain gradually dissipated, and the hunger also disappeared. What replaced it was a feeling of refreshment and comfort all over his body. Yi Han could clearly feel that his meridians were much thicker than before. He knew that this was not the time to enjoy himself, so he immediately turned over, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused on checking the changes in his cultivation. That familiar feeling came again, and it was even stronger than before. Yi Han followed the cultivation method, trying to introduce spiritual power into his dantian and trying to retain it. The next moment, a large amount of spiritual power still collapsed and disappeared. But unlike before, this time he retained a trace of spiritual power. Although it was only a negligible trace, it brought Yi Han endless hope. Yi Han suddenly stopped his movements, and the expression on his face changed rapidly. Sometimes he was pensive, sometimes he was stern, but more often he was puzzled. However, Yi Han was still ecstatic in his heart. This meant that there was a possibility of success, a hope of survival. Yi Han calmed his mind, put away his distracting thoughts, and continued to focus on breathing and exhaling, immersing himself in cultivation...
Time flies, and half a month passes in the blink of an eye. Yi Han still went his own way, immersed in the world of cultivation. Unmoved by the wind, unshaken by thunder. If someone passed by, they would definitely think he was an antique treasure placed inside the cave dwelling. Finally, Yi Han successfully cultivated and entered the first level of Qi Refining. He clearly felt that earth-shattering changes had taken place in himself. He was full of energy, his mind was clear, and his perception was also more acute. Spiritual energy flowed in his body, and a vortex was generated at his dantian. Not only that, but his body had also undergone a transformation. He became light and agile, and his bones and muscles were full of power. Yi Han thought to himself, if he were to encounter the monkey that chased him that day, he would definitely be able to kill it. Without being lazy, recalling the records in the cultivation method about the sea of consciousness and divine sense, Yi Han tried to look inward, and he actually sensed a faint fluctuation in his sea of consciousness. With the guidance of his will, a wisp of divine sense that seemed to exist slowly emerged. Although the range was only about ten feet, it made him both surprised and delighted. Unable to restrain the curiosity in his heart, Yi Han secretly probed Chu Yao'er with his divine sense. He saw that she was still sitting quietly cross-legged, immersed in cultivation. All in all, Yi Han felt that he had been transformed. Although he couldn't fly with a sword and roam the world like Senior Brother Gu, this was undoubtedly the beginning of pursuing strength. Yi Han firmly believed that this would never be his end. He was a greedy mortal. The stronger his strength became, the more dissatisfied he became, and the more he craved. Therefore, Yi Han did not intend to retire successfully and continued to devote himself to cultivation. In the blink of an eye, twenty-three days had passed since the beginning of the month. The faint light of dawn broke through the cave entrance and sprinkled on Yi Han's face. He finally opened his eyes, full of energy, and his eyes shone brightly. Yi Han was overjoyed, knowing that Chu Yao'er was still cultivating diligently, so he tiptoed out of the cave dwelling. Being in the same room with Chu Yao'er, feeling her aura day and night for twenty-three days. Now, he was eager to feel the fresh air outside the cave. Standing outside the cave, Yi Han's eyes were like torches, coldly scanning the surroundings, without seeing a single person.
He had no intention of exploring the cultivation results of others, turned around and retreated to the hidden place at the cave entrance. Looking up, the rising sun shone brightly, and the golden light sprinkled down, the orange light on the horizon was gorgeous. Looking at the mountain scenery, all kinds of past events flooded into his mind like a tide. Exhausting his efforts to plan the underground escape, killing hundreds of people at all costs, but it was still one day late. Then leaving home, experiencing hardships, and finally eliminating his fellow disciples. Later, he was caught by Senior Brother Gu, tested for useless spiritual roots, and fell to the bottom of fate again. Fighting with beasts in the forest, fighting with others, and finally he killed a bloody path. Now, he has successfully entered the first level of Qi Refining, and the path of cultivation has begun. Yi Han spread his arms, absorbed the fresh air, felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and a sense of heroism arose in his heart. Facing the rising sun, his heart suddenly opened up, and he felt extremely happy, laughing loudly in his heart. After a little sigh, Yi Han dared not stay long and returned to the cave dwelling to continue cultivating.