Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The turbulent spiritual energy rampaged through Blake’s body, flowing swiftly like a speeding car, leaving only traces of light and shadow as it continuously coursed through his twelve meridians.

Blake deeply sensed and gradually noticed some patterns—

The rushing sensation within my meridians should be the bad aura that Lilly mentioned.

Unexpectedly, he had not been able to perceive the spirit energy from the bad aura before, but now the spirit energy surged within his body.

It felt a bit strange. Previously, he relied solely on intuition to locate areas with ghosts and places rich in spirit energy.

Now, he could truly feel the bad aura flowing like water, slightly chilly but lacking the coldness associated with bad energy.

Lilly had mentioned that she could “see” the spiritual energy within her body, as well as the purple sphere in her stomach…

Blake tried hard for a while, but he could not “see” as Lilly had described.

However, he could feel the spirit energy. While he could not see it, he could at least roughly envision a diagram of the human body’s meridians in his mind. The direction of the meridians on the map aligned exactly with the direction of the spirit energy coursing through his body.

“So that’s how it is…” Blake felt a sense of enlightenment, entering into a more mysterious and profound realm.

But gradually, he began to feel a slight strain in his tendons.

After the spiritual energy circulated through two cycles, his meridians seemed unable to withstand the heavy traffic, and signs of cracks began to appear on the road.

“The pills aren’t enough!” Blake quickly realized.

Unfortunately, Lilly was unaware of this. When she saw that her father’s swelling had subsided, she ran off without knowing that he needed more medicine. She was still searching for other medicine in the room.

Lilly was still plagued by lingering fear, worried that her father might swell up again later. So, for now, she ignored the mirror and continued her search within the room.

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Blake realized that he did not possess the elixir field like Lilly did

concluded that it was akin to the cultivation novels he had read, where those who could cultivate possessed “spiritual roots.” Only those with spiritual roots could absorb spiritual energy and convert it into

the circulating spirit energy to her elixir field, making her grow

he could not do

transformed into some physical power. However, his

needed to find something

this spiritual energy, but it seemed impossible once it

challenge the King of Cities

King of Cities when she traveled to the Underworld,

he could not even open his eyes, let alone fight the King of

What should he do…

truly become useless. Despite their uselessness, his face continued to grow hotter, and his chest experienced a similar

felt as though something was being

creating something

to store the spiritual energy, could he make

energy, and directed the intense heat from

At worst, he would become a ghost and continue to guard

he could not be a

out a

a tiger in its element… He forcefully

elixirs,

focal point, their

zone as if multiple excavators were frantically building shelters, forcibly creating a

sensation he felt was that his eight-pack abs swelled and became

let out a

mind was suddenly struck by a piercing pain, as if someone