Shangguan Wenyan held a piece of exquisite candied fruit in his hand and carefully fed it to the pear blossom in front of him.
His eyes were filled with endless tenderness, as if the woman before him was the only one in the world worthy of his devoted affection.
Pear Blossom parted her lips slightly, taking small bites of the candied fruit that Shangguan Wenyan offered, her expression somewhat distorted.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and Shangguan Wenyan's affectionate face was filled with heartache.
After finishing the candied fruit, Ma Lihua sat cross-legged in the center of the wooden tub.
Her eyes were closed, and her face was solemn.
The surrounding spiritual energy began to slowly gather, forming tiny vortexes that swirled around Ma Lihua's body.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing and mindset, and tried to relax as much as possible.
However, her body involuntarily tensed up, because she knew that the process ahead would still be an extremely painful ordeal.
When the spiritual energy gathered to a certain level, Ma Lihua quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations.
Instantly, the spiritual energy surged into her body like a tide.
In an instant, her body began to tremble violently, and a look of pain appeared on her face.
"What's wrong, Pear Blossom?" Ma Linghua asked, somewhat worried.
"Grandma, it's okay, it just hurts." She was still conscious.
It felt as if countless sharp knives were cutting through her veins, slicing through her muscles and bones.
Every inch of my skin felt like it was being scorched by fire, and every nerve felt like it was being struck by a heavy hammer.
Ma Lihua clenched her teeth, refusing to let out a single painful groan.
Large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead like rain, soaking her clothes.
At this point, the medicine took effect.
As the spiritual energy penetrated deeper into her body, Ma Lihua felt that her internal organs were also being greatly impacted.
Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest; her lungs felt like they were being crushed by a boulder, making it hard to breathe; her stomach was churning, and she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
But she persevered, using her strong will to control her body and not let the pain defeat her.
At this moment, her meridians began to gradually widen under the impact of spiritual energy, and those blocked nodes were cleared one by one.
But each breakthrough was accompanied by even more intense pain, as if it were tearing her soul apart.
Ma Lihua's consciousness began to blur, and phantom images appeared before her eyes.
She saw her former self, and she saw those respectful and fearful gazes, but her belief grew stronger. She had to get through this, she had to become stronger! And return to the realm of the gods.
In the midst of agonizing torment, Ma Lihua constantly adjusted the flow of spiritual energy within her body, guiding it to every corner of her being.
Her bones made a "crackling" sound, as if they were being reshaped, and her muscles twitched incessantly, as if she were undergoing a complete transformation.
Time passed second by second, and Ma Lihua's body was soaked in sweat and blood.
Ma Linghua looked at her nervously, and Ma Hehua also felt sorry for her, as her daughter had never suffered such hardship since she was a child.
Shangguan Wenyan clenched his hands. Apart from feeling sorry for her, there was nothing he could do. This was an important step in changing her constitution.
Ma Lihua never gave up, persevering with her tenacious willpower and thirst for strength.
Finally, as the last wisp of spiritual energy merged into her body, the pain began to gradually lessen.
Ma Lihua slowly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.
She felt the new power within her body: her meridians were wide and strong, her bones were as hard as iron, and her muscles were full of explosive power.
She stood up, stretched, and heard a crisp sound coming from her joints.
At this moment, she seemed to have been reborn, radiating a powerful aura.
"Pear Blossom, why did you stand up?" Ma Linghua's voice was almost cracking.
Shangguan Wenyan's face flushed slightly, his head was lowered, and the light in his eyes was dim and unfathomable.
"Hey kid, don't you dare lift your head! Otherwise, your auntie will get rough with you." Her daughter wasn't wearing any clothes, and she couldn't let this kid see her.
Ma Lihua gazed into the distance, her heart filled with confidence and anticipation.
She knew this was just a new starting point on her path of cultivation, and she never expected that she would actually succeed.
Without a second thought, Ma Linghua quickly dressed her, then secretly glanced at the Gu Daoren.
Good, he didn't peek, so it seems he really isn't interested in women.
Shangguan Wenyan: "…………………"
Pear Blossom is still young, and he's not a beast; he needs to be raised a little longer.
But before they could even celebrate, he poured cold water on their joy.
"Try it and see if you can gather spiritual energy."
Ma Lihua, not understanding why, tried it and was immediately dumbfounded.
"No...nothing? What's going on?" Ma Lihua was dumbfounded.
The spiritual energy in this world is scarce, so the idea of cultivation is simply a pipe dream.
This only means she's become a normal human, but what about her plans? Her mother's Asura body, her grandmother's Phoenix body—no! She has to find a way.
Shangguan Wenyan watched her deep in thought, a slight smile playing on his lips, before saying, "I have a way for you to cultivate, but..."
"But what?" Ma Lihua asked.
"No rush, I'll tell you in five years. Right now, you still need to take medicinal baths until you're 18," Shangguan Wenyan said calmly.
"Okay! I understand."
Ma Lihua accepted, but she wouldn't stay obediently in the Ailao Mountains for the next five years.
After taking a medicinal bath today, the three of them lay together and started chatting.
“Mother, I’ve inquired around down this mountain and there’s a village called Huiyan Village that’s really eerie. I heard that every time it’s midnight, you can hear the sounds of gongs and drums and opera performances. I reckon it must be a ghost opera troupe. Why don’t we go check it out tomorrow?” Ma Hehua asked.
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