The journey from Qingyan City to Lingyun City was long; Ji Changkong rode his swift horse for ten days and had only covered half the distance.

By day, Ji Changkong was solely focused on the road; by night, he would simply find a secluded spot, forage for provisions, gather some dry wood, roast his findings, and sip on mildly potent Fire Dragon Brew—a rather pleasant arrangement.

Having left the Ji family, Ji Changkong embarked on his travels, never neglecting his rigorous cultivation. He hurried by day and trained by night, never slacking off.

The Three Talents—Heaven, Earth, and Man—signified the state of unity between heaven and humanity.

It also referred to Jing, Qi, and Shen: Jing referred to the three fluids within the body—blood, saliva, and seminal fluid; Qi referred to the primordial energy between heaven and earth, which is the body's inherent Yuan Power; and Shen referred to the spirit, will, and consciousness.

To reach the Three Talents Heaven Realm, one must cultivate the blood, saliva, and seminal fluid within the body, cultivate the spirit, will, and consciousness of the soul, and continuously gather the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Only upon achieving perfect control and unification with the cosmos could one consider it complete.

Along the way, every late night, Ji Changkong would sit in quiet meditation, striving to perceive the boiling of his blood. At these times, he always felt that his blood seemed to contain an extraordinarily peculiar power. It was as if his blood could flow rapidly according to his will, even without focused cultivation, giving him the illusion that surging power resided within his very essence.

According to the records in the Tai Xu Secret Codex, cultivating blood, saliva, and seminal fluid required mixing Yuan Power with the three fluids, allowing a certain amount of Yuan Power to be stored within the blood, saliva, and seminal fluid. Once the body's Yuan Power was depleted, the Yuan Power stored in these fluids could still provide a massive reserve of energy to the body, playing miraculous roles in combat.

As long as the Yuan Power within the blood, saliva, and seminal fluid was not exhausted, a Heaven Master would still possess considerable fighting strength, potentially even turning the tide in a critical moment.

Furthermore, the cultivated blood, saliva, and seminal fluid held marvelous utility later on when forging Divine Weapons. Only when a Divine Weapon contained the master's blood, saliva, and seminal fluid, interwoven with the master’s spirit, will, and consciousness, could it truly develop its own awareness, communicate seamlessly with its master’s intent, and achieve its maximum potential.

However, during his current practice, Ji Changkong discovered that his blood strongly repelled his Yuan Power. There seemed to be another mysterious force within his blood resisting the commingling of his internal Yuan Power. No matter how hard Ji Changkong tried, he could not imbue his blood with Yuan Power.

Conversely, the mixture of saliva and seminal fluid with Yuan Power was remarkably easy. He encountered no obstacles in his cultivation, effortlessly allowing both saliva and seminal fluid to store a portion of his internal Yuan Power.

By utilizing rare herbs and exotic flora obtained from the Cloud Dream Great Marsh, in just over ten days, the saliva in his mouth held sufficient Yuan Power. He could even control his seminal fluid—the hardest for most people to cultivate—at will, adding a portion of Yuan Power to it.

Heaven Masters in the Three Talents Heaven Realm could not only store Yuan Power in their blood, saliva, and seminal fluid but could also directly use internal Yuan Power to create blood, saliva, and seminal fluid. If the existing blood and fluids were completely lost, as long as the internal Yuan Power was profound enough, new blood, saliva, and seminal fluid could be easily formed using Yuan Power. The blood, saliva, and seminal fluid thus created naturally contained adequate Yuan Power.

This was also the primary reason why Heaven Masters in the Three Talents Heaven Realm, even those over a hundred years old, still appeared full of vigor, spirited, and capable of marriage and childbirth.

Ji Changkong quickly mastered the method of using Yuan Power to generate saliva and seminal fluid. Yet, on the matter of Yuan Power generating blood, he expended tremendous effort and still could not grasp the knack. Just like his inability to store Yuan Power in his blood, every attempt proved futile.

"What in the world is going on?" After another failure, under the expanse of stars, Ji Changkong frowned deeply and sighed softly.

Boom!

A world-shattering explosion echoed from a distance. In the silent, desolate wilderness, this immense sound was startlingly clear.

Stumble, stumble, stumble!

Hurried footsteps rapidly approached, and in a short while, the runner appeared before Ji Changkong.

"It's you!"

Ji Changkong gasped in surprise. He had seen this person once on the peak of Qingyan Mountain—the gaunt man in white robes wielding an iron fan.

At this moment, the white-robed middle-aged man looked utterly distressed, his chest soaked with blood. With his left arm supporting a beautiful woman whose lips were bleeding but who remained dazzlingly attractive, and his right hand clutching his iron fan, he anxiously scanned the surroundings, seemingly searching for a place to hide.

Behind him, in a dense thicket, two shadows resembling giant bats flitted through the woods, rapidly closing in.

"You recognize me?" the white-robed middle-aged man asked warily.

"A few months ago, on Qingyan Mountain, you saved my life once. Have you forgotten?" Ji Changkong replied.

The middle-aged man started, then nodded: "So it is you!" After a brief hesitation, he urgently implored, "Young friend, could you do me a favor? Take this young lady to Tianshui City!"

"Done!"

Even a small drop of kindness demands a gushing spring of gratitude. Had he not been saved on Qingyan Mountain, Ji Changkong would likely have perished by the hands of Zhao Meilan and Jia Rongfeng. Therefore, he agreed without a second thought.

"Mount up, take her and leave immediately! The Bloodthirsty Demon and Lust Demon of the Western Regions Manichaeism are coming right behind us. I will stay and hold them off; you two must go now!" the white-robed middle-aged man urged anxiously.

Without another word, Ji Changkong untied the horse's tether, took the gorgeous woman handed over by the middle-aged man, placed her onto the horse, mounted quickly, held her with one arm, and spurred the steed with a flick of the reins. The horse immediately shot forward!

"Bai Canghai, you are mine! And your daughter, Bai Qingya, belongs to the Lust Demon!" A strange voice speaking mid-earth dialect echoed from afar. The two shadows shrieked like night owls, rapidly closing in on Bai Canghai.

"Bloodthirsty Demon, Lust Demon! This is the Central Lands; you Manichaeans cannot run rampant here! Back when your Holy Mother Youlan came to stir up trouble in the Central Lands, she was still driven out by Cao Xuanqi! You two are courting death!" Bai Canghai roared furiously. He unfurled his iron fan, revealing an image of mountains and rivers, and charged straight toward the Bloodthirsty Demon and the Lust Demon.

"Heh heh, it's a pity there are no Central Lands powerhouses here, and you, Bai Canghai, are no Cao Xuanqi! Today, I’d like to see how you plan to drive us two out of the Central Lands!" the Bloodthirsty Demon sneered, charging forward alongside the other Western Regions elder whose face was twisted in lust.

...

Ji Changkong fiercely gripped the reins in one hand while holding Bai Qingya with the other, calmly choosing the remote mountain paths that the horse could manage.

The voices of the Bloodthirsty Demon and the Lust Demon were extremely loud; even from far away, he could hear clearly. He naturally learned the white-robed man’s name was Bai Canghai, and the beautiful woman he held was named Bai Qingya.

Bai Qingya was bleeding from the corner of her mouth and had already fainted. As he held her soft, warm waist with one arm, the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from her constantly drifted into Ji Changkong's nose, causing his heart to flutter and his focus to waver.

Bai Qingya, seated before him, had her long black hair tied back from the center with a blue silk scarf, with the majority cascading down her shoulders and back. Because she had fainted, her body leaned forward passively. Ji Changkong had to use his left arm to hold tightly onto her waist.

As she leaned forward and bent over, Bai Qingya's high, full, soft bosom pressed heavily against the crook of his left arm. With the horse's jolting, her chest rose and fell, allowing Ji Changkong to distinctly feel the softness and fullness against him. This caused Ji Changkong, who had never been close to women, to feel his mind becoming restless...

"Mmm..."

Bai Qingya seemed about to wake in a daze. Perhaps sensing the presence of a stranger, she forcefully bumped her back backward, knocking Ji Changkong right off the horse.

Thud!

Ji Changkong fell hard onto the ground. Ahead, Bai Qingya continued to gallop on the horse, her upper body slumped entirely over the animal's neck, clearly not yet awake.

He scrambled to his feet, his body filled with surging Yuan Power, and immediately chased after the unconscious Bai Qingya riding the horse.