The Supreme One

If you fuse the blood of an alien race and borrow the power of that blood, you will naturally be restricted by that alien race!

No matter how powerful a human being is, and no matter how invincible he is in the same realm, if he encounters an alien race with whom he has fused his blood, he will be unable to fight back at all if they are at the same realm.

According to some biographies, many humans with strong combat power, even if they are at a higher realm, will still be suppressed when facing blood aliens.

Therefore, the position of human beings in this world is really awkward. Generally speaking, they are not weak in the entire world, but they just can’t stand the overall situation.

Moreover, the strength of the human race is built on that of other races, yet is inferior to them.

It's a bit strong, but not that strong.

So now that he has discovered another way, Xia Xian can't wait to explore it out.

And this final level is hidden in the knowledge of the spiritual realm!

In the following time, Xia Xian devoted himself to reading the books left by the powerful people in the spiritual realm.

At this level, human cultivators have already made preliminary use of spiritual power. The most basic use is to control spiritual power with thoughts and write spiritual texts with spiritual pens.

The most crucial thing is not the control of spiritual power by the cultivator in the spiritual body realm, but the spiritual pen that serves as a transit point is more important.

According to what the elders who recorded these cultivators said, when one reaches the spiritual pattern realm, the next realm below the spiritual body realm, one needs to learn more advanced spiritual patterns of heaven and earth.

At that time, when writing spiritual texts to record what is in your mind, you will no longer need to rely on the power of the spiritual pen.

Of course, some spiritual practitioners also need to use it as an auxiliary spiritual tool to draw some spiritual patterns.

Lingwen, Xia Xian only simply read some descriptions of the monks, which was enough to make him feel its extraordinary magic.

If an ordinary person wants to write that a person is "very beautiful", then it would just be these four simple words.

However, cultivators, through spiritual texts, can truly record the specific appearance of what they think in their minds in these four words through spiritual power.

Even other monks could feel what this person felt when he thought of this beautiful person.

That is why the more powerful a person is, the more memories he can store in spiritual texts. Some people with extremely strong spiritual cultivation can even write the word "city" and inject an incomparably detailed city appearance into it.

It is even more extraordinary when used in cultivation and inheritance.

Just writing the few words "circulating spiritual power" is enough to make people feel the specific details of the spiritual power circulating in the body, and there is no need for too detailed description.

This is probably the reason why book writing in this world is so irregular.

They don't need to pay attention to any standards, after all, standards are meant to make things convenient for the majority of people.

But people already memorize each word and each paragraph, so how much simpler does it need to be?

This makes things much easier for both writers and readers.

It is difficult for ordinary people like Xia Xian, who are unable to accept the memories in the spiritual text all at once.

For ordinary people, the amount of information in the spiritual text is still too huge.

As long as you embark on the path of cultivation, even if you have reached the spiritual realm, your body will already have a certain amount of spiritual power. The spiritual power will subtly strengthen your whole body, and you will be essentially different.

So after reading for a few months, Xia Xian finally confirmed it.

Not enough to watch!

The brain, as the most critical level in the spiritual realm, although it does not have to be the last level, but adhering to the principle of starting with the easy and then moving on to the difficult, and gaining experience first, almost everyone chooses to make the spiritualization of the brain the last level.

This also means that these monks have already gone through a period of training and have gained a certain degree of control over their spiritual power.

Correspondingly, they naturally prefer to write simple and convenient spiritual texts, and fewer people would bother to write ordinary texts.

Now I can only learn certain brain knowledge from the study notes of these predecessors.

But when the vacation came, Xia Xian finally determined that what he needed was the knowledge contained in those spiritual texts.

After two semesters of practice, Xia Xian's physical fitness finally reached the current cognitive limit of 6.0.

He finally reached the top in the school, surpassed most people, and secured the first place in three subjects in the future!

However, he could also clearly feel that the Earth Dragon had become stronger than last year!

Although the increase is not as big as before, it is obviously still increasing.

However, after the physical fitness reached 6.0, there were too few relevant records, and Xia Xian didn’t know how the subsequent realms would manifest themselves.

Could it be that the white light that had already condensed into a solid state on his body could continue to undergo other changes?

Xia Xian wasn’t quite sure, but it didn’t matter too much. As long as he could continue to improve his strength in the future.

But now he was trapped in this last level of his brain, and felt a little uncomfortable.

On the first day of the holiday, Xia Xian planned to get up on time and go to Tengu Training Hall to practice as he did in the past.

What he didn't expect was that just after he got up and finished washing up, there was a knock on his door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Coming."

At this time, his parents were still at home, eating breakfast. As a son, Xia Xian naturally went there first. When he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure.

"Lizi, why are you here? Come and have breakfast."

The person who came was Mo Li, the neighbor downstairs. Seeing her coming, Xia Xian naturally invited her into the house.

"Li Zi is here, come quickly and eat the steamed buns made by your godmother."

That’s right, godmother, Xia Xian’s mother naturally has three or five close friends on weekdays, and Mo Li’s mother Aunt Mo is one of them.

And because Aunt Mo lives downstairs, they have lived together since Xia Xian was not yet born. After so many years of getting along, their relationship is naturally close.

The reason why she adopted Mo Li as her goddaughter was because her parents were often not at home when she was a child. So she simply raised Mo Li until she was three years old and adopted her as her goddaughter.

Of course, it would be better to say that Xia Xian raised Mo Li rather than saying that she was raised by her mother.

After all, Xia Xian's parents also have jobs, so Xia Xian is the one who takes care of the baby on weekdays. He is also responsible for feeding, changing diapers, and washing clothes.

Just think about it, Xia Xian, who was so young and not even as tall as a stool, had to take care of a child of the same age as himself. This childhood was indeed not a wonderful one.

Fortunately, this world has extraordinary power. There are many people who can walk as soon as they are born, and precocity is not uncommon at all.

So after making sure that Xia Xian was precocious and able to take care of himself, Xia's parents basically left him alone.

He even has to take care of a child alone!

However, seeing how cute Mo Li is now, like a white porcelain doll, it is obvious that he has taken good care of her.

Moreover, Mo Li was weaker when she was a child than the children of Gou Shou's family. It seemed that the Mo family and the Gou family were the same. They were injured during pregnancy and the fetus was disturbed, resulting in the children being weak.

But compared to Gou Shou, Mo Li was luckier in that she met Xia Xian earlier.

So when Xia Xian was in the study, he barely helped Gou Shou to cultivate to a level that was slightly stronger than the average person, but it was still a little short of entering the school.

Mo Li, who was brought up by him since childhood, naturally practiced better than the average genius in the school.

It was precisely because of the experimental experience provided by his classmates during his time in the school that he realized in despair that there really is a gap in talent!

As someone like him, who has no cultivators among his ancestors, he has the lowest talent.

Correspondingly, after Gou Shou and Mo Li made up for what they had lost in their mother's womb through practice, their talents were already stronger than Xia Xian.

Of course, this is physical talent, but if the IQ of the brain is damaged, there is no way to repair it.

How naive! If it were those people in the school, they probably wouldn’t even be able to teach them how to practice. They had to rely on his teaching step by step before they successfully embarked on the path of practice.

But later, when they entered the academy and were divided into classes, in order to prevent Mo Li's talent from not being brought into full play, Xia Xian naturally forced her to practice hard. Only when she reached the pinnacle of her practice could she ask him to play with her like before.

Today, while eating breakfast, Xia Xian couldn't help but show a happy expression on Mo Li's usually expressionless little round face, and he quickly understood what was going on.

"Have you reached level 6.0?"

"Yeah, the final test is here."

Looking at the grateful little Li Qiye, Xia Xian couldn't help but tease him and said, "But I found that 6.0 is not the limit."

“Ah~No!”

When Mo Li heard Xia Xian's words, her lips pouted immediately, her eyes bulged, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Okay, Xiao Xian, stop teasing your sister." Mother Xia on the side couldn't bear to see her goddaughter looking so pitiful.

Xia Xian smiled and shrugged, then reached out and rubbed Mo Li's head, then said with a smile: "Well, the physical strengthening technique I taught you before has almost reached its peak, so it's a good time to teach you something new."

"Yeah, just follow you." Upon hearing this, Mo Li immediately showed a sweet smile, and his little head swayed gently along Xia Xian's palm.

Later on, I will have to practice with Mo Li, but now it is a good opportunity to have an extra experimental subject.

After a simple breakfast, Xia Xian brought Mo Li to the Tengu Training Hall.

In the training ground, Gou Shou, who hadn't seen Mo Li for a long time, greeted him with a look of surprise.

"Sister Mo Li, it's been a long time since we last met."

"Yeah." Xia Xian didn't know what kind of powerful person came from Mo Li's family, or whether it was some kind of inherited family, but what was certain was that Mo Li's talent was indeed far beyond Gou Shou.

During the time he was in school, Xia Xian only taught Mo Li a physical strengthening technique suitable for him once, but Gou Shou would guide him from time to time.

Today, Gou Shou is considered to have good talent even in the academy, but there is still a big gap compared to Mo Li.

This shows that he is indeed not as talented as Mo Li.

When he was in the school dormitory as a child, little Mo Li was able to defeat Gou Shou in a fight. When facing someone who was better than him, he could only call him sister.

"Sister Mo Li, why are you here with Brother Xian today? Will you practice in the training hall in the future?"

Gou Shou chattered and tried to chat, but Mo Li, who became cold and silly when he met others, simply nodded and shook his head in response.

This is still Gou Shou. It took a long time to get some response from him after spending some time with him as a child. For example, when Mo's father and mother talked to her, she was sometimes unwilling to pay attention.

Just as they were in the repair hall, Xia Xian asked Gou Shou, "Gouzi, are Uncle Desheng and the others at home?"

"Are you at home? Brother Xian, do you want to talk to my dad and the others about something?"

Xia Xian nodded, and after making sure that they were at home, he kept Mo Li and Gou Shou to chat for a while, and then went straight to Gou Desheng who was at home as he knew the place well.

"Morning, Uncle Desheng."

"Well, how come Xiao Xianzi has time to come and see me?"

"Hey, you have to come and see it no matter whether you have time or not. Uncle Desheng asked you to borrow a library token today. I heard that all the libraries have one, right?"

Having been with the Gou family for such a long time, Xia Xian naturally didn't need to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

After hearing this, Gou Desheng nodded and said, "It seems there is such a thing. Wait, I will get it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Desheng, who was originally sitting at the tea table sipping tea, immediately disappeared. Xia Xian also moved closer and took a look at the tea set that Uncle Sheng was wearing.

These monks, apart from other things, have to gather together all the hobbies and enjoyments.

Xia Xian recognized this set of tea sets at a glance. They were not made of ordinary spiritual objects.

The price of the materials alone is not something Xia Xian's parents could afford even if they worked hard all their lives, not to mention that the craftsmanship is also very special.

Although it doesn't have any special abilities or anything like that, the quality can be seen from the carving and painting skills on it.

And this tea, Xia Xian could feel a coolness rising in his mind just by smelling it, making him feel much more relaxed and comfortable.

At this time, there was a sound of light footsteps behind me.

"Xiao Xianzi, how about drinking some of your uncle Desheng's treasure? It is said that this precious willow tea was cultivated by the city lord."

"Precious Willow Tea? This thing came out 13,000 years ago! With this quality, just one or two ounces of it would cost at least six figures."

Xia Xian naturally knew that the person who came was Aunt Xiu, and he was also surprised after hearing her words.

Well, it seems that his parents can't afford not only tea sets but also a pound of tea leaves.

But after hearing his words, the gentle smile on Aunt Xiu's face slowly disappeared.

"One or two is six figures?"

"Ah, really." Looking at Aunt Xiu's expression, Xia Xian felt vaguely that he seemed to have said something wrong.

“Haha, six figures.”

"What six digits? Xiao Xian, the token you want is for taking your little sister there, right?" At this time, Uncle Desheng also returned to the house. After hearing his wife's words in confusion, he casually threw the token in his hand to Xia Xian.

This token is similar to the one in Sheng Wuya's house, but the pattern has changed to a dog head representing Tengu Xiuguan.

"Ahem, well, I won't bother you anymore."

Xia Xian keenly noticed that there was something wrong with Aunt Xiu's expression, so he turned around and quickly slipped away.

Only Gou Desheng was left behind with a puzzled look on his face: "This kid, why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay for a cup of tea? This tea is good stuff."

"Yeah, it's great stuff, one or two is worth six figures!"

"Hey, of course, don't you take a look... ahem, no, there's no such thing as six figures." As a husband, Gou Desheng immediately noticed that something was wrong with his wife's tone and realized it immediately.

The secret is out!