One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

Sun Yao dared not leave this drop of purple-gold blood unattended, after all, no one knew if it would become another Wuxin. After much deliberation, Sun Yao decided that the most suitable method was to refine it directly within his own body.

The drop of purple-gold blood floating before Sun Yao brought him a suppression from the level of his bloodline. It was a suppression at the level of life itself, like the difference between an ordinary person and a member of the imperial family.

Sun Yao dared not imagine what would happen if he fused this drop of purple-gold blood with himself. Perhaps it would bring about a leap in his life level, or perhaps it would lead to destruction like a serpent swallowing an elephant. The more he thought about it, the more fear filled his eyes as he looked at the purple-gold blood, while his desire for this drop of blood diminished.

Sun Yao suddenly sensed something was off, but his fear surged violently, seemingly trying to overwhelm the feeling of unease.

Sun Yao shook his head violently. "Following the natural order leads to mortal life, defying it leads to immortality. Cultivating immortality is inherently defying the heavens, so why be afraid of this drop of blood? Once I embark on this path, I'm not even afraid of being struck by tribulation lightning. Why should I hesitate here because of this drop of blood?"

Sun Yao gritted his teeth and swallowed the drop of blood floating in front of him. As soon as he swallowed it, the feeling of unease and fear vanished. Sun Yao immediately realized that this feeling was caused by that drop of blood.

But now is not the time to dwell on that feeling. After he swallowed the drop of purple-gold blood, it immediately traveled along his meridians, flowing upstream towards his heart. The speed was ridiculously fast; it would probably reach his heart in the blink of an eye.

Sun Yao's attempt to inscribe a sealing talisman on his body to stop its advance was likely too late. The moment he raised his hand, the drop of blood had already entered his heart. Sun Yao had expected some problems, but when the blood actually entered his heart, something strange happened.

After the drop of blood entered his heart, it remained steadily suspended in his atrium. From then on, with each heartbeat, the pumped blood would be tinged with a faint reddish-gold hue.

Undoubtedly, once the blood circulates throughout his body, his entire bloodline will turn into this faint crimson-gold color. It's just unknown whether there will be any other changes. Moreover, he can feel that after this drop of purple-gold blood enters his body, his absorption efficiency of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth reaches a terrifying level, a hundred times greater than before.

Previously, even when he practiced his cultivation techniques, he probably couldn't completely absorb all the spiritual energy of the surrounding world. But now, even without practicing, his body naturally absorbs the spiritual energy of the surrounding world, and he truly absorbs all the spiritual energy within a one-mile radius. He can feel the flow of spiritual energy; countless wisps of energy come from all directions, not for any other reason than that the area he is in has become a completely empty zone devoid of spiritual energy. This spiritual energy is like water; if a section of water in a lake is suddenly emptied, the surrounding water will flow there, and the same is true for spiritual energy.

After that drop of purple-gold blood entered Sun Yao's body, his body began to automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all times. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in this world was insufficient, so even though he could absorb spiritual energy at all times, he still could not make a significant improvement in his cultivation level.

However, it takes 100 minutes for a single drop of blood to circulate throughout his body, and it would take him three hours to transform all the blood in his body into this pale crimson-gold blood. Now, just this one drop of purple-gold blood has already brought about this effect; what would happen if all his blood were transformed into that pale crimson-gold blood? What would happen after it was completely transformed into crimson-gold blood? Various speculations surfaced in his mind, and he couldn't even imagine the final result. But without a doubt, this drop of blood would bring about a qualitative change in him.

However, the noise he made while refining the Purple-Gold Blood was so great that the entire inn could hear it clearly. If Yue Qiluo hadn't been there to guard his door during the refining process, someone might have already come knocking on his door.

Sun Yao was fully aware of all of this. Although he had just been operating the Heaven and Earth Furnace, he was acutely aware of everything happening around him. He opened the door, and Yue Qiluo was standing outside with a worried expression.

"What happened? Why was there such a loud commotion? Where's the monk you just brought back? Did he get into a fight with you?"

"Don't worry, I've refined him. According to my research, his immortality is likely because he wasn't human to begin with. So I simply refined a part of his body, eventually turning it into a tiny drop of blood. Therefore, I deduce that he was actually a drop of blood left behind in this world by a higher level of life."

"You mean, immortals really exist!?"

This news was undoubtedly of great significance to Yue Qiluo. After all, a hundred years ago, every cultivator dreamed of becoming an immortal, but whether immortals truly existed had never been known. Furthermore, there was no precedent to tell the world whether immortals were merely a figment of imagination.

Now, Sun Yao has not only given her the basic Qi Refining Techniques for cultivating immortality, but has also found real-life examples of immortals. This has undoubtedly given her great encouragement and provided her with a clear goal.

"Where is that drop of blood? I want to see it."

“I was worried that if that drop of blood were left there, it would give birth to some unknown person. So I simply swallowed that drop of blood, and now it is in my heart. It is constantly transforming my blood, and now my blood has turned reddish-gold. Although it is very light, I believe that it will not be long before it turns completely reddish-gold.”

"Will you have any problems swallowing it?"

"Don't worry, once it starts to transform my blood, it means it will no longer pose a threat to my life."

"Yes, that's certainly true. I never expected you to have such an opportunity."

"It's all thanks to the fact that this drop of blood has no self-awareness, otherwise the me you see now would probably not be me. But then again, a drop of blood can't possibly have its own self-awareness. Its original evolution, Wuxin, also had no self-awareness, but it lived in the world for thousands of years, which is why it has Wuxin now. But now Wuxin is gone, and it has made me who I am."

"It is only right that he should be so. Those who are destined to possess rare and precious treasures will naturally obtain them. He was uninterested in guarding the treasure but did not know how to use it, so he deserved to end up like this. Moreover, this treasure is Wuxin himself. Would you stop eating a ginseng just because it has sprouted Ganoderma lucidum? I'm afraid people would be even more eager to eat ginseng that has developed sentience."

After hearing Sun Yao's words, Yue Qiluo affirmed his actions. She, a cultivator who had practiced for hundreds of years, understood the principle of self-preservation and even strongly supported Sun Yao's approach.