Transmigration: The Doctor Who Captivates the World

Chapter 6: Foundation Establishment

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Chapter 6: Foundation Establishment

It is unknown how much time had passed when black, filthy grime began to slowly seep out from the surface of Murong Qingyan’s skin, accompanied by waves of foul stench. If anyone were to see her now, they would surely mistake her for some beggar from who knows where.

Murong Qingyan was unaware of all this, nor did she have the time to notice. At this moment, she was solely focused on her cultivation.

Time ticked away second by second. Suddenly, Murong Qingyan opened her eyes. The moment she opened them, everything in the world seemed to come to a standstill. Those eyes, like stars, made all things in heaven and earth lose their luster. If one were to look closely into her eyes, they would inevitably find themselves lost within them.

A sharp glint flashed across the depths of Murong Qingyan’s eyes as she opened them. She was no longer the waste who could not cultivate; she had now bypassed the Qi Refining stage entirely and reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

If outsiders were to know this, they would surely be shocked. One must know that everyone’s cultivation must proceed step by step. Cultivation was never an easy task; for an average person, it would take several years just to sense the existence of spiritual energy. Only after sensing spiritual energy and being able to convert it into one’s own profound energy could one reach the Qi Refining stage.

Under normal circumstances, it takes at least three to five years to progress from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage. Even Murong Qingxue, the genius girl praised by everyone in the Murong family, had only just reached the Foundation Establishment stage herself.

Yet, Murong Qingyan had skipped the Qi Refining stage and reached the Foundation Establishment stage directly. It was evident that such progress could not be described by the word "genius" alone.

Of course, Murong Qingyan was completely oblivious to all of this.

"It seems your potential is far better than I imagined," that aged, vicissitudinous voice sounded once again.

"Who exactly are you?" Murong Qingyan narrowed her eyes and asked.

However, there was no longer the initial wariness in her eyes. Although she did not know whose voice this was, she was certain that the owner of this voice would not harm her. She knew that the reason she was able to cultivate now must have been the work of this voice’s owner.

"You should deal with yourself first!" The aged voice carried a hint of a smile. "We can talk once you have cleaned yourself up."

At this moment, Murong Qingyan finally noticed her current state. Upon discovering how disheveled she looked, she couldn't help but frown. While she wasn't a germaphobe, she couldn't tolerate being covered in filth and stench.

Glancing around, Murong Qingyan didn't care anymore; she stripped off her clothes and jumped into the river to wash up. Although she knew she wasn't alone in this space—there was also the so-called guardian of the space—she didn't mind. Besides, although she was an adult in spirit, this body was only fifteen years old.

Soon, Murong Qingyan was clean. She put her clothes back on and used her profound energy to dry her clothes and hair instantly.

Not long after Murong Qingyan emerged from the water, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared before her. Immediately following, a voice that seemed to come from the ancient past emanated from within that brilliant light.

"With your blood, contract my spirit! From this moment on, flesh and blood are fused, life and death are one, all entrusted to my master!"

The low, aged voice echoed continuously, making one feel an involuntary urge to submit.

However, someone with a will as firm as Murong Qingyan’s could naturally not be swayed. She stared sharply at the white light before her, not retreating in the slightest.

Before long, she felt as if something had been added to her consciousness. She knew this must be the power of the contract.

Within the golden light, the figure of a magical beast appeared. Its form was fierce, its four hooves treading on fire. The moment it appeared, it let out a violent roar toward the sky.

"Roar—" A sound carrying an ancient aura reverberated throughout the space.