C5 (1/2)

Gayaro looked at today's harvest, ”Top Level One and Level Two Crazy Lion s, and...”

Ling Xiao then looked at the soft and tender furry ball.

Gayaro told him that this soft and small thing was the baby of that ferocious Turtledove Eagle. It voluntarily handed over its own Inner Bead and herbs to ask them to take its child away, otherwise, when the Savage Beast in the stone forest finds its scent, it will not be able to protect itself at all.

No one knew what kind of method the Turtledove Eagle used on Furry, but during the fight that shook the earth and shook the mountains, the young falcon was actually immersed in its sleep and only occasionally turned its body.

Of course, after getting along for a long time in the future, Ling Xiao would understand that being able to stay still while sleeping was one of the Turtledove Eagle's unique innate abilities, and it had nothing to do with mother Turtledove Eagle.

The matter of fusing with a Inner Bead seemed like a fantasy, but it was even more difficult to do.

Gayaro yawned and told Ling Xiao, ”Last time I forgot to tell you, every time you fuse with a Inner Bead, your level would be higher than the last time. Otherwise, no matter how many Inner Bead of the same level you fuse with, they would always be revolving at the same level, and it would be difficult for you to break through.”

In other words, if Ling Xiao had fused with a Level 1 Savage Beast, then he would need to fuse with a Level 2 Savage Beast in order to become a warrior. Otherwise, no matter how hard he tried, he would only be able to stay at the peak of Level 7 Qi Disciple.

”Fusing with a Inner Bead is very difficult, because the energy contained in the Inner Bead is slowly being refined by someone else, so naturally, it will reject the new master. The greater the gap in strength, the more difficult the fusion is, and the more resentment the original master will feel when the Inner Bead is lost, it will also cause interference in the fusion.”

Ling Xiao had also heard of this.

The world was vast, there were many Martial Cultivator, many of them did not have any talent, no powerful background, and even lacked heaven-defying luck. They did not even work hard, and in order to think of ways to level up, they had plotted some devilish tricks. It was said that there had been people who had attempted to refine Inner Bead before, but these people's ending had all been rejected by the Inner Bead's original power, and they all died in the end.

Since Gayaro had allowed Ling Xiao to fuse with the Inner Bead, naturally, he would not send Ling Xiao to his death. Gayaro had asked Ling Xiao to meditate carefully, and the [Body Fusion Technique] slowly appeared in Ling Xiao's mind.

After reading each word, Ling Xiao let out a long sigh. He really didn't know if the person who wrote this book was a world-shocking genius or a terrifying madman.

After countless experiments, he had finally found a method that could refine most of the energy in the world into inner strength. This person's talent in the Martial Dao was unimaginable.

Become an old man.

Taking note of this name, Ling Xiao thought that if he was lucky enough to meet her again in the future, he would definitely pay her a visit.

Gayaro looked at him with disdain, ”You don't have any inner strength now, so I will make an exception to help you this time. But you must trust me completely, otherwise, if you waver halfway, you're done for.”

Since Ling Xiao had chosen the cultivation method of fusing with the Inner Bead, he naturally wouldn't be stuck with such small matters.

Ling Xiao chose to refine the Turtledove Eagle first.

This was because the Turtledove Eagle was something that the Turtledove Eagle was willing to spit out. In comparison, the grievance attached to the Inner Bead was much less, and the Turtledove Eagle's strength was slightly lower than the Crazy Lion's, making it much easier to refine. It was Ling Xiao's best choice for him to try fusing with the Inner Bead for the first time.

Turtledove Eagle that was suffused with a pale red glow slowly floated up and slowly fused into Ling Xiao's Dantian, staying still for a moment.