Chapter 70:

BTW guys I have changed Glutton to Gluttony Domain

"Xian’er, how’s your mastery of the Gluttony Domain coming along?" Han Luo asked.

He was about to begin his Spirit Tempering process, and didn’t want anyone on Luoxian Mountain during it. Time to send the little girl away.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!" Shen Xian’er came riding up on Jiutong, excitedly bounding over to him.
"I've completely mastered the Gluttony Domain. If you don’t believe me, just watch!"

As she spoke, Shen Xian’er raised her hand and summoned an array of delicacies—all formed from spiritual energy, each one capable of being used as a magical artifact to harm enemies.

Then, with her mouth wide open, she bit into the spiritual food… and her cheerful expression instantly collapsed.

"Ew! This tastes awful!" she exclaimed, but even as she complained, she took another bite.

"Of course it tastes bad. Everything in a Domain is made of spiritual energy. The purer the energy, the more tasteless it becomes," Han Luo patiently explained.

"Then, senior brother," she asked with a mouth still half full, "does that mean if our spiritual energy becomes completely colorless and tasteless, we can become immortals?"

You had to admit—when Xian’er had food in her mouth, her brain worked remarkably well.

"Wrong," Han Luo replied, handing her a bag of potato chips. "I don’t know how to ascend to immortality yet, but it definitely doesn’t happen just because your spiritual energy becomes colorless and tasteless. That just means your energy has returned to its purest, most basic form. As for becoming an immortal… you’ll have to wait until your senior brother figures it out first."

"Alright, alright. When you become an immortal, just remember to tell me!"
Xian’er didn’t have a clear concept of what 'immortality' truly meant—if she did, she might just assume immortals tasted delicious.

Having fully grasped her Domain, Shen Xian’er left Luoxian Mountain to go play with the ladies at Piaomiao Peak. Before she left, Han Luo made her swear not to reveal that she’d already undergone eight rounds of Spirit Tempering. Though that sounded unbelievable and enviable, it could also bring her disaster.

With how naive the girl was, you never knew when someone might trick her.

So in this world, staying low-key and hiding your strength was the key to survival.
Of course, if you can't keep a low profile, then you'd better have the strength to control the whole situation.

Shen Xian’er hugged Xiaobai, returned Jiutong to the Mirror World, and activated the Immortal Trapping Formation. With everything secured, Han Luo was now alone on Luoxian Mountain.

He headed for Safety House No. 1.

This was the safest, most hidden, and most fortified of all his safe houses, and it had taken a great deal of effort to construct. Naturally, its effectiveness was impeccable—so much so that even Yunyangzi, the strongest elder in Luoxian Sect, wouldn’t be able to sense Han Luo’s presence if he were hiding inside.

Inside Safety House No. 1, Han Luo activated every formation and sealed the entire space from all directions.

With everything ready, it was time to begin.

He activated the Spirit Tempering Formation. A twelve-petal pink lotus slowly rotated, and Han Luo sat atop it. From his bronze ring, he took out a top-grade Spirit Tempering Pill and swallowed it.

The moment the pill entered his system, he felt a powerful force condensing within his body.

He activated the Luoxian Art and began refining that force. The entire process went smoothly—unsurprisingly so, as he'd already planned everything to avoid any unexpected incidents. He was walking an absolutely safe path.

The first round of Spirit Tempering began.

Han Luo could already feel the changes in his body: his physical form was becoming tougher and more powerful, his mental strength had increased—a rare gain—and his spiritual energy showed clear signs of refinement.

So many benefits from just one round.

He nodded in satisfaction and continued refining the pill through the Luoxian Art.

While refining, his mind wandered back to his notes.

He had analyzed tens of thousands of Spirit Tempering sessions conducted by Luoxian Sect disciples and discovered an important principle—Spirit Tempering required rhythm.

The essence of Spirit Tempering lay in refining spiritual energy to make it purer, but using Spirit Tempering Pills didn’t make it a perfectly stable process. It was more like climbing a mountain: at first, you ascend step by step, reaching a peak, and then you descend again until the effect gradually fades—this typically marked the end of a round.

But that was not the optimal rhythm.

The ideal approach was to consume the second pill right at the peak—using its power to keep yourself at the summit. You hold that state as long as possible, pushing forward until you truly can't endure anymore—then you begin descending. That was a proper rhythm.

Han Luo’s Spirit Tempering Formation was built on that exact principle—to help him stay at the peak for longer.

As he recalled all the information he had gathered, he made sure there were no gaps in his preparation. The Luoxian Art continued circulating, gradually refining the Spirit Tempering Pill within him.

He was still climbing the mountain.

The path ahead was steep and dangerous, with cliffs on either side. Each step forward required caution.

Han Luo advanced slowly but steadily. Even after running countless tests and gathering vast data, he remained vigilant—he didn’t want even the smallest surprise.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but eventually, he found himself standing atop a solitary peak.

Below him stretched a breathtaking landscape, scenic and beautiful—so tempting that it made him want to descend and explore.

But he stayed sharp.

“It’s time,” he muttered.

Without hesitation, he swallowed the second top-grade Spirit Tempering Pill.

Immediately, the peak beneath him began to shake—like an elevator rising toward the sky. It wasn’t just maintaining his peak state—it was elevating him even further.

This revelation made Han Luo realize there was still room to optimize his formation.

As the peak continued to ascend, powerful gales battered him. The pressure was intense.

Thankfully, the Luoxian Art created a protective shield around him. Though safe for now, Han Luo didn’t let his guard down. Sitting cross-legged, hands and feet aligned with the heavens, he maintained his meditation while summoning the Ancient Jade Visualization Technique in his mind.

Suddenly, a lush and vibrant miniature world materialized around him, forming a barrier that helped resist the overwhelming pressure of the Spirit Tempering.

The second pill soon reached its full effect—marking the end of the second round.

Without pausing, Han Luo consumed a third pill.

Just like before, the peak began to rise again. But this time, it wasn't wind—it was fire.

Blazing flames surged up around him, threatening to consume everything in sight. Fortunately, the miniature world shielded him from the worst of it.

Everything continued according to his plan, without a single mishap.

The fourth, fifth, sixth rounds followed.

The solitary peak climbed ever higher. The earth below grew smaller and smaller, until it seemed impossibly far away.

By the time he completed his sixth round, the entire world beneath him was laid bare before his eyes.

But Han Luo had no time to admire the panoramic view.

It was time.

He swallowed the seventh top-grade Spirit Tempering Pill.