"A dream in a thousand autumns, a thought in a thousand years! This is the magic of the Inner Realm!"

"Even for a Martial Artist, developing one’s Inner Realm is of utmost importance!"

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and the old man immediately shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Indeed, I’m getting old! Being old, one always tends to reminisce and reflect on life!"

At this moment.

Jiang Ning had already emerged from the Inner Realm.

In the external world, it was merely a breath’s time, but in the Inner Realm, countless days had passed.

At this moment, the Three Flowers Secret Record was clear in his mind, leaving no doubt in his heart about this Secret Technique, understanding it thoroughly.

Numerous thoughts in his heart shattered, like bubbles under the sun, dissipating one by one.

Instantly, all distracting thoughts vanished from his mind, and his heart found clarity in emptiness.

In a state of neither joy nor sorrow, with a heart clear and calm, he once again reviewed this Secret Technique.

This Secret Technique is not difficult.

With a strong foundation, one need only constantly elevate their Essence Qi and spirit, ultimately condensing the three flowers, thus the technique is complete.

The strength of Essence Qi and spirit manifests as the number of petals.

The three are balanced, then the petals are balanced.

With the Three Flowers Secret Record, achieving this is not difficult at all.

At this moment, the profound principles of the Secret Technique flowed in his heart.

He did not hesitate, first locking his thoughts on the "Essence" within his body.

Those were the golden rivers flowing throughout his body, countless golden blood streams, flowing like mercury, surging with boundless Life Force.

The Flower of Essence uses Qi-Blood as soil.

Jiang Ning’s thoughts flashed, using his mind to channel the secret technique.

In an instant, an invisible vortex seemed to appear within him, crazily drawing on the essence of Qi-Blood in his body.

This wasn’t simple consumption, but an ascension.

Above his head, a crimson flower apparition slowly emerged.

The flower blossoms with three petals, suspended three feet above his head.

At this moment, wisps of red haze rose from within him, converging into the crimson flower above his head.

Simultaneously, his skin, once radiant, quickly lost its luster, and his full muscles visibly shriveled, even the tips of his black hair tinged with gray.

The entire person seemed to rapidly lose moisture, like a blooming flower wilting and withering.

This was the inevitable process of "Essence" being heavily consumed to gather the three flowers.

Just as Jiang Ning felt his Qi-Blood nearing depletion, the Martial Saint, sitting inside the cottage, slightly moved his turbid yet deep eyes.

He did not rise but merely extended his slender fingers, gently pointing toward the void where Jiang Ning was located.

"Buzz—" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The entire Pocket World suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, resonating with the heavens and earth.

In that instant, a vast, pure, and life-filled Origin Power fell from the void above.

Condensing out of nowhere, it descended like a waterfall towards Jiang Ning.

This torrent ignored spatial barriers, directly pouring into Jiang Ning’s nearly depleted body.

At this moment, like a long drought meeting sweet rain, Jiang Ning’s Qi-Blood, on the brink of exhaustion, was instantly replenished.

This Origin Power was of the highest quality, and within a breath, his body absorbed and assimilated it entirely, replenishing his expenditure.

With this powerful aid, Jiang Ning’s spirit revived, leaving little time for further sentiment.

He once again operated the Secret Technique, as wisps of red haze rose from him, merging into the three-petaled crimson flower above his head.

As the red haze gathered, the illusionary three-petaled crimson flower above gradually solidified.

"Not too greedy!" the old man beside observed, a faint smile crossing his face.

While sipping tea, he spoke words of praise.

He had long understood Jiang Ning’s strength in Qi-Blood.

Qi-Blood transforms into a Red Dragon, nine zhang and nine.

Thus, he knew well that with Jiang Ning’s Qi-Blood strength, condensing five petals of the crimson flower wouldn’t be difficult.

At this moment, Jiang Ning chose three petals, and from this, he saw Jiang Ning’s caution.

Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, the more the bloom, the stronger the Secret Technique.

With years of experience, though he knew the number of petals on Jiang Ning’s blossoming Flower of Essence, he did not plan to remind him.

In his view, any experience gained through exploration was far more solid than hearing it from others.

At this moment, Jiang Ning’s aura began to gradually decline again.

The once waterfall-like crimson haze became sparse.

Seeing this, he raised his hand again, pointing to the void, and guided the Pocket World Origin.

In an instant.

The Origin transformed into a torrent, manifesting in the void, then descending into Jiang Ning’s body.

With the support of the Pocket World Origin, without any improvement, Jiang Ning continued to operate the Secret Technique, refining, transcending... repeating the cycle.

Each time, he exhausted his Qi-Blood to near extreme limits, to sculpt, nurture that crimson flower.

Whenever he was on the verge of exhausting his Qi-Blood, the elder could always precisely channel the Pocket World’s Origin Power to inject new vitality into him.

The entire process was extremely painful, akin to enduring punishment.

But Jiang Ning’s Spirit Platform remained clear, his Dao heart resolute, no longer concerned with the physical pain.

It was unclear how many cycles of withering and rejuvenation he had experienced.

Finally, at a certain moment.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Ning’s body slightly trembled, and three inches above his head, a faint crimson ripple slowly spread in the void.

He saw a flower with three petals, about the size of a fist, crimson like Blood Jade and crystal clear, presenting a mix of reality and illusion.

The crimson flower was not corporeal, yet it exuded the utmost rich Essence Qi, with red radiance continuously falling from it into his body.

It was a flower of essence, sublimated from the quintessence of Qi-Blood.

At this moment, as the petals gently swayed, the falling red radiance increased.

The tiny bits of red light merged into Jiang Ning’s body, making him feel like a withered tree bathed in spring rain, his entire body relaxed, as if it had completely unfolded.

"Thank you, Residence Master!" Jiang Ning opened his eyes, seeing the elder sitting leisurely on a reclining chair sipping tea.

The elder nodded: "Would you like to continue gathering the flower of Qi?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning shook his head: "Residence Master, I wish to take this opportunity to let the flower of essence bloom more fully."

The elder smiled wryly: "You do know how to take advantage."

Jiang Ning smiled sheepishly.

He already understood the benefits of the Pocket World’s Origin Power.

With the elder’s assistance, no matter how exhausted he became, with the infusion of the Pocket World’s Origin Power, he could return to the peak in an instant.

How could he not seize such a good opportunity?

In the next moment.

He closed his eyes once more.

Strands of crimson radiance rose again from within him.

Three inches above his head, at this moment, floated a flower with four petals, crimson like jade and crystal clear.

Three petals were solid, and the fourth petal was faintly illusory.

A moment later.

The elder saw Jiang Ning’s body start to wilt like petals once again, pointing to the void another time.

Buzz!

As the void vibrated, a waterfall formed by the Pocket World’s Origin Power appeared above Jiang Ning’s head.

It bathed his entire body, and Jiang Ning’s aura instantly returned to the peak.

Again and again, in cycles.

The number of petals on the crimson flower above his head also began to increase accordingly.

Five petals formed!

The elder saw the fifth petal condense from illusion to reality, sipped his tea, and then nodded slowly.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because he saw that Jiang Ning hadn’t stopped, strands of crimson radiance still rose from Jiang Ning’s body.

The crimson flower above his head, the sixth petal also showed a faint outline.

"Six petals!" The elder gently uttered two words.

Then he watched Jiang Ning with interest.

Later, as Jiang Ning approached exhaustion, he once again channeled the Pocket World’s Origin Power to restore him.

After a long while.

...

"Six petals, it’s done!" The elder’s expression remained calm, not surprised.

Although the number of petals on the crimson flower condensed by Jiang Ning exceeded his expectations, it did not ripple his heart.

Over such a long span of years, he had seen many extraordinary people and things.

He had long understood a truth, that nothing in this world could always go as predicted.

At this moment.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes.

His figure remained upright, his body full and robust.

The six-petaled flower of essence hovered three feet above his head, as the petals swayed, drops of red radiance scattered, merging into his body.

It nourished him like a gentle spring rain.

"I thought you were going to continue!" the elder said lightly.

"Residence Master, this is already my limit!" Jiang Ning replied.

"Not bad!" The elder nodded: "A First-grade reaching six blooming petals is no small feat! Your pace is swift, yet your foundation is deep and your potential profound!"

"Thank you for your praise, Residence Master!" Jiang Ning said.

"It’s just the truth!" The elder said blandly.