He absorbed it, planning to refine it later when he had spare time, and thought to himself:

"Before reaching the Divine Soul Emergence in the Dao Skill Fourth Realm, and before envisioning extraordinary phenomena, it indeed isn't impressive. Like Qi Yan and Lv Nan, who are genuine Maoshan disciples, even together they can't withstand my Nine Oxen and Two Tigers' Power!"

"Brother Bai, are you... zoning out again?"

Lv Nan inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.

"I was distracted. This Qi Observation Technique isn't difficult; it's merely about identifying the flow and nature of heaven-and-earth vitality. One of the Five Grand Captures in Tongwen Hall, the Heart-Intentful Grasp, has the effect of unlocking all human senses."

Bai Qi's eyes softened, withdrawing the murderous aura fluctuations from having just killed two Wild Grass Mountain disciples, and solemnly said:

"Allow me to open my eye consciousness."

Qi Yan was stunned. To treat breaking through martial arts as casually as eating and drinking—he was witnessing it for the first time.

What kind of talent does this Bai Qilang have?

Could he possibly be the exceptional talent ranked within the Upper Sect's inner circle?

After Bai Qi uttered these words, he earnestly calmed his mind and reflected on his insights:

"The naked eye nourishes the liver's Qi, compassion shines through its windows. Joy observes truth, goodness, and beauty, while falsehood, evil, and ugliness easily harm... Once the eye consciousness is opened, wisdom is born, penetrating others' emotions. Ordinary people only have naked eyes and are often deceived by appearances, unable to discern flattery or deceit."

He closed his eyes tightly, directing his Qi Blood to the center of his brow, which started to faintly swell as if another eye was about to form at the emerging water ripple.

Of course, this was just an illusion.

Quickly, the warm flow of Qi Blood, akin to a stream, was gently guided to cover both eyes from top to bottom.

Initially, there was some soreness, even a slight prickling pain like a needle.

Bai Qi adjusted his breathing, practicing normal respire, with the help of the "Flood Dragon Beyond the Yellow Springs Sutra" to hone his intentions, gathering loose thoughts, fully undisturbed by this surrounding sensation, like a breeze caressing his face.

"Such profound meditative skills!"

In the elegant room, Qi Yan raised his head while quietly sipping tea, an expression of surprise emerging on his face.

Sitting directly across from Bai Qi, with hands resting on knees, his posture straight with a chest encased and back drawn, muscles all over his body having a relaxed depth.

He inexplicably exuded a tranquil and harmonious aura, almost like a godly statue revered in a temple!

This marks the small success of cultivating meditative skills.

"That's why Master said, whether Dao Skill or martial arts, they ultimately reach the same destination. The ability to turn the external world into one's own Dao field just by sitting still is truly exceptional."

Qi Yan felt a surge of admiration in his heart and commented to his junior brother Lv Nan:

"Look at Brother Bai; though he follows the martial path, his meditative skills are deeper and more refined than ours as Daoist practitioners. You must cultivate calmness and dispel chaotic thoughts henceforth."

Lv Nan pursed his lips; his elder brother was excellent in every way, just like their master, very verbose, needing to go through everything in detail.

"Talking about Dao in defecation, could it be that even eating and defecating contain Dao?!"

Bai Qi was unaware of the commotion outside; his eyes seemed to be forged by a furnace, gradually becoming scorching, as his pupils slowly contracted into needle-point, imbued with a red hue inside.

"Ancient texts say, praising a person's extraordinariness often uses 'dragon's form and phoenix's demeanor, eyes holding sun and moon' as descriptions."

He slightly bowed his head, thoughts surging:

"Looking at it now, it's more like being endowed with some kind of innate potential, causing changes."

If one could simultaneously open all their five senses—ears, nose, eyes, tongue, body.

Perhaps they could likewise achieve acute hearing, keen smell, glaring eyes, tasting all flavors, and a body light as a swallow.

Under various transformations and enhancements, one would transcend the ordinary,

"Whether martial arts or Daoist arts, they ultimately lead to shedding the mortal skin, cutting off worldly roots, reaching a non-human state."

Bai Qi pondered, thinking of the seventh generation ancestor Kang Longsheng's molten hundred forms, being the ultimate performative transformation, using a human body to mimic the innate divine monster's form.

Buzz!

A soundless hum echoed in his heart, and Bai Qi opened his eyes, his gaze flashed like fire, then quickly disappeared.

The eye consciousness has been opened!

It's like a mirror polished clean, suddenly many views became clear and bright.

He stood up, opened the window, and pushed his sight to the limit; when unobstructed, he could almost extend it to a dozen miles away.

"A penny-pinching version of ears like the wind, eyes seeing a thousand miles?"

Bai Qi felt quite satisfied, as any enhancement in personal ability would bring him a sense of pleasure.

Like an old farmer, guarding the rice paddies day and night, finding satisfaction in watching the seedlings gradually grow taller.

Simple and pure.

He then looked inside the room at the brothers Qi Yan and Lv Nan, deciphering previously elusive details from their eyes.

"Qi Yan's admiration is mixed with a hint of shock and some urgency—this should be about wanting to go downriver early to search for the 'Mysterious Marsh Strange Red Qi' formed from a fallen strand of Bing Fire.

Lv Nan, however, felt weary, tired, hungry... wanting to take a long nap."

Almost instantaneously, Bai Qi discerned the specific emotions conveyed by the eyes of the Wild Grass Mountain brothers.

"Brother Bai, did you... succeed?"

Qi Yan asked uncertainly.

"For me, it wasn't too difficult."

Bai Qi's tone was flat, like a top student casually scoring full marks in exams in a previous life.

"It's still early, with Bing Fire at its peak, rather obscuring the brilliance of the Mysterious Marsh Strange Red Qi; let's wait until nightfall before we go."

He called the servant, asking them to prepare a meal delivered here, causing Lv Nan's eyes to light up, rubbing his belly with anticipation.

"Yet again, Brother Bai, you're going out of your way."

Qi Yan felt embarrassed; he indeed was also financially strained, having been downhill with his junior brother for more than half a year, still couldn't afford to repair the Ancestor Hall.

Just refining a Peach Wood Sword cost him nearly everything, not to mention the other external resources consumed in Daoist practices.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to list on the ghostwriter's board, seeking the meager reward for slaying demons.