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The gentle and rich vital Qi continued to flow into her meridians through the Baihui channel and transformed into rich spiritual Qi in her Qi sea. Ling Chuxi did not even need to deliberately refine it. It was transformed into vital Qi and rapidly increased her cultivation.

Gradually, Ling Chuxi began to notice something strange.

Only less than 10% of the vital Qi that was injected by Baihui was transformed into spiritual power. The other 90% disappeared in the process of transformation. And even the spiritual power that was transformed from this 10% of vital Qi was mostly occupied by her soul, and only a small part was taken by her for her own use.

What did this mean? It meant that for every portion of her strength that increased, her grandmother would have to consume dozens of portions of vital Qi!

What was even more terrifying was that once vital Qi was converted into spiritual power, it could no longer be recovered. In other words, in order for her to recover her strength, her grandmother had to pay the price of losing a level.

Even though there was a world of difference between the monarch level and the divine level, with such a huge loss of vital energy, even if he only helped her recover to the monarch level, her grandmother\'s strength would decline greatly.

Ling Chuxi finally understood why even the ancient aristocratic families of the heaven region could not become top masters by relying on the skills passed down from their ancestors. At this rate, even if a venerable level expert destroyed his own cultivation, it would still be impossible to cultivate a divine level expert. It would be good enough to cultivate a sovereign level expert.

However, to an ancient clan, could a monarch level expert be considered a true expert? Was it worth it to sacrifice a Paragon for this? Not to mention the question of how many ancient aristocratic families had venerable level Masters, even if they did, the longer they lived, the more benefits they could bring to the family. Who would be willing to exchange this treasure for a mere sovereign level master?

"Grandma!" Ling Chuxi felt touched and guilty at the same time. If she had known that her grandmother\'s so-called recovery of strength was this way, she would rather suffer more losses and think of ways to refine more pills than to see her make such a sacrifice.

"Chuxi, don\'t say anything and don\'t think about anything. This element reversal technique is extremely taxing on the mind. If you\'re not careful, your grandmother might suffer a backlash. You only need to remember one thing, don\'t ever forget grandma\'s painstaking efforts. " Just as Ling Chuxi was about to speak up to stop her grandmother, Ling Fenghua\'s earnest exhortation reached her ears.

Early stage of Sage level, middle stage of Sage level, late stage of Sage level, early stage of monarch level, middle stage of monarch level ...

Behind her, her grandmother\'s breathing became more and more weak.

Ling Chuxi\'s tears fell silently.

"Alright, mother, you can stop now." Ling Fenghua finally could not hold it in any longer and told Dongfang Chenqing.

That warm hand suddenly left the top of her head. Ling Chuxi\'s cultivation had also stopped at the middle stage of the monarch level.

Without checking her own cultivation level, Ling Chuxi turned around and supported her grandmother who was on the verge of collapsing.

"What a pity. If my strength was a little higher, I could help you recover to the late stage of the monarch realm." Dongfang Chenqing\'s pale face was filled with regret.

"This is good enough. Grandmother, why did you do this? I\'m a spirit Alchemist. I can also use spirit pills to recover my strength." Ling Chuxi\'s face was full of tears as she spoke. She seemed to be complaining, but in fact, she was blaming herself.

She could sense how empty her grandmother\'s Qi vessel was. She probably couldn\'t even maintain her divine level cultivation.

"Your soul has just advanced. Although the elixir can help you increase your strength, the elixir poison will still affect your soul. It\'s not as safe as this." Dongfang Chenqing stroked Ling Chuxi\'s long hair and said kindly.

"But grandmother, you\'re sacrificing your strength for me. How can I be at ease?" Ling Chuxi said sadly.