At the very instant his body made contact with the pale silver water, a greenish light curtain flashed forth from within him, effortlessly splitting the pool water in two. Han Li slowly descended, until the pool water completely submerged his form, after which the surface instantly returned to calm. As his body sank deeper, the pressure within the pool intensified, gently distorting the green light curtain. Yet, with Han Li's divine capabilities, this change went unnoticed. In the blink of an eye, he reached the pool's bottom where the flowering Jingling lotus grew. He observed the blooming lotus for a moment through the light curtain, then turned his hand, retrieving a translucent jade box from his storage bracelet. Taking a deep breath, he lightly traced the air with a single finger, sending a strand of silken hair shooting forth from his fingertip. The hair swiftly circled the lotus stem once, and immediately, a flesh-colored lotus the size of a plate detached and floated upward, carried by the surrounding pressure. Han Li, well-prepared beforehand, flicked the jade box toward the lotus flower. Instantly, the lid lifted, and a cascade of golden light surged forth, wrapping the lotus in a single flash and drawing it into the box. Once the lid settled, the pure-hearted lotus flower was securely secured. As for the method of consumption, Han Li naturally understood it well—he would not take it immediately, but only after the process of washing his marrow, when combined with the spiritual pool treatment. With a simple hand motion, the jade box vanished from his palm. Then, Han Li pressed two hand seals, and a thunderclap followed, sending countless golden arcs surging from within his body. These arcs spiraled around his form before coalescing into a brilliant golden glow, instantly turning his garments into ash, leaving him completely bare. Though his figure appeared ordinary, his skin was now gleaming with a crystalline purity, and faintly shimmering with a porcelain-like luster. Han Li paid no attention to these changes, merely raising his hand and gently brushing the surrounding jade-green screens. A loud, resonant crash! The luminous screen vanished without a trace, and silver pool water surged forth, instantly enveloping Han Li. Han Li involuntarily exhaled a soft breath. As the water touched his skin, a powerful, surging flow of refined spiritual energy rushed into his meridians through his sweat pores. The intensity of this influx was so overwhelming that it left him both startled and visibly shaken. Calming his mind immediately, Han Li seized the moment and began to vigorously circulate the Fàn Shèng Zhēn Mó Technique along each of his meridians. With every small cycle of circulation, he transformed nearly half of the energy within his meridians into his own spiritual power. While this method of cultivation was still not as rapid as the energy enhancement he had previously gained from the two mysterious crystal orbs, it nonetheless represented a significant opportunity. Should this intense absorption continue uninterrupted for three consecutive days, his cultivation level might indeed advance one more step. Yet Han Li was very clear in his mind that this rapid growth of spiritual power was merely a secondary benefit accompanying the purification pool. The real key—what would ultimately determine whether he could advance to the Great Perfection stage—was the transformation of his body and essence brought about by the mysterious forces within the pool water. At this moment, he already sensed that as the spiritual energy swiftly flowed through his body, all his meridians began to feel a mild tingling and pricking sensation. The skin directly immersed in the pool water subtly ached, as though his outer layer were slowly shedding and dissolving. Han Li's gaze flickered slightly, then he settled himself into a meditative posture on the pool's bottom, closed his eyes gently, and remained perfectly still. Time passed steadily. Half a day later, the once-smooth, jade-like skin of his body now bore streaks of blood, yet strangely, not a single drop of blood had seeped out. Yet this was merely the surface phenomenon. Deeper within the flesh and bones, the mysterious energy seeping from the pool water was already infiltrating, triggering subtle transformations invisible to the naked eye. For ordinary people, this transformation process was nearly unbearable—a suffering akin to death. But for Han Li, whose physical strength was extraordinary and whose determination was immense, this level of discomfort was entirely manageable. After a brief moment, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes wide and gave his wrist a gentle shake. Instantly, the jade box containing the spiritual lotus materialized before him. As the lid lifted on its own, the crimson lotus floated silently into view. Han Li kept his gaze fixed on the pure lotus without blinking. With a single breath, a cascade of azure mist erupted from his mouth. Where the mist passed, a palm-sized petal was swiftly drawn into the air. Then, with a sudden inhalation, the mist surged back, and the petal was drawn into his mouth. With his mouth closed and the tip of his tongue just touching the substance in his mouth, a rich, sweet, smooth liquid instantly flooded his oral cavity. The petals melted upon contact, flowing effortlessly into his throat. A surge of intense heat erupted from his dantian, transforming into dozens of serpentine energy pathways that surged outward to various parts of his body. Subconsciously, Han Li's brows furrowed, yet immediately a strange, deep crimson began to rise on his face, spreading downward from his head. Within just a few breaths, it covered every inch of his body. He was utterly astonished when, suddenly, his body temperature surged tenfold—like molten rock bursting from within, radiating outward—and directly poured into his divine consciousness sea. Caught off guard, he felt his awareness sink, gasped in alarm, and then promptly lost consciousness. The medicinal power of a single petal of Jingling Lotus was truly that potent! That intense, scorching energy continued to rage within Han Li, its temperature rising at an astonishing pace. From a distance, the unconscious Han Li now seemed to glow with a fiery red hue on his surface. Within a short while, the water in the nearby pool began to ripple and simmer subtly. After an unknown length of time, Han Li finally stirred awake, slowly emerging from a wave of intense pain. By then, the high internal temperature had vanished, yet upon glancing at his body, he gasped in surprise. His body now stood nearly a cang of height above its former form, and the skin that had cracked and split had completely peeled away, revealing a pale silver surface that was gradually taking shape through the movement of flesh and muscle, radiating sharp, knife-like pains throughout his entire frame. Yet, when he extended his awareness inward, he was delighted to discover that his entire skeletal structure had grown noticeably thicker, and each bone was subtly shifting in color toward a deep purple-gold hue. Han Li's mind spun swiftly, establishing contact with the second magical infant outside the pond. Knowing that his unconsciousness had lasted no more than two hours, he immediately felt a sense of relief and, without hesitation, opened his mouth once again to draw the second lotus petal from the jade box. Two days and two nights later, the surface of the pond, originally resembling a silver mirror, suddenly surged with waves. A deep rumbling sound followed, and a vortex of about one zhang in diameter had clearly formed at the center of the pond. The vortex emitted a soft silvery glow, yet simultaneously poured out countless purple-golden characters. At the same time, the ground near the pond began to tremble slightly, and countless multicolored light orbs surged forth from the plants, soil, and the very space, rapidly coalescing into a unified mass above the pond. In moments, a multicolored cloud of about one mu in area formed directly above the Xisheng Pool, growing steadily larger and brighter. The booming sound emanating from the vortex grew increasingly powerful, as though a fearsome creature beneath the pond were breathing in and out, swallowing clouds and exhaling mist. Suddenly, a thunderclap of brilliant hues erupted from the five-colored clouds, and a five-colored lightning arc, as thick as a large bowl, surged downward, striking the vortex with precise accuracy in a single flash. A tremendous roar shook the entire pond! The five-colored lightning arc instantly solidified. A purple-golden light column surged forth from the vortex, shimmering and glowing, then pushed the lightning arc aside, vanishing in a flash into the five-colored cloud radiance, directly piercing through the center. The once brilliant and dazzling cloud mass rapidly contracted and dimmed. In an instant, a deep rumble echoed through the clouds, and they dispersed into countless luminous orbs. The purple-golden light column spun once, then vanished silently into thin air. Immediately afterward, the ripples in the pond gradually calmed, and the silver vortex at the center quietly dissolved into nothingness—seeming as though the extraordinary scene had never occurred at all. After a full meal's worth of time, the water at the center of Pool C surged once more, and then a figure emerged from the mist, wavered slightly, and finally stood steadily by the edge of the pond. It was Han Li, who had now completed his transformation—his essence renewed, his body completely reborn. Though his facial features remained unchanged from before, his skin had grown more translucent and jade-like, shimmering with a subtle, barely perceptible silver sheen. His stature had increased by over two feet, his limbs now longer and more graceful, and his entire frame appeared broader and more solid. Every movement of his conveyed an extraordinary sense of strength and depth. Han Li gently flexed his arms and legs, then suddenly clenched both hands tightly. At that moment, deep within his body, a series of resonant, thunderous sounds echoed from his joints. With a seemingly casual, empty palm strike, he aimed his fist at a piece of green stone by the pond's edge—no true internal energy was expended; the action was entirely powered by the inherent capabilities of his rejuvenated, refined physical form. To the astonishment, the seemingly light punch struck the air, and suddenly a resonant hum echoed through the surrounding void. The air instantly surged like a funnel toward the front of the punch, making the space within fifteen zhang become hazy and blurred. A thunderous roar followed—so powerful it shook the very earth! A circular depression, ten zhang in diameter, instantly appeared beside the pond. The large jade stone, already crushed into fine powder by Han Li's sheer physical force, had been thoroughly blended with the soil and vanished completely. Seeing this, Han Li felt a surge of delight. While it was no surprise at all to see such a scene achieved through magical power, the fact that it could be accomplished entirely through raw physical strength was truly astonishing. However, Han Li's test was far from over. With a simple motion of his arm, he then swept his fingertip across the pale silver surface of the spiritual pool. A brilliant streak of jade-green light burst forth from his fingertip, cutting through the water in a fleeting flash. And then—another thunderous boom! A silver surge immediately rose from the spiritual pool, reaching a height of five or six zhang!