"Crackling!" A tidal surge of pure energy continuously poured into Xiao Yan's body, producing a series of crisp, resonant sounds within him. Under this intense infusion, within mere moments, Xiao Yan sensed that the斗气 he had previously expended was completely restored—not only restored, but even more concentrated than it had been at his peak. Of course, the most terrifying aspect lies not merely in this, but in the fact that this Bodhi ancient tree seems to possess an expansion capability—much like the amount of qi originally stored within Xiao Yan's body is a fixed value, whereas the Bodhi tree can add to that fixed value. Thus, when it aids someone in restoring their qi, it does so not only replenishing but also, imperceptibly, enlarging the body's container for storing qi. This is an exceptionally powerful function. Imagine, if this container continues to expand over time—then even the so-called bottlenecks, let alone the breakthroughs to the level of Supreme Qi Master, would gradually vanish. Xiao Yan silently praised himself internally, then immediately resumed, once again channeling the strange flame and tossing in another bodhi seed. Having discovered this advantage, he naturally wouldn't hesitate to expend his qi—after all, once his qi was depleted, the ancient bodhi tree would replenish it fully, and in the process, also bestow upon him a particularly generous reward. Driven by such enticing benefits, the supposed task of refining the seed seemed trivial indeed. At this moment, Xiao Yan was brimming with energy and determination. With his palm serving as the furnace, the flames roared forth, releasing an intense and terrifying heat. Meanwhile, the qi within his body was vanishing at an astonishing pace. Thanks to the steady supply of qi from the ancient bodhi tree, he could freely and generously spend it without restraint. "Hmph..." Under this frenzied refinement, after about an hour, the lotus seed once again transformed into a thin stream of pure qi, rising from the flames and eventually penetrating the emerald trunk. At the same time, another thread of black energy dissipated. "Hush-hush!" As the black energy gradually faded, the ancient bodhi tree emitted vibrant, excited fluctuations, swaying its branches and continuously channeling its vast, refined energy into Xiao Yan's body. In a flash, the weary Xiao Yan regained his energy and spirit. "Go on!" Sensing the ever-increasing and growing strength of his qi within, Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh heartily, and without waiting for the bodhi tree to prompt him, he swiftly picked up another lotus seed and immediately began refining it once more. Amid the verdant space, brimming with vibrant vitality, there was no particularly clear sense of time. As time passed, Xiao Yan could only recall that the Tree of Bodhi had restored his Qi twenty-eight times, and he had completely absorbed the first batch of Bodhi seeds. Yet these seeds had not entirely eradicated the negative emotions lingering within the Tree of Bodhi. When he saw the dozens of Bodhi seeds drifting out of the Tree once more, Xiao Yan was already able to remain remarkably composed. Having absorbed so many such rare and precious seeds—objects that would have driven others to frenzy—he now regarded them as utterly ordinary. In simple terms, he had grown numb. However, having refined so many bodhi seeds, Xiao Yan had accumulated an abundant harvest—his internal qi had grown several times stronger than before. This refining process had continued steadily, and Xiao Yan had never consciously mentioned resting. It had now become a routine: he would take a seed, refine it, watch the clear qi seep into the ancient bodhi tree, and then promptly reach for another seed, repeating the cycle without pause. "As the trace of black energy faded, the bodhi ancient tree, originally resembling a jade, suddenly emitted a resonant hum. Then, its green glow intensified dramatically, radiating brilliant streaks of piercing green light from its trunk, spreading throughout the space and further enriching the already vibrant vitality of the area. 'Completely cleared?' Xiao Yan gazed at the bodhi tree. Now, compared to before, it appeared even more emerald in hue, and the subtle undercurrent of coldness had gradually dissipated. The tree now exuded a serene, sacred, and wise atmosphere. 'Shh-shh!' A branch of the ancient tree slowly extended, finally forming a palm-like shape that gently rested upon Xiao Yan's head. From the branch, Xiao Yan sensed a clear emotion of joy. "It's fine...," Xiao Yan smiled, patting the branches of the Bodhi ancient tree. Then, suddenly, a profound fatigue emanating from his soul surged through him, causing his eyes to droop and his head to slowly lower. The process of refining the Bodhi seeds had been immensely taxing on him. While the tree replenished his qi, the soul-level exhaustion remained unrelieved. Now, as Xiao Yan relaxed, that long-suppressed soul fatigue erupted fully, instantly plunging him into a deep sleep. "Buzzing—" As Xiao Yan lowered his head and drifted into sleep, an unusual sound echoed within the Bodhi ancient tree. Suddenly, a surge of emerald light erupted, spreading out like countless tendrils that gently pulled Xiao Yan, seated upon the cushion, toward the tree trunk. As their surfaces came into contact, ripples rippled through the tree's body, and Xiao Yan gradually merged into it, finally settling like a sculpture at the very center of the tree, motionless. Suddenly appearing in this strange realm, everyone's expressions had changed, with many still subtly startled, clearly realizing that all they had experienced earlier had been a vision. "Such a magnificent Bodhi ancient tree..." Even strong figures like Xun'er and the others could no longer remain composed. As they recalled the vision, a wave of cold sweat surged through them. Without this sudden development, they might have remained trapped in the vision for the rest of their lives. Gradually regaining their composure, the group began to calm down and examine this vibrant, lively realm. "The Bodhi ancient tree?" "This space wasn't very large, so the streams of gazes quickly converged upon the ancient tree standing within it—its entire body resembling jade. At once, people couldn't help but emit sounds of astonishment. After having experienced that previous vision, they were already deeply afraid of the Bodhi Tree; nothing could be more tragic or heartbreaking than dying within a vision. 'Brother Xiao Yan?' Xun'er's gaze remained fixed on the Bodhi Tree, but soon she caught sight of the slender figure within the tree's trunk, and her face instantly changed. 'Xiao Yan?' As Xun'er's expression shifted, others also witnessed this scene, and their own faces began to change as well. 'Xun'er, don't be hasty! This might be his great opportunity!' Gu Qingyang firmly grasped Xun'er's arms and spoke in a steady tone." Hearing Gu Qingyang's words, Xun'er finally came to her senses and carefully recalled the records concerning this bodhi ancient tree. After a moment, she slowly nodded. According to some ancient texts, the bodhi tree possesses three treasures: first, the bodhi mind; second, the bodhi seeds; and third, the enlightenment gained from meditation beneath the tree. The first two are relatively straightforward—they are tangible elements inherent to the bodhi tree. The third, however, appears more abstract and elusive. The bodhi tree is renowned as the Tree of Wisdom and Cycles, said to possess a miraculous ability that enables individuals to undergo countless reincarnations across lifetimes. Those who have experienced such cycles are believed to possess the potential to ascend to the level of Battle Emperor. Though this remains largely legendary, countless powerful beings have been driven mad by this intangible tale—precisely because it is tied to the very existence of the Supreme Realm, another legendary entity.