A vast open space exceeding ten square kilometers. Qin Shao carried a load of over three hundred kilograms. The environment here was quite favorable—at least, the ground was level. Though the surrounding forests teemed with beasts that could spring out at any moment, Qin Shao’s sharp eyes always caught them in time. For beasts that appeared easy to defeat, he simply delivered a single blow and crushed them. As for those that managed to stagger and rise again after one strike, his solution remained simple—he concealed them within the Stellar Shuttle. After several days of training, he had largely adapted to this setting, though one aspect remained unsatisfactory: he still had no clear sense of where he was located. It was indeed rather unfortunate, yet he remained resigned, embodying the saying: "He who digs a ditch will inevitably find himself in it. When one walks by the river, who dares to claim they haven’t gotten their shoes wet?" While others would typically dig a ditch for him, and given his own tenacious nature, he would always insist on digging it back tenfold, this time it was the Celestial Emperor himself who had done it—leaving him only with the option to endure silently. Good thing this place isn't too bad to adapt to. After all, aren't these just a bunch of fierce, savage beasts? How could ordinary creatures possibly stand against such beasts? How could mortal beings possibly match the cultivators? How could cultivators possibly compete with immortals? And how could immortals possibly hold their own against Qin Shao—well, cough, egg on my face, egg on my face... Wow, what a twist of fate—right here, just days after he'd been bullied by that triangular ceratops. But now, it's clearly less impressive than before, thanks to a big, swollen bump on its forehead. No doubt that bump was just recently inflicted, and it's definitely the result of Hao Tian's hammer. "You brute! I haven't even had the chance to confront you yet, and here you come, offering yourself up. Considering your ancient grace, I'll give you a dignified end," he says, pointing to a large stone beside him. "Just charge straight into it and meet your end—no need for me to personally deliver the blow." Ahhhh... The ceratops clearly doesn't understand human speech and sees this as a challenge. With all four powerful hooves moving in unison, it charges fiercely toward him. Man, can't we think of something new? We've already used the head-on charge—this time, we're doing it again. It's simply unbearable. Where is Hao Tian's hammer? Let it strike and shatter the heavens! The Triceratops was substantial, but the Haotian Hammer grew even larger and struck directly at its massive head. In fact, strictly speaking, it was the Triceratops that charged into the hammer, colliding with it and staggering, its head spinning and dazed. Before it could recover, it was struck once more on the brow, sending it swaying to the ground. Qin Shao felt a great sense of satisfaction. He caught the hammer that had flown to him and swung the handle down onto the ground, shouting, "Shaking Heaven and Earth!" Crack— The earth began to crack, lifting the Triceratops high into the air over fifty meters away. Then came a follow-up move—the Hellblood Slam. Qin could clearly see the fear in the Triceratops's eyes and the severe deformation of its spine. When it finally landed, it was already a lifeless corpse. "Ha! Next time, when I'm reborn, I'll definitely make sure to use my full strength—don't even think about coming near me!" he said, thoroughly satisfied. The exhilaration of avenging oneself and settling scores—clearing away the lingering gloom from earlier—is one of the many strengths of Qin Shao. His adaptability is truly remarkable. In just two months, he's already fallen in love with this place. What more can these fierce beasts do? They can come out and face me one by one—I'll take care of each and every one. At that moment, a pale yellow orb emerges from the body of the triangular dragon, glowing brightly. "What is this?" He extends his right hand, and the orb flies gracefully into his palm. The orb feels smooth and warm, and he can sense a refined, pure spiritual energy within it. Could this be the legendary inner essence of a spiritual beast? After ascending to the heavens, Qin Feng learned that not only humans, but all forms of life—animals, plants, and more—could cultivate. This wasn't exactly a new discovery. After all, Sun Wukong himself emerged from a stone, and stones could cultivate; how much more so for other species? The key issue is whether this thing is swallowed directly or processed through some other method so that its refined spiritual energy can be harnessed for one's own use. Without being informed in advance about all this, he can't help but once again grumble at the Heavenly Emperor—what responsibility! You should have told me earlier, as your master, you're simply negligent. He decided against swallowing it—after all, this is a feline beast's inner essence. What if, after consuming it, his body undergoes some transformation and he has no one to blame? To be safe, he sent a small stream of spiritual energy into the inner essence and began attempting to absorb it. To his delight, the attempt succeeded—he danced and cheered excitedly, "Wow! I'm really that clever!" The energy within the inner essence was not only refined but also abundant. By the time he had absorbed half of it, he clearly felt himself nearing the rank of superior true immortals. Indeed, upon completing the absorption, he smoothly advanced from a mid-tier true immortal to a superior one. Then what was he waiting for? There are so many adorable feline beasts here—let's go and take on the challenge! In his eyes, those fierce beasts were merely experience points—his comrades were leveling up by defeating them. Chaos erupted: the Ho Tian Hammer flew everywhere, and the mournful cries of the slain beasts rose and fell in waves. Of course, not every beast possessed an inner pearl; as his experience grew, he became thoroughly familiar with which ones did and which ones didn’t. Pfft— A massive beast resembling a black scorpion collapsed, its inner pearl shooting out from the shattered skull, then promptly caught by Qin Shao, who smiled and placed it into his storage relic. This marked the sixth inner pearl collected today—ample gains indeed. During the day, he battled the beasts; at night, he sought safe spots to absorb the inner pearls. In just one month, he progressed from a first-tier True Immortal to a superior-tier True Immortal—such rapid advancement was truly astonishing. He finally grasped his master’s intentions. The lingering resentment had vanished, replaced entirely by deep appreciation. At this pace, even if he fails to transcend into a Lingxian and become a Shangxian, he will at least secure a top-tier Shangxian rank, narrowing the gap with Ju Ling Shen. He grits his teeth and makes a decision—dedicating every moment of the day, waking up and never sleeping, solely focused on defeating monsters.