Reon took the three pills in his hand and swallowed them all at once.
Almost instantly, heat surged through his body.
The Blood Essence Pill took effect first—it was a Grade-3 pill, after all.
His blood thickened, growing denser and purer, burning away impurities with every pulse through his veins.
Though the pill also strengthened bones, his constitution had already pushed his bones beyond the limits of ordinary cultivation.
Even a Grade-5 Blood Essence Pill wouldn't make a difference.
As his blood refined itself, the other two pills activated.
A rush of Spiritual Energy erupted within him, flooding his meridians.
His remaining Lesser Meridians—the ones that had stubbornly resisted expansion—finally began to widen.
Slowly.
One by one, every Lesser Meridian in his body unblocked.
Then, the Breakthrough Pill ignited within him.
The Qi Enhancement Pill followed, supplying a steady flow of Spiritual Qi, giving his body exactly what it needed to push forward.
Now, it was up to him.
To step into the Qi-Solidification Realm, he had to refine his Qi even further.
Though Spiritual Qi existed as a gas in the air, once drawn into the Initial Core, it took on a liquid state.
But to reach the next realm, that liquid Qi had to solidify.
He had to burn it down, condense it—forge it into something stronger.
Following the methods he had studied in the cultivation guide, he began.
For three long hours, he focused.
Then—
BOOM!
A surge of Spiritual Qi exploded from his body, shooting skyward.
Reon had broken through.
He exhaled sharply, a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Hah! I broke through without much trouble."
His body felt different.
More powerful.
"So this is the difference between a Minor and Major Realm…" he murmured, clenching his fist, feeling the raw energy surging through his veins.
"This is nothing like stepping up a Minor Realm. My strength has tripled."
Suddenly—
[Ding! The Host has broken through to the Qi-Solidification Realm. The 'Identify' skill has evolved to a Low-Tier Rare Grade skill.]
"Oh? That's some good news."
Night had already fallen, stars scattered across the sky like fragments of shattered jade.
.
.
"Hahhh!'
Reon let out a long sigh.
"Now... what should I do about the Core Void Eye?"
The Constitution Guide had mentioned:
"To cultivate a constitution, one must first establish a connection with it. The deeper the bond, the greater the potential for growth."
He had spent days trying to connect with his constitution, but no matter how hard he focused—
Nothing.
Not a damn thing.
Not even a whisper of response.
He had scoured countless books on other constitutions, yet none resembled his own.
Sigh.
"Let's try again today."
This time, he changed his approach.
Instead of focusing on his body, he directed his thoughts elsewhere—toward the place his consciousness had been pulled into before.
Yes. That place.
The one he had barely dared to think about.
A world of endless abyss.
Of bottomless nothingness.
A realm of pitch darkness and utter silence.
And at its center above—
That Comic Celestial Eye.
An anomaly beyond comprehension.
Wait…
"Huh!?"
Something stirred within him.
His constitution—it was reacting.
For the first time.
Even if faintly, it responded.
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes, diving deeper into the memory of that Eye.
The details emerged, clearer than ever before—
It was like staring into the abyss… and having it stare back.
Suddenly—
A heat flared near his abdomen.
The connection was growing stronger.
His consciousness spiraled deeper.
He fell into a trance, lost in meditation.
Days passed.
On the third day, he felt it.
Something was forming near his abdomen—
A shape.
A presence.
The Core Void Eye.
A smaller version of that eye, but unmistakably the same.
"I… I actually succeeded."
But there was no time to celebrate.
Now came the true gamble.
He had to transfer all his cultivation into the Void Eye before it fully formed.
A single mistake, and not only would the Void Eye fail—he would lose all his cultivation.
And once the Void Eye was fully formed?
It would become something even more dangerous.
Like taming a feral beast—the younger it was, the easier it would be.
But wait too long, and it would become untamable.
A risk he had no choice but to take.
Slowly.
Steadily.
Like lifting a fragile seedling from the earth—not a single root could be torn, or everything would be lost.
Bit by bit, Reon channeled all his cultivation into the forming Core Void Eye.
His Initial Core trembled.
Then—
FWOOSH!
In an instant, his Initial Core was gone.
No—
It had been devoured.
Swallowed whole by the Void Eye, like a Black Hole consuming all in its wake.
Then, something shifted inside him.
It was a feeling.
A presence.
A signal from his constitution.
No.
It was speaking to him.
"Hah… why? It feels like… I can hear its voice…"
And then—
A whisper.
A child's voice.
"H-Hungry… I'm hungry…"
Reon's eyes widened.
"What?"
"What should I feed it?"
The voice stirred again.
"E-e-nn-ergy… any kind… more… more… hungry…"
His mind raced.
Energy? Any kind?
Without hesitation, he reached into his Spatial Ring, retrieving every Spirit Stone he got as compensation from his recent missions—
Forty-seven Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
FWOOSH!
They vanished.
"H-Huh? Where did they go!?"
The answer came from within—
A soft, feminine voice, childlike yet eerie.
"I ate them, Master."
A chill ran down his spine.
"You… you can clearly speak now?"
But that wasn't the real problem.
"Wait! Never mind that—how did you eat them so fast!?"
The voice echoed again.
"Master… more… I'm still hungry."
His stomach twisted.
"More!? Are you kidding me!?"
Then, a thought struck him.
Yes. There was one more thing he could use.