ned into ice, was starting to develop fine cracks in his thick layer of ice. The cracks then grew larger and larger!The sound of breaking grew louder and drew everyone's attention!"Dad, look, it's op..."I can't do that, I can only absorb the spiritual energy of all things, I can't absorb other people's spiritual power..."

Wu Zetian shook her head.

Chen Ping looked surprised, then turned to Long Wu: "Uncle Long, you can't either"

Long Wu also shook his head.

At this, Chen Ping himself was dumbfounded, somewhat incredulously saying: “Apart from being able to absorb spiritual energy, I can also absorb and refine negative energy, cold energy, even poison, all for my own use…”

"What You... doesn't that mean you can refine anything"

Wu Zetian suddenly cried out in alarm.

However, Long Wu had a calm expression: "Chen Ping, this is your unique quality. Only you can cultivate this Ning Xin Jue. You must not disappoint this set of mental skills..."

After Long Wu finished speaking, he turned and left. Wu Meizi originally wanted to continue asking Chen Ping some questions, but seeing Long Wu leave, she hurriedly chased after him.

Chen Ping looked at the Washing Marrow Pill in his hand, thinking about what Long Wu had said. He wanted to know more about himself, about who he really was and why only he could cultivate the Heart-Condensing Art.

Looking at the bright moon outside, the Mid-Autumn Festival was getting closer and closer. Chen Ping had never been so eager for a day before. No matter if that day brought opportunity or danger, Chen Ping would go all in because he desperately wanted to know the truth.

After getting dressed, Chen Ping walked outside the villa and looked at the neon lights of Hongcheng down in the valley. Although it was already late at night, vehicles were still flowing on the streets incessantly. However, Chen Ping knew that sooner or later he would be moving further and further away from the bustling city.

Just as Chen Ping stood on the mountaintop, watching the bustling city below, two figures were quickly approaching him. When they were more than a hundred meters away from Chen Ping, he had already noticed them. However, he mistook them for Long Wu and Wu Meizi returning together, after all, who would come to the mountaintop in the middle of the night

Not until the two figures were only about ten meters away from Chen Ping did he notice something amiss. The aura emanating from them was completely different from that of Long Wu and Wu Mei'er. Even from a distance of ten meters, Chen Ping could smell the strong scent of Chinese medicine on them.

Chen Ping frowned and hurriedly turned to face the two people. He found that the two people were an elderly man and a young man. The elder was about sixty or seventy years old, with white eyebrows and beard, while the younger was only a little older than Chen Ping. Both of them wore gray robes, and on the collar of their clothes, there was embroidered a pattern of an incense burner!

"Who are you Why did you break in here in the middle of the night"

Chen Ping looked warily at the two people. He could be sure that two people coming to his villa in the middle of the night definitely had no good intentions.

Neither of them paid any attention to Chen Ping, but instead fixed their eyes on the washing marrow pill in his hand.

"Grand Elder, your analysis is correct. It's indeed in this direction. Look at the pills in that kid's hands, they are definitely not ordinary..."

The young man addressed the old man, his eyes gleaming with greed.

The old man nodded and then shifted his gaze from the Washe Dan, focusing it on Chen Ping: “Young man, are you an alchemist Did you make the pill in your hand”

Chen Ping sized up the two people, realizing they were here for the Washed Marrow Pill. A wave of displeasure washed over him; this pill was intended for Su Yuqi. How could Chen Ping possibly allow anyone to covet it

"Is that so What does it have to do with you Who are you people Why did you break into my place in the middle of the night"

Chen Ping's tone was cold, and he questioned the old man.

"Kid, do you dare to follow the Grand Elder and say that Are you tired of living... "

Upon hearing Chen Ping's tone, the young people immediately became enraged and one of them took a step forward to attack Chen Ping.

But just as the young people were about to make a move, they were stopped by the old man.n Ping's head. Chen Ping was instantly engulfed by the palm wind, leaving him no time to dodge at all."Looking for death..."Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura emanated from his b...