Ye Lingyue condensed a stream of Primordial Power between her fingers, transforming it into a pillar of light that pierced through the tough hide of the Bloodthirsty Mad Lion, creating a bloody hole in the heart of the beast.

Blood gushed forth in torrents, staining the white fur of the lion crimson.

A dull thump was heard as the Bloodthirsty Mad Lion collapsed to the ground, its body weighing over two hundred pounds carved a pit into the earth.

After landing a successful hit, Ye Lingyue's silhouette flitted past several Bloodthirsty Mad Lions.

But within a quarter of an hour, peace returned to Lion Roar Valley.

Several corpses of the Bloodthirsty Mad Lions lay on the ground.

Little Infinite Finger, the first strike, One Finger Universe.

One strike determines life and death, instant death upon contact with blood, its power is extraordinary.

Without a second glance at the lion corpses, Ye Lingyue leapt with force and swiftly ascended an ancient pine, casting her gaze far into the distance.

From the depths of the valley, a fierce roar of the lion resounded through heaven and earth.

That was the Seventh-rank Bloodthirsty Mad Lion King, its stature was like that of a grown bull.

Its fur was as black as ink, and it held a chilling murderous intent within its golden eyes, its steel fangs ghastly white.

The Fierce Lion King noticed the intrusion of an outsider within its territory, and its kin had been killed.

This time, Ye Lingyue did not rashly attack; she clung to the trunk of a tall snow cedar like a gecko.

A Seventh-rank Lion King had strength comparable to a high-level practitioner of the Great Primordial Dan Realm.

Ye Lingyue, being at Postnatal Perfection and a Five Rank Alchemist, could only ensure a draw at most even with the combined use of spiritual power and martial arts.

Ye Lingyue kept waiting for the optimal moment to hunt the Bloodthirsty Mad Lion King.

After waiting for half an hour, the Fierce Lion King, growing impatient, finally turned its body around.

Opportunity!

Ye Lingyue gathered all her Primordial Power and kicked off from the air, snapping the ancient pine of bowl-sized thickness immediately.

"Little Infinite Finger, One Finger Universe."

Simultaneously, six Dragon Saliva Needles shot out with explosive force.

The Little Infinite Finger pierced the throat of the Seventh-rank Bloodthirsty Mad Lion King, and those few Dragon Saliva Needles were about to deliver the most fatal blow.

All of the sudden, a foul stench wafted from behind, as another blood lion leapt out of the darkness.

Its size was even more massive than the dead Lion King, a moving mountain in its own right.

It was a pair of Lion Kings, seeing the female Lion King lying in a pool of blood, the male Lion King fiercely brushed away those few Dragon Saliva Needles.

Ye Lingyue realized that the male Lion King was actually an Eighth-stage Spiritual Beast.

Eighth-stage is equivalent to a Reincarnation Master among martial artists, Ye Lingyue, already drained of much of her Primordial Power, stood little chance in comparison.

Ye Lingyue broke out in a cold sweat.

Whoosh—

The Dragon Saliva Needles were brushed aside, falling to the ground.

After a single use of Little Infinite Finger, Ye Lingyue hadn't recovered her Primordial Power.

Enraged, the male Lion King leapt high, and its massive dark shadow completely enveloped Ye Lingyue.

In an instant, the tear-shaped mark on the forehead of Little Zhiyo, who was perched on Ye Lingyue's shoulder, turned abruptly red.

It let out a chilling roar, as if challenging the Lion King.

Little Zhiyo's body underwent a drastic change.

Its teacup-sized body swelled rapidly, as if air was being pumped into it.

With its snow-white furry hair growing a lot longer, its short legs transformed into robust and powerful long limbs.

A terrifying wave of energy radiated from Little Zhiyo's body.

In the blink of an eye, Little Zhiyo turned into a fierce beast that could rival the Lion King, with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Boom—

A violent surge of Primordial Power rolled across the ground, and the fierce beast that Little Zhiyo morphed into charged at the Eighth-stage Lion King with a shocking momentum.

Ye Lingyue gasped in shock.

Little Wuya even forgot to flap its wings and fell straight into Ye Lingyue's arms.

The mighty Eighth-stage Lion King was sent flying out without any resistance, crashing to the ground where its bones shattered instantly into powder—as if turned into a mush of flesh.

Instant kill! An absolute instant kill.

Looking again at Little Zhiyo after the transformation, it shook off its long, snow-white fur with a dashing flair.

But that swagger lasted only for a second.

The next moment, Little Zhiyo, who had the overwhelming power to clash with the Eighth-stage Lion King, shrank rapidly with a whoosh and eventually transformed back into a cute young beast.

"Zhiyo?"

Little Zhiyo looked bewildered, scratching its head with its paw, oblivious to what had just occurred.

It glanced behind and noticed its stunned master and the admiring Little Wuya.

"Little Zhiyo? You..." Ye Lingyue couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

They say one should view an acquaintance in a new light after a lapse of three days, but since when did Little Zhiyo possess such terrifying shape-shifting ability?

Recalling the recent oddities with Little Zhiyo, including a mysterious red blood droplet birthmark that appeared on its forehead, becoming very sleepy—these symptoms seemed to have started after the last contact with the Star Shining Sky Plate.

Upon checking Little Zhiyo in detail and ensuring there was not a single injury on its body, Ye Lingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it, Little Zhiyo did come from Hong Meng Heaven, so it could be possible that part of its divine abilities were awakened as it grew.

What Ye Lingyue and Little Zhiyo did not realize was that these changes were due to a drop of Qilin Divine Blood that Little Zhiyo had acquired.

After killing a pair of Bloodthirsty Mad Lions, Ye Lingyue stepped forward to harvest the fur of the lion kings and, unexpectedly, retrieved a spirit core full of Primordial Power from the Eighth-stage Lion King.

The spirit core is the most valuable treasure of a Spiritual Beast and the seat of their Primordial Power.

Ye Lingyue, now a Five Rank Alchemist, could directly refine and absorb the spirit core.

Ye Lingyue decided to use the Qian Cauldron to try and refine this spirit core.

After slaying the valley's Lion King, Lion Roar Valley became a lot quieter.

With the presence of the bloodthirsty mad lion couple of Seventh and Eighth-ranks, this area had become almost a forbidden zone.

Ye Lingyue simply sat down cross-legged.

In the palm of her hand, the spirit core of the Eighth-stage Bloodthirsty Mad Lion was absorbed into the Qian Cauldron.

Streams of mad lion Primordial Power emanated from the spirit core, like fog, like tendrils, penetrating Ye Lingyue's mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and pores, seeping into the forbidden zone.

As it filtered into her meridians and acupoints, Ye Lingyue felt sweat pouring out from her pores.

Her muscles felt as though they were being mercilessly hammered, torn and forged repeatedly, as the Primordial Power strengthened her physical body over and over.

In her Dantian, the Primordial Power was seething, her entire body feeling unbearably hot.

Ye Lingyue felt she could explode at any moment.

Boom—A surge of white Primordial Power shot out from the top of her skull, turning all nearby stones and grasses to dust.

"Innate!"

Ye Lingyue suddenly opened her eyes, never expecting that the spirit core from the Eighth-stage Fierce Lion King would help her breakthrough two levels, leaping straight from Postnatal Perfection, breaking through both the Postnatal Peak and the Postnatal in one go.

From this moment on, Ye Lingyue officially entered the Innate Realm.