The woman in the purple robe was none other than Xu Yuanzhen, the first disciple of the current Tianshi Li.

She casually asked, “Have you met with Junior Uncle yet?”

Lei Jun replied, “Not yet. Elder Yuan left seclusion and went to inspect the newly established Grotto outside the Mansion. But he’s aware of your intention and has assigned Senior Brother Wang Guiyuan to assist me daily.”

Xu Yuanzhen nodded. “Aside from hoping my master will return soon, Junior Uncle is indeed the most suitable teacher for your development.”

Lei Jun pondered her words.

In the distance, two yellow-robed Daoists hurried over. They were Luo-daozhang, who was in charge of this area, and another True Disciple of the Tianshi Mansion who had arrived today.

“Senior Sister! You’ve come as well?”

Xu Yuanzhen responded, “I was on my way back to the mountain and stopped to lend a hand since I saw you.”

She took out a small jade bottle, saying, “I happened to acquire a bit of Heavenly Abyss Dew.”

Daoist Luo and his companion were surprised. “The Heavenly Abyss Dew that Elder Ziyang once searched all over for?”

Xu Yuanzhen replied, “Pour it out here. It’ll help ward off the miasma, prevent illness, and calm the spirit.”

The other True Disciple hesitated a little. “Senior Sister, we don’t really need so much Heavenly Abyss Dew here. Perhaps we could save some for Elder Ziyang…”

Xu Yuanzhen shot back, “Third Uncle? How much does he owe me by now?”

Her fellow disciple chuckled wryly at that.

Daoist Luo took the jade bottle with gratitude. “Senior Sister’s heart for the people is truly a blessing for the disaster-stricken.”

Xu Yuanzhen said calmly, “Since we’re here, let’s help where we can.”

Daoist Luo nodded solemnly and, with a serious expression, said to Lei Jun, “No matter what the future holds, we must remember today’s lesson from Senior Sister. As cultivators, it’s our duty to relieve suffering and uphold Heaven’s benevolent virtue. The hardships of the common folk deserve our compassion.”

“Yes, Heaven holds a benevolent heart, pitying the suffering of the people…”

Xu Yuanzhen, however, remained unperturbed. “…Just don’t die at my doorstep.”

Lei Jun: “…”

Daoist Luo and his companion: “Senior Sister…”

Xu Yuanzhen instructed, “Get to work.”

“Yes, Senior Sister.” With that, the two True Disciples from the Tianshi Mansion carefully carried the small jade bottle and left.

Soon, a gentle glow enveloped the disaster relief camp by the riverbank, bringing peace and calm to the area.

As Xu Yuanzhen’s fingers twitched, an identical jade bottle suddenly appeared in her hand.

Lei Jun asked, “Is that also Heavenly Abyss Dew?”

Xu Yuanzhen replied, “I planned to use all of it here to dispel the sickness, but I split it into two portions just now.”

She looked at Lei Jun. “Do you have Purple-Gold Lingzhi Essence and a Dragon Horse Scale?”

Lei Jun responded openly, “By chance, I acquired some essence from a Purple-Gold Lingzhi and a piece of Dragon Horse Scale.”

Xu Yuanzhen nodded approvingly. “It truly is an opportunity. Let’s give it a try.”

With a light flick of her finger, a few drops of clear dew floated from the bottle, transforming mid-air into a mist that enveloped Lei Jun.

Lei Jun showed no fear, promptly sitting down cross-legged, adjusting his breathing, and focusing his energy.

The moment Lei Jun saw Xu Yuanzhen, he had a suspicion that the “Third-Grade Opportunity” promised by his Supreme Good Omen would indeed rely on his Senior Sister.

The blue mist encircled him, flowing through his acupuncture points and merging into his body.

As he continued his breathing technique, strands of golden light accumulated within him, eventually coalescing into a purple-gold Lingzhi image. The mingling purple and blue energies caused the Lingzhi image to disintegrate, reforming as intertwined threads of golden light and blue mist.

Just then, the Dragon Horse Scale in Lei Jun’s chest pocket trembled slightly.

Without any True Energy from Lei Jun to activate it, the scale began emitting radiant beams, merging into Lei Jun’s body.

He felt his entire body and every acupuncture point fully open, allowing the three streams of spiritual energy to flow seamlessly within him.

From an outsider’s perspective, Lei Jun was surrounded by intertwining purple light and blue mist, with faint dragon roars echoing around him—an impressive display of visual effects.

However, on the riverbank, neither the refugees nor the Daoists and young disciples of the Tianshi Mansion seemed aware of Lei Jun’s presence, as though he was invisible to them. They could barely make out a figure clad in a black cloak and a purple Daoist robe by the river, one that sent chills down their spine if they dared look for too long.

Eventually, the spiritual energies converged into a single stream.

At that moment, a dragon-like shadow seemed to coil around Lei Jun before vanishing into his body.

As the blue mist and purple light faded, Lei Jun opened his eyes, radiating with spiritual light.

【Hidden Dragon Spirit Physique】

The term naturally resonated in his mind.

“Looks like my bone structure has evolved from a standard physique to a spiritual one,” he noted.

Xu Yuanzhen nodded in acknowledgment, speaking quickly yet calmly. “With the Dragon Horse Scale, Purple-Gold Lingzhi, and Heavenly Abyss Dew, you have indeed developed a Hidden Dragon Spirit Physique…”

Lei Jun stood up, examining himself.

He had crossed over in this physical form, which had been assessed by the Daoist Children's Academy of the Tianshi Mansion. His aptitude was average—intelligent but possessing only mediocre bone structure. He was considered to have average potential, inferior to the rare prodigies and even below many of his peers.

After all, the Tianshi Mansion, as a Daoist Holy Land, had high standards for entry. Many with merely average bone structure would never even set foot on Mount Longhu.

Had it not been for Xu Yuanzhen’s support, Lei Jun wouldn’t have made it this far.

Over the past few months, Lei Jun had progressed rapidly, thanks to the essence of the Purple-Gold Lingzhi. Instructors had praised his advancement but still held conservative views on his ultimate potential due to his bone structure limitations.

Now, however, everything had changed.

The Tianshi Mansion traditionally graded cultivation talent from the Fifth Grade upward, with tiers like lower, lower-middle, middle, upper-middle, and upper. Beyond these existed rare, legendary constitutions called spirit physiques, sacred physiques, and celestial physiques.

Lei Jun had essentially leaped from an average physique to a spirit physique, bypassing both the upper-middle and upper grades in one go. He took a deep breath, sat back down, and began refining his energy.

In an unprecedentedly rapid manner, vast amounts of spiritual energy flowed into him and were transformed into True Energy with astonishing speed.

Previously, his progress had relied on the abundant essence of the Purple-Gold Lingzhi, giving him a brute-force advantage. Although the essence was now gone, the obstacles he had once faced in his cultivation had vanished.

This was true transformation.

With this new foundation, next year’s Initiation Ceremony was no longer beyond his reach.

Lei Jun exhaled, stood up, and offered his thanks to the purple-robed woman in front of him.

Xu Yuanzhen replied, “As you said, it was your own Opportunity that brought you here.”

Lei Jun nodded, looking back toward Mount Longhu.

Had he chosen the safer “Moderate Omen” path and avoided risks, he would have missed out on the Heavenly Abyss Dew and the chance for this transformation.

Only by choosing the path of the Supreme Good Omen and coming to the riverbank had he met Xu Yuanzhen, who, sensing his possession of Purple-Gold Lingzhi essence and the Dragon Horse Scale, chose to share the Heavenly Abyss Dew with him.

Thus, a Third-Grade Opportunity of Great Luck had materialized.

The road of the Hidden Dragon in the depths had now set him on course to soar.