Primordial Harem System

Chapter 352 Bloodline and Physique Abilities

Shen Yuxin nodded her head. "Yue Lan is correct. You haven't even learned to partially transform your body to your bloodline. Everyone who is born with a bloodline learns this from their family, and they can activate it at the Dao Core Forming Realm."

[But as you are, we don't know what bloodline you have, nor do we know how you can activate it. Otherwise, it will be one hell of a transformation.]

Shen Yuan got silent as he contemplated their words. After a while, he asked, "Then what about physiques? I should be able to do something with them as well, right?"

[Of course. Similarly, at the Dao Core Forming Realm, you can form a Battle Armor with your physique. And it will be powered by your Intent and Qi. You should be able to form a variety of them, hehe.]

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up. "Oh? Finally, something nice."

Yuxin nodded her head with a smile. "And that's why the peak disciples of sects can battle way above their levels—because they have good physiques that can form Battle Armor. And a Battle Armor is not merely for protection; it boosts your overall ability."

"Hmm, it will be interesting to see how many I will be able to make." He chuckled, thinking about it.

Yue Lan's gaze turned toward the cherry tree before she vanished into a blur of petals and went back to his consciousness.

Shen Yuan and Shen Yuxin continued chatting, their conversation drifting from his training and Yuxin's sect work to gentler, more personal topics.

A calm breeze rustled the courtyard's cherry tree, its faintly glowing branches lending a serene atmosphere.

Gradually, the mood shifted. Shen Yuan rested his hand on her waist and looked at Yuxin, who looked back at him with a small, knowing smile.

Neither spoke for a few moments; the quiet was comfortable yet filled with an unspoken warmth.

Yuxin was the first to break the silence, brushing a lock of his hair aside. "Sometimes I wonder how you find the will to work so hard. You hardly rest."

He reached for her hand, his touch light but firm. "With you around, it doesn't feel like a burden." A playful glint danced in his eyes.

"And since I've barely seen you in three years of seclusion, I'd say we're due for at least a little time together before you dash off again."

Yuxin's face softened. "You're not wrong," she murmured. She leaned in, placing her free hand gently on his shoulder. "I did miss you, Yuan'er."

He pulled her closer. Their gazes locked, and the world around them seemed to slow down.

With one last affectionate wave, Yuxin passed through, her figure vanishing into the space.

He stood at the courtyard's edge, still feeling the lingering warmth of Yuxin's presence and her teasing comments.

A light smile lingered on his lips as he took a slow step back toward the house, intending to tidy up and prepare for whatever came next.

But before he could even turn around, a flash of spatial energy flickered near the courtyard entrance. He halted mid-step.

A playful laugh drifted through the half-open portal—clearly Yuxin's voice.

"Go easy on her. It's her first time... learning alchemy, of course."

His smile turned wry. "Of course, she'd say it like that," he muttered.

When the spatial ripple settled, Han Qingyu emerged. She stumbled slightly as the portal winked shut behind her, wearing an expression caught between mild surprise and embarrassment.

She quickly collected herself and approached, noticing Shen Yuan standing there with arms loosely folded.

"Qingyu," he greeted, voice calm and welcoming. "Did Mom just—"

"—send me over?" Qingyu finished, cheeks tinted slightly pink, though it could've been the portal's after-flash.

"Yes, she more or less dropped me off here," she said, rubbing the back of her neck in a sheepish gesture. "She thought we'd get started on alchemy right away."

He couldn't help but grin at the way Yuxin had orchestrated the timing. "It seems so." He waved her over, beckoning toward the courtyard's center. "I was going to head inside and finish putting things in order, but if you're interested, we can begin now."

Qingyu glanced around the garden—she spotted the faintly glowing cherry tree, the table, and the chair near it.

Her eyes widened as her attention caught on the tree's subtle luminescence. "Your courtyard has changed a lot since the last time I visited," she commented softly, then looked back at him. "I'm... a bit excited for this. We never really spent time working together before... alone."

He chuckled. "Did you forget those sparring sessions?"

She moved forward. "That was not really working together, right?"

He nodded with a smile. "I guess that's true. Come inside first."