98: Chapter 98 Core Formation

The scouring of spiritual power caused Yun Ming's body to tremble instinctively from the pain, his complexion shifting between pale and ashen.

The three thousand-plus drops of gathered liquid spiritual power slowly began to rotate, converging into a vortex that seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

Yun Ming's mind remained as clear as a mirror, silently operating the Dao Scripture, striving to constrain the rampaging, immense Spiritual Qi.

Gradually, the Spiritual Qi within his body became increasingly dense. Blocking is worse than dredging, and dredging is worse than guiding.

Like a heavenly river bursting its banks, how could he turn the tide? In an instant, Yun Ming withdrew the constraints of the Dao Scripture.

The immense spiritual power was like an angry Dragon entering the sea, stirring everything into Chaos.

The ceaselessly surging Spiritual Qi scoured every inch of Yun Ming's flesh and blood, causing his entire body's Qi and blood to boil.

His Meridians bulged with every inch, nearly splitting open, but the Spiritual Qi constantly repaired them, a repetitive torture.

His Qi and blood boiled, his flesh swelled, yet without the help of Spiritual Qi to repair it, he could only rely on his own recovery ability.

If his flesh were to burst and his entire body's Qi and blood were lost, the Spiritual Qi would lose its constraints and dissipate completely. Never mind the path of Core Formation ending here, his cultivation would regress, and his very life would be in danger.

Fortunately, Yun Ming had reached the first layer of both the Cold Spring Jade Quenching Record and the Indestructible Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations. His Body Refining second-layer cultivation acted like a wall of bronze and iron, firmly constraining the Qi and blood throughout his body.

However, the combined rampaging of the Spiritual Qi and his Qi and blood caused Yun Ming immense pain.

But there is no turning back once the arrow is loosed; no matter how painful, he had to endure it.

The vortex grew larger and larger, and the Spiritual Qi became increasingly violent. Yun Ming held fast to his spiritual platform, using his Divine Sense to look inward, guiding the Spiritual Qi through his Meridians and directing his Qi and blood into numerous acupoints.

The five elements gold-condensing jade liquid also continuously emitted five-colored spiritual light, helping the Spiritual Qi and Qi and blood return to the right path.

"Crack!" Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

Inside his Dantian, a bolt of thunder actually fell. The lightning, originating from who knows where, struck straight into the center of the vortex.

Yun Ming's body shook violently, and rainbow light shot from his seven orifices. In an instant, his spiritual power, Qi and blood, and Divine Soul merged into that massive vortex of spiritual liquid. The very first drop of spiritual liquid in the center of the vortex began to glow with five-colored radiance.

This was the sign of the integration of essence, Qi, and spirit, indicating that Yun Ming's path to Core Formation was already halfway complete.

But Yun Ming dared not be careless. The massive vortex of spiritual liquid was slowly slowing down, and that bit of solid spiritual power was dissipating.

Daring not to delay, a large amount of Spirit Stones flew out from his Storage Pouch like a flood. With a thought, he shattered them all.

Dense Spiritual Qi swept through, enveloping Yun Ming's entire body. Yun Ming's pores opened, drawing the Spiritual Qi into his body, which flowed in wisps into his Dantian, transforming into drops of liquid spiritual power.

Immediately after, his Qi and blood, and Divine Soul were also stirred by Yun Ming, all injected into the vortex.

With the three intersecting, the Spiritual Qi vortex began to spin rapidly once more, and that bit of solid spiritual power continuously took shape and grew.

Slowly, it was no longer the Spiritual Qi vortex driving that bit of solid spiritual power, but rather that bit of solid spiritual power driving the Spiritual Qi vortex.

The vortex spun faster and faster, eventually slipping out of Yun Ming's control.

Yun Ming was startled at first, but quickly steadied his mind, beginning to adjust according to the Dao Scripture and Daoist Lord Wanfa's Youxuan Pill Core Formation method.

The Golden Core circulated and gradually took shape. Even if he let it stop now, Yun Ming would successfully achieve Core Formation, but he believed he had not yet reached the limit.

… He did not know how much time had passed when Yun Ming's body suddenly shook. Suddenly. A burst of immortal music sounded.

The immortal music did not know where it came from, yet it was everywhere. It penetrated the walls of the Quiet Room, passed through the Formation of the Immortal Cave, pierced through Yun Ming's body, and echoed directly in the depths of his Divine Soul.

At the same time, a sense of Perfection surged into his heart. The Golden Core was formed.

Yun Ming opened his eyes. He looked down at his Dantian—it was no longer the Chaos it had been during cultivation. The vortex had dispersed, and the massive lake of spiritual power had also dissipated; in its place was a tranquil Void Realm.

In the center of the Void Realm hung five Golden Cores. Five.

In a normal person's Dantian, there would only be one Golden Core. He had never heard of anyone who could condense two, let alone five. Yet at this moment, those five Golden Cores were just hanging there quietly, golden and round, each one full and smooth, emitting a warm, gentle luster.

Each Golden Core was covered in complex cloud patterns. Those cloud patterns flowed ceaselessly, like living things, emitting an ancient and profound aura; this was the manifestation of the Youxuan Pill's successful Formation.

But what surprised him was that the cloud patterns on the five Golden Cores were each slightly different. Some cloud patterns were like drifting clouds unfurling, some like rising and falling mountains, some like rushing rivers. Even more strangely, the light they emitted was also different—yellow, cyan, red, black, white. The five-colored lights reflected off each other.

The yellow one was thick and solid, the cyan one was full of vitality, the red one was scorching, the black one was deep and mysterious, and the white one was sharp.

Yun Ming stared at the five Golden Cores for a long time, complex emotions surging in his heart. With his knowledge, he truly did not know what this actually meant. But he wasn't stupid—five Golden Cores had to be stronger than someone else's one Golden Core, right?

The only thing that made his heart ache was… the five elements gold-condensing jade liquid. Those five Saint Grade Medicinal Pills for breaking through to Golden Core—he had originally thought one or two would be enough, and he could sell the rest for Spirit Stones. As it turned out, he had used them all up in one go, and not a single one was left.

Yun Ming's mouth twitched, and he looked again at the five golden pills, ultimately letting it go. Forget it. As long as it's enough. If he had been missing even one, perhaps these five Golden Cores wouldn't have condensed.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and began to consolidate his cultivation. It was completely different from Foundation Establishment; cultivating during Foundation Establishment was like a cow drinking water. Now, it was like a whale swallowing.

Yun Ming sighed, is this the difference between 200 Mbps and 1000 Mbps internet speed? Downloading games is just faster.

As for his Meridians, Yun Ming looked inward and was surprised to find that his Meridians were more than twice as wide as during Foundation Establishment. The small stream that could originally only accommodate a trickle was now a wide, great river.

Spiritual Qi surged through the wide Meridians, and the refining speed had greatly increased. The incoming Spiritual Qi hardly required any effort to be refined into liquid and flow into the Dantian.

Inside the Dantian, those five Golden Cores rotated slightly. Every drop of spiritual liquid that flowed in was absorbed by the Golden Cores. The light of the Golden Cores brightened by a fraction, and their aura became a fraction thicker.

This was the Golden Core. Yun Ming was immersed in that profound cultivation, feeling the aura within his body climbing steadily, and a trace of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. One Golden Core is a Golden Core, and five Golden Cores are also Golden Cores. But five are definitely better than one, right?

Half a month later. Yun Ming opened his eyes in the Quiet Room and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. That breath of turbid air was like an arrow, shooting out three feet before gradually dissipating, carrying away the Impurities that had accumulated within his body during these days.

He looked inward at his Dantian. The five Golden Cores hung quietly in the Void Realm, each one round and full, brilliant with golden light. The five-colored lights of gold, cyan, red, black, and white reflected off each other, illuminating the entire Dantian with flowing radiance. They rotated slowly, each rotation driving the spiritual power throughout his body, majestic yet gentle.

Yun Ming felt that power, and the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily. This feeling of fullness, this ease of being able to mobilize the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi with every gesture—this was the Golden Core.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the five Golden Cores, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Yun Ming withdrew his mind and began to calculate the time. Upon calculating, the smile on his face froze.

Five months. From the time he began his closed-door cultivation to Breakthrough the Golden Core, until now, when he had completely consolidated his cultivation, five months had passed. Truly, there is no concept of time in immortal cultivation. He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and turned to take stock of his belongings; after all, condensing five Golden Cores meant that no matter how deep his family fortune was, it wouldn't be enough to squander. Sure enough, upon taking stock, the expression on his face became even more interesting.