44: The power of the Daoist Golden Elixir! An unexpected delight!

"Is this... the dao rhyme golden core?" Zhang Yang looked inward at his Dantian.

He saw a pure golden sphere emitting an immortal light, bobbing in the center of his Dantian and slowly rotating.

With every rotation, it breathed in and out vast and pure golden Origin Power, radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.

"Such pure golden Profound Core and Origin Power are simply too conspicuous."

Zhang Yang's mind raced as he recalled the insights recorded in the Xuan Dan Pavilion.

Low Grade Profound Cores are dull in color with mixed Origin Power;

Medium Grade Profound Cores flicker with green light, their Origin Power gradually becoming purer;

High Grade Profound Cores are shrouded in purple mist, their Origin Power pure and majestic.

This pure gold, radiant Golden Core of his seemed a bit too eye-catching!

With a slight thought, Zhang Yang attempted to control it.

A miraculous scene occurred!

The brilliant light of the pure gold Golden Core within his Dantian quickly withdrew; the gold faded and transformed until it finally turned purple!

The Origin Power flowing within the Golden Core also transformed from a dazzling gold into purple Origin Power!

"Wonderful!" Zhang Yang praised inwardly.

He clearly sensed that as long as he wished, the color of this dao rhyme golden core could change at will between green, gray, purple, and gold.

Although the color changed, the power of the Origin Power would not decrease in the slightest!

"Should I test the power of this Origin Power?" Zhang Yang could not suppress the anticipation in his heart.

He casually raised his arm, not using any Martial Skill Moves, but simply channeled a wisp of the newborn purple Origin Power to his fingertip and made a light flick toward the half-mountain peak he had previously sliced open with a single saber strike.

Chi—!

A wisp of purple Saber Qi, condensed to the extreme and almost imperceptible, shot out silently.

Without any earth-shattering commotion, the Saber Qi instantly sank into the top of that half-mountain peak.

Like a hot knife through butter, it pierced through the entire mountain without resistance, leaving a tiny hole as smooth as a mirror in the hard rock before vanishing beyond the distant horizon.

"This power..." Zhang Yang's pupils constricted slightly, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.

"It seems to far exceed the power range of the High Grade Profound Core Origin Power recorded in the Xuan Dan Pavilion."

The piercing power and condensation of that wisp of Saber Qi transformed from Origin Power just now far exceeded his estimations.

"The dao rhyme golden core! It truly lives up to its reputation! Such a strong Foundation and abundant Origin Power are far beyond imagination!" Zhang Yang felt a surge of wild joy.

The Origin Power bestowed by this dao rhyme golden core was not only several times more pure and majestic than that of an ordinary High Grade Profound Core.

Furthermore, he discovered that Saber Intent seemed to have already integrated into this Origin Power!

This was a miracle never recorded in any of the ancient texts on the third floor of the Xuan Dan Pavilion!

"Right!"

Zhang Yang had not forgotten the sound that had echoed in his mind when he broke through to the Profound Core stage, a sound like shackles being broken.

At that time, he only felt his mind become clear and bright, and even his thinking speed had increased a bit.

Now that he had achieved a Breakthrough, he naturally had to carefully sense the changes within.

Zhang Yang focused his mind and looked inward at his Sea of Consciousness.

In the center of the Sea of Consciousness, a transparent little figure with a face identical to his, emitting a faint clear glow, floated quietly.

This was his: Primordial Spirit!

With a slight thought, Zhang Yang tried to control it.

A small pebble not far away floated up into the air without warning!

Without using any Dantian Origin Power, relying purely on the invisible power emitted by the little figure in his Sea of Consciousness, he easily lifted the pebble and controlled it to nimbly fly up and down in the air as if it were an extension of his own arm.

"Is this... the Primordial Spirit Power that only experts of the Nascent Transformation Realm possess?"

Zhang Yang's heart shook violently as he watched the pebble being toyed with by invisible telekinetic power.

"The little figure in my Sea of Consciousness is my Primordial Spirit?"

According to the ancient texts he had read, only upon stepping into the Infant Transformation Realm can a Martial Artist condense a Primordial Spirit and possess various incredible Primordial Spirit abilities.

The most core of these was the ability to increase the speed of comprehending the Laws of heaven and earth and martial dao Concepts!

With another thought, Zhang Yang visualized a precious saber in the void of his Sea of Consciousness.

He saw the Primordial Spirit figure suspended in the Sea of Consciousness also raise its hand, actually "grasping" the visualized precious saber in its "hand"!

At the same time, the Primordial Spirit figure itself began to perform a deeper level of Saber Intent Visualization based on the "precious saber" in its hand!

Boom!

Two layers of Visualization instantly overlapped!

Zhang Yang felt as if his thinking had been split into two independent yet complementary parts, and his speed of comprehending Saber Intent actually doubled in an instant!

"Good! Good! Good! Its uses are actually so Heaven-Defying!" Zhang Yang could not help but praise repeatedly in his heart, extremely excited.

The fortune brought by this dao rhyme golden core was truly too astonishing!

It actually allowed him to condense a Primordial Spirit in advance while still in the Profound Core Realm!

This Primordial Spirit was like his second brain, capable of synchronizing its Visualization with his original consciousness, increasing the efficiency of comprehending martial Concepts by a full twofold!

Zhang Yang had previously tried visualizing several precious sabers at once to see if he could speed up his Concept comprehension, or multitasking to visualize a saber each to accelerate the process, but he had still failed.

Unexpectedly, the Primordial Spirit's Visualization could stack with his own Concept Visualization speed!

Zhang Yang looked up, as if he could see through the mountain to the position where the sky had previously split open and golden light had descended, thinking to himself,

"Fortunately, I chose this desolate and remote place for my Breakthrough..."

"Although the phenomenon of golden light falling from the sky wasn't large in scale, just a single descending golden beam, it was still enough to attract attention!"

"Back to the Sect first!"

Zhang Yang only briefly experienced the various benefits of forming the dao rhyme golden core before his body soared into the air, flying toward the Clear Wind Sect.

Looking at the scenery rapidly passing below, Zhang Yang felt incredibly refreshed!

This is flight!

In his past life, Zhang Yang was actually somewhat afraid of heights, but now flying high in the sky, he no longer felt that fear.

The reason was that in his past life, the fear of heights was largely caused by the fear of death.

But with Zhang Yang's current physical strength, even if he fell straight down, he would only be driven into the ground upon impact; far from dying, he wouldn't even be injured.

Zhang Yang could feel that with every breath of the Golden Core in his body and every circulation of Origin Power through his system, his physical fitness was being enhanced.

Zhang Yang's physical strength was already at the top level of the Profound Core Realm, and now it was slowly increasing once again.

I'm afraid that by the time this strengthening ends, Zhang Yang's physical strength will be comparable to that of an Infant Transformation Realm Martial Artist.

"Is this also a benefit of the dao rhyme golden core?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but nod; physical strength was also extremely important in battle, allowing Martial Skills to be exerted with even greater power.

Not long after Zhang Yang left, four streaks of light flew in from the distance, landing on the desolate mountain and transforming into four figures.

The four looked at each other on the spot until one of them broke the stalemate:

"A golden light just fell from the sky onto this place. Could it be that some treasure has descended into the world?"

"Look!" Another person pointed at the smooth cut on the mountain peak. "This must have been sliced by someone's Saber Qi! Could it be that someone was cultivating here?"

"Or perhaps a battle took place! Someone was fighting over a treasure! Look over there!" Another person pointed at the desolate mountain split in two, his face grave.

"What a formidable blade! Just looking at it gives the illusion of ten thousand sabers descending upon one's body! The person who split this desolate mountain is not simple!"

The four searched the desolate mountain and found a decapitated corpse, precisely the one Zhang Yang had killed with a single strike not long ago.

Since there were no living creatures in this desolate wilderness, his corpse remained in its original state.

"I recognize him! He's one of the Four Bandits of the Bright Blade!"

Hearing this name, the other three also remembered the Four Bandits of the Bright Blade. They were famous Rogue Cultivators in the vicinity, and their leader was even at the second level of the Profound Core Realm.

"The four bandits are usually inseparable. Since this man is dead, I'm afraid the remaining three must be dead as well!"

"Looking at this corpse, it wasn't a recent death. They probably kicked a steel plate!"

"Let's leave too. This isn't something we can get involved in!"

The four of them were only at the fourth or fifth level of the Profound Core Realm. The lingering Concept from the strike that split the desolate mountain made them feel trepidation just by looking at it.

Coupled with the golden light that fell from the sky not long ago, something major must have happened here. If they got involved, their few small lives wouldn't be enough to pay the price!

Without hesitation, the four turned and fled, transforming into four streaks of light and distancing themselves from the desolate mountain.