45: Chapter 45 Bo'an's Foundation Building!

Inside the Dantian, the liquid True Qi was manic and restless.

Distracting thoughts flew everywhere, and myriad thoughts swirled.

"I am not reconciled!"

Sun Boan bit his tongue hard, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth.

Countless images flashed before his eyes.

There were the clansmen, smiling obsequiously in the market for a few Low-Grade Spirit Stones; there was Ancestor Shi's body, vast as a mountain; there was the increasing gray hair on Sun Kezheng's temples; and there were Sun Yao's thin shoulders when she entered White Cloud Temple.

These images rampaged through his spiritual platform, trying to tear apart his last shred of clarity.

"Are these distracting thoughts?"

Sun Boan roared in his heart.

"No."

"This is the root of my Sun Clan! This is the life of Sun Boan!"

"What I Cultivate is not some bullshit Dao; what I Cultivate is this Mortal World, and what I Cultivate is this entire Family, old and young!"

"For the sake of my lineage, I betrayed the Family; for the sake of my lineage, I gave up everything; why can others succeed!"

"Why can I not succeed? Why shouldn't I succeed!"

"Even if Heaven itself comes, I will Breakthrough the Realm today!"

"To protect the future of my clan for a hundred years!"

Obsession became a blade.

Sun Boan advanced instead of retreating, no longer suppressing the distracting thoughts, but instead opening his spiritual platform, merging all these thoughts into the True Qi.

The burden of the Family transformed into the heaviest chain, forcibly binding the liquid True Qi that was about to collapse.

A tearing pain came from his Meridians.

Sun Boan bled from his seven orifices, his Face twisted, but he didn't even groan again.

The True Qi spun crazily in the Dantian, the violent Qi, constantly impacting the shrunken Dantian barriers, trying to forcibly stabilize his Foundation!

At the cost of overdrawing his Lifespan, he forcibly stabilized that pool of True Qi.

Finally, with a muffled "boom."

The Dantian completely quieted down, turning into a small lake of True Qi.

Above Hongtian City.

In the night, the surrounding Spiritual Qi suddenly rioted, turning into a gale gathering towards the back mountain.

Sun Clan members all over the city turned their heads, their gazes incomparably fervent.

"A phenomenon of gathering Spiritual Qi! It's Foundation Establishment!"

"Boan succeeded!"

Sun Kezheng's hands trembled, his voice hoarse, tears streaming down his cheeks; amidst the wild joy, there was a sense of relief.

Guest Elder Zhou Sun stood to the side, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes full of shock.

The Sun Clan, with two Foundation Establishment Cultivator, plus Sun Yao who had entered the Revered Master's sect, this was truly a rhythm ready to soar!

The phenomenon was not large and lasted for a very short time.

After only half a cup of tea, the gathered Spiritual Qi vortex dissipated, turning into spots of spiritual light that vanished into the night sky.

No thunder, no rosy clouds.

This commotion was much smaller than a normal Foundation Establishment Breakthrough, but it didn't matter; as long as the Foundation Establishment was successful, that was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

The wild joy on Sun Kezheng's Face stiffened, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Outside the Immortal Cave in the back mountain, Shi Jian lay on the blue stone, opened his vertical pupils, and glanced at the night sky.

"Forced Foundation Establishment, the Foundation is damaged."

"However, at least he survived."

Shi Jian yawned and closed his eyes again. He had seen too many Yao Beasts or Cultivators die because of Foundation Establishment.

Sun Boan being able to bear it, this old boy's bones were harder than he thought.

The stone door opened slowly, and the morning light shone into the Immortal Cave.

Sun Boan walked out staggeringly, looking quite disheveled.

The robe on his body was soaked with cold sweat and filthy blood, his whole person had thinned and aged, his Face hadn't become younger because of the Foundation Establishment, instead, it looked even older...

But the aura on him had truly crossed that chasm.

Foundation Establishment Stage!

Sun Boan walked to Shi Jian, lifted his hem, and knelt down heavily.

"Old Ancestor, Boan... succeeded!"

Shi Jian didn't get up, just scanned him with demonic power, and said in a flat tone: "True Qi is only half of a normal Foundation Establishment, there are many hidden injuries in the Meridians, and the Dantian has signs of atrophy..."

"In this life, your Cultivation will stop at the Early Stage of the Foundation Establishment, don't even think about advancing even half an inch."

"Besides, forcibly stabilizing the Foundation overdrew your Lifespan, your Lifespan probably won't reach four Jiazi, at most three Jiazi."

"Around one hundred and eighty years old, that is your limit."

Shi Jian's words were very straightforward, without any concealment...

It could be called the weakest Foundation Establishment in the Immortal Realm.

After hearing this, Sun Boan was not disappointed, but instead grinned, his blood-stained Face revealing an unprecedented sense of ease.

"Old Ancestor, that is enough."

"This Junior's Aptitude is dull; being able to live two more Jiazi and being able to block the wind and rain for the Family for another one hundred and twenty years is already a stroke of luck."

"As for whether the Cultivation advances or not, this Junior does not care."

"With this Foundation Establishment Cultivation, I can better support the younger generation, and the future of Hongtian City will be more stable..."

"Besides, no matter how weak a Foundation Establishment is, it is still a Foundation Establishment, and no matter how strong a Qi Refining Cultivator is, it is only a Qi Refining, it is ultimately different."

Shi Jian snorted coldly: "What ambition."

"However, since you succeeded, hold your head high. You are weak, but you have me behind you; don't embarrass this seat when you go out."

"Go wash up, those people in your clan have been waiting for you all night."

Sun Boan bowed again and left.

Outside the Formation in the back mountain.

Sun Kezheng, Sun Changping, and more than a dozen core Sun Clan members were waiting here.

The moment they saw Sun Boan walk out, everyone knelt down in unison.

"Congratulations to the Clan Chief for reaching the Foundation Establishment!"

The voice echoed in the morning wind, filled with irrepressible ecstasy and choking sobs.

Sun Boan walked up quickly, helped Sun Kezheng up with both hands, and looked at the clansmen.

"Everyone rise."

He patted Sun Kezheng on the shoulder: "Ke Zheng, you have worked hard this past half year."

Sun Kezheng shook his head with red eyes: "If the Clan Chief can succeed, our Sun Clan has roots! We have a backbone!"

"Alright, it is merely Foundation Establishment, why act like a little woman." Sun Boan's words were steady, gradually having the bearing of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator:

"Although I have reached the Foundation Establishment, my Foundation is unstable, and I still need to go into seclusion for a month to stabilize my Realm."

"Ke Zheng, pass on my order."

"One month later, the Sun Clan will hold a Foundation Establishment Ceremony in Hongtian City."

"Send out invitations widely!"

"White Cloud Temple, the major Families of the Nine Counties, the major shops in the market, and those Loose Cultivators with status, all must be invited!"

Sun Kezheng was stunned: "Clan Chief, with such great fanfare, will it not attract unwanted attention?"

"It does not matter, just do as I say."

"We have been hiding for so many years; now that White Cloud Temple has regained control of the overall situation, and we have just made a contribution, it is time to show our muscles."

As he spoke, Sun Boan's gaze looked towards the unknown distance and said:

"This ceremony is not only for Baiyun Prefecture to see, but also for those petty people hiding in the dark."

"Tell them, from today on, the Sun Clan of Hongtian City has two Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and we have officially joined the ranks of the top major Families in Baiyun Prefecture!"

"Whoever wants to stretch out their claws must first weigh how hard their own bones are!"

Sun Kezheng's expression became serious, and he bowed: "I will go and do it right away!"

The next month.

Hongtian City was completely boiling.

The news of Sun Boan's successful Foundation Establishment spread like it had wings, quickly spreading throughout the Nine Counties of Baiyun Prefecture, and the reactions of various forces were different.

Some friendly small Families immediately prepared generous gifts and came to congratulate them in advance.

There were also Loose Cultivators who had had friction with the Sun Clan who moved away from the surroundings of Hongtian City overnight, or even fled Baiyun Prefecture directly...

On the side of White Cloud Temple, Daoist Master Yunxiao even specially sent someone to deliver a Level 3 Yao Beast core as a congratulatory gift, giving the Sun Clan plenty of Face.

Sun Yao was also allowed to go down the mountain to return to the clan to visit.

When she saw Sun Boan, her eyes were red.

"Grandfather, you have lost weight."

Sun Boan touched her head and smiled: "It is good to be thin, it shows spirit. How are you doing in the Temple? Have you been bullied?"

Sun Yao shook her head: "Revered Master treats me very well, and Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters take good care of me too. It is just... I heard that you forcibly established your Foundation and damaged your roots."

Hearing this, Sun Boan smiled and waved his hand casually: "Being able to succeed in Foundation Establishment is already a stroke of luck, I do not ask for anything else, it is enough."

"Little Yao'er, just Cultivate with peace of mind, the future of the Sun Clan rests entirely on you."

The one-month period passed in a flash.

Inside Hongtian City, it was already decorated with lanterns and colored banners, very lively.

Outside the city gate, Cultivators from all walks of life came in an endless stream, Zhou Sun led the Guest Elders to be responsible for welcoming guests, standing tall...

In the central square of Hongtian City, a flowing banquet was set up.

The Loose Cultivators took their seats one after another, discussing spiritedly.

"The Sun Clan has completely stood firm this time. Two Foundation Establishment Cultivator in one Family, plus a Genius Junior who joined the sect of Immortal Revered Master Daoist Yun Du..."

"Tsk tsk, it really makes us envious!"

"What do you mean two Foundation Establishment?"

"Did you forget about Ancestor Shi behind the Sun Clan? That is the kind of character who can slap a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to death!"

"It can be described as terrifying!"