Chapter 633: Core Formation (Part 1)

In the pill refining room of the cave dwelling on Little Stone Mountain, Han Li spat out a strand of cyan pill fire as thick as a finger, continuously wrapping and burning a silver-white tripod half a foot in size.

This tripod floated above a formation in the center of the room, rolling and spinning without pause.

Han Li's entire body shimmered with spiritual light, his expression appearing somewhat tense.

As time passed bit by bit, a faint medicinal fragrance began to emerge in the room. Han Li only took a few whiffs of this scent before his spirit was greatly invigorated, a look of joy appearing on his face.

When the medicinal fragrance finally turned from light to rich, a sharp glint flashed in Han Li's eyes. Suddenly, he pinched a magic art with both hands, the pill fire vanished in an instant, and he softly spat out the word, "Open."

Immediately, a beam of magic art shot out, striking accurately at a corner of the formation.

The formation emitted a low hum, and several beams of red and green light sprayed out simultaneously, shooting onto the silver tripod.

The small tripod trembled slightly a few times, and the lid opened on its own, from which a milky-white pill floated out.

This pill was the size of a thumb, crystal clear throughout, with spiritual light shimmering on it. Strands of milky-white spiritual mist floated around it, appearing and disappearing, a sign of a heavenly spiritual medicine.

Seeing this pill, Han Li could not hide the look of wild joy on his face.

This Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng pill had actually been successfully refined. He had already failed several times before; if he hadn't succeeded this time, the Agate Horn and Companion Demon Grass would truly not have been able to support another attempt.

As for the most important Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng, Han Li was not worried about the raw material.

It turned out that when Han Li used the Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng to refine pills, he could not bear to use the entire ginseng for the medicine. He only extracted a bit of ginseng sap from the main body of the ginseng, leaving this spiritual object with its life. Of course, doing this would not kill the ginseng immediately, but it would still be severely injured. The incarnation that appeared, a white rabbit, also became listless and weak.

Seeing this, Han Li pondered for several days and finally, under the condition of setting up several more layers of restrictions, dripped that ripening Green Liquid into the Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng. To be safe, Han Li only used diluted Green Liquid at first, increasing the amount bit by bit, fearing any accidents.

After all, this heavenly spiritual object that could possess an incarnation was truly different from ordinary spiritual herbs.

As a result, once the Green Liquid was dripped in, the ginseng's vitality actually recovered quite a bit, and no signs of discomfort appeared.

Only then did Han Li feel relieved and began to truly drip the Green Liquid onto it.

In this way, every time Han Li extracted ginseng sap, he would use the Green Liquid to let it fully recover its vitality before taking more. In this way, the ginseng sap of the Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng was inexhaustible.

However, this method seemed to only be effective on the Nine-Curved Spiritual Ginseng. Han Li had a flash of inspiration and tried this method on other spiritual medicines, but the effect was not very good. It was not as fast as direct ripening.

Now, Han Li held the milky-white pill between two fingers, placed it before his eyes, and observed it carefully.

Its appearance and fragrance seemed exactly the same as recorded in the pill formula, but as for the specific medicinal effect, he would only know after swallowing it during Core Formation.

Sighing lightly, Han Li carefully placed this hard-won pill into a jade box he had prepared long ago, stored it away properly, and walked out of the pill room.

Han Li had cultivated the fourth layer of the Great Expansion Art five or six years ago, which had caused his spiritual sense to grow significantly once more.

As for the Azure Essence Sword Art, it had also been cultivated to the Great Perfection of the ninth layer a few months ago, allowing his own cultivation base to finally enter the False Nascent Soul stage.

Now, Han Li had everything ready, both in terms of pills and cultivation techniques; he only lacked the final push.

However, Han Li would not rush to begin condensing his Nascent Soul just because the ginseng pill was finished.

Instead, he left the cave dwelling, went alone to a hidden place with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the eastern range of Mount Mount Yunmeng, and sat quietly there without moving.

During this period, he carefully savored his past life experiences from beginning to end.

Enjoying family happiness at his parents' knees when young, playing with his little sister as a youth, and later, because of his third uncle's recommendation, entering the Seven Mysteries Sect, meeting Li Li Feiyu and others, and because of accidentally meeting Doctor Mo, being able to cultivate the Changchun Gong, and later, starting from the Tainan Small Assembly, truly stepping into the cultivation world...

As the memories went from blurry to gradually clear, the expression on Han Li's face changed from happy to angry, shifting uncertainly; he no longer had the composure of not showing his emotions as before.

Three days later, Han Li's eyes were tightly shut, his expression returned to calm, and he began to quietly comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth without thinking of anything.

A month later, when Han Li emerged from the hidden place again, both his body and mind, as well as his magic power, were in an excellent state of fullness, especially in the tempering of his heart, which had reached another level.

Han Li returned to the cave dwelling without a ripple in his heart, opened all the large formations and restrictions outside the cave, and then said only two short sentences to Lady Yin Yue, who was left behind to guard:

"Guard the entrance well; do not disturb me even if something huge happens." After saying this, Han Li entered the quiet room with his green robes fluttering.

Subsequently, the stone door fell silently, white light flashed on the door, and a layer of thick runes appeared. Han Li opened another layer of restrictions inside to prevent any accidental interference during Core Formation.

Although Han Li did not say what he was going to do, how could Lady Yin Yue not know what Han Li was about to do next?

Immediately, a complex look appeared on her face, containing envy, longing, unwillingness, and various other emotions.

Finally, after looking at the silent quiet room for a long time, Lady Yin Yue sighed and left the vicinity.

Now that her fate was closely tied to Han Li, even if she had some small thoughts of her own, she still hoped that Han Li could successfully condense his Nascent Soul.

Three months later, in the sky more than a hundred miles away from the medicine garden, the woman surnamed Mu flew slowly toward the medicine garden, her jade face full of absent-mindedness, as if she were full of worries.

Thinking of the ultimatum given by several elders of the clan that she must marry the man surnamed Yan, this woman felt her future was completely bleak.

If she were a Core Formation cultivator, those so-called "elders" of the clan would never dare to boss her around and would instead be respectful to her. After all, everyone knew clearly what a Core Formation cultivator meant to a clan.

The Mu clan leader, in order to have his grandson marry the headstrong woman of the Yan clan, did not hesitate to use a marriage-swap trick to forcibly set such an absurd marriage contract for her. Although this woman was extremely cold and beautiful, she couldn't help but grit her teeth in anger whenever she thought of this matter.

It was just that she had always been strong-willed, so she had always acted as if she didn't care at all. But in reality, how many people knew the hesitation and helplessness in her heart?

The woman surnamed Mu's original plan was very good.

Since she couldn't violate the clan elders on the surface, she would try her best to delay the date of marrying the other party, hoping that she would luckily form her Golden Core before the marriage. In this way, she could naturally despise this marriage contract.

However, although this woman was exceptionally talented, it was simply impossible to form a Golden Core in just twenty or thirty years. Even with her efforts, she had only just stepped into the late stage of Foundation Establishment. To reach the False Core stage and start attempting Core Formation would require at least another twenty or thirty years of hard cultivation and waiting.

Although she could wait, the elders of the Mu clan could not. Finally, they tore off the mask with her and began to blatantly threaten her to set a marriage date. Otherwise, they would cut off all her spirit stone supplies for her future cultivation and would implicate several of her closest relatives in the clan.

Thinking of all this, the woman surnamed Mu felt weak all over, without a shred of strength to resist.

Within the Luoyun Sect, even though she was deeply loved by the Peak Master and her fellow disciples, once the intricate interests of their respective families were involved, these people could not easily "intervene" in this matter. This made the young woman feel even more depressed.

What was worse, that "Senior Brother Yan," with his thievish eyebrows and rat-like eyes, seemed to have received some news and had been running to Tianquan Peak every day recently, pestering her with shameless persistence.

If it weren't for the fact that her magic power was far superior to his, this "Senior Brother Yan" would likely have resorted to using force.

This made the proud and arrogant young woman so annoyed that she almost wanted to release her magic treasure and instantly blast the thievish-looking man into fly ash.

Today happened to be the day for submitting medicinal materials from several "herb" gardens. The young woman simply snatched this task and fled Tianquan Peak early to avoid the pestering of that man surnamed Yan.

Now that she had run through two places, it was finally time to head toward the "herb" garden for which Han Li was responsible.

At the thought of Han Li, the young woman felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Previously, she felt that although this person was only a Qi Condensation disciple, he always gave her a vague, mysterious feeling that she couldn't see through.

And the matter of the Sword Trial Assembly made her speculate for a time that the other party might have concealed his cultivation base, and perhaps he had some other identity.

Therefore, she had once spent a long time carefully observing the other party's affairs.

But she hadn't expected that after several years passed, the other party had always been well-behaved and had never done anything out of the ordinary. Apart from staying in the "herb" garden, he rarely went out, and the friends he made were few and far between.

As a result, the young woman became even more interested in Han Li.

On the surface, she relaxed her attention on Han Li, but in reality, she paid even closer attention to his actions.

Unfortunately, Han Li was very low-key and rarely participated in sect affairs. In these years, the number of times she had even seen Han Li could be counted on one hand.

After more than twenty years like this, the young woman gave up completely. She believed that her previous speculations were truly too wishful.

The other party was at most an introverted, unsociable, ordinary disciple, and his aptitude wasn't very good either; even Foundation Establishment was unlikely to succeed.

The young woman thought briefly about Han Li's affairs and finally accelerated her magic tool slightly, flying away into the distance.

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