Chapter 253: Chapter 252: Ye Wanyi Steps into Fake Pill (Fourth Update, Seeking Subscription)
In the cave mansion, Lu Xuanji was pondering, conducting deductions.
"My realm is too low, utterly incapable of discerning the essence and truth of physiques, and utterly incapable of transforming special physiques... The Heaven-Sacrificial Cauldron, however, is quite mysterious, as it can transform physiques!"
Lu Xuanji thought, recalling the Heaven-Sacrificial Cauldron.
The Heaven-Sacrificial Cauldron cannot directly transform physiques.
The Heaven-Sacrificial Cauldron is a medium for cultivators to communicate with the Heavenly Dao.
Cultivators sacrifice half of their own destiny, offering it to the Heavenly Dao, invoking the Heavenly Dao’s resonance, whereby the Heavenly Dao bestows special powers to help cultivators transform into a Dao Body.
Such cases are suitable for cultivators with abundant destiny.
As for ordinary cultivators, their destiny is average, and even if they sacrifice half of it, the Heavenly Dao is too lazy to respond, only wasting one’s destiny.
In the top-tier memory of the Primordial Monarch, throughout the long history of the Feathered Transformation Sect, many cultivators have sacrificed their destiny, but few received a response.
This is why Lu Xuanji decisively gave up, not letting his son Lu Fan go to the Heaven-Sacrificial Cauldron to sacrifice his destiny, because his luck was too poor.
"How did special physiques historically come into existence? One is inherited from parents, another is transformed by the Heavenly Dao! Often, the parents have Mortal Bodies, yet the son has a special physique; sometimes the parents have special physiques, but the son only inherits one parent’s physique, or just a Mortal Body!"
"Of course, cultivators can use some top-tier spiritual objects to transform themselves into special physiques, but those top-tier spiritual objects are rare and precious, hard to come by."
After contemplating physiques, he pondered Spirit Roots.
The phone displayed a series of data from the last thousand years of Spirit Root checks in the Lu Family, covering about thirty thousand people, with two Celestial Spirit Roots, three Dual Spirit Roots, over five hundred Three Spirit Roots, and the rest were Five Spirit Roots.
He continuously calculated this data, comparing it with himself.
"Cultivators with Celestial Spirit Roots have a Spirit Root of ten inches, Soul Power five times that of their peers, and their talent is almost the pinnacle of the human world. Over these years, the old ancestor Lu Fuming, the Feathered Transformation Pagoda’s Artifact Spirit, and the Pure Yang Sword Spirit failed in possession, instead enhancing me, elevating my aptitude!"
"My Spirit Root is nine inches and nine, and my Soul Strength is 4.8 times, still inferior to the Celestial Spirit Root by a notch!"
Lu Xuanji pondered.
Comparing with the Celestial Spirit Root, he increasingly felt the Celestial Spirit Root was extraordinary. Cultivators with Celestial Spirit Roots, as long as they are not too useless, don’t find it too difficult to condense an Upper Grade Golden Core, and have a high probability of achieving the Nascent Soul.
For other cultivators, condensing an Upper Grade Golden Core requires great effort.
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Time was passing, life once again returned to stability.
Residing on Changyuan Mountain, Lu Xuanji guided his two sons, handled trivial matters within the clan, planted spirit medicine, cultivated the Creation Fruit Tree, everything was orderly.
Five years later.
Within the cave mansion, the aura was changing, Ye Wanyi’s Qi mechanism was shifting, stepping into the Fake Pill Realm.
Approximately a moment later, the aura converged.
Lu Xuanji stepped forward and said, "Congratulations, madam, on entering the Fake Pill Realm!"
"I owe it to you, husband, thanks to your Yin Yang Transformation!" Ye Wanyi said, a blush and a touch of shyness flashing across her face.
Her comprehension was evidently insufficient, but during the dual cultivation process with her husband, she utilized this cultivation technique, drew close to the Great Dao, and found a hint of transformation, stepping into the Fake Pill Realm.
"Wanyi, how about we spar a bit?"
Lu Xuanji said excitedly.
"Sure!"
Ye Wanyi said.
In the martial arts stage, the array sealed the surroundings, and the two sparred together, using only magic, without utilizing any Magical Treasures.
Approximately a moment later, the battle concluded.
In the encounter, Lu Xuanji had a preliminary glimpse of the combat power of a Fake Pill cultivator.
Fake Pill cultivators only initially transform True Essence into Magical Power, yet their combat power more than doubles, capable in battle of defeating their former, unbroken selves three times over.
"Husband, I need to retreat, to cultivate diligently for a period, to transform the True Essence within into Magical Power!"
Ye Wanyi said.
"Here, this is for you!"
Lu Xuanji said, handing over a Storage Bag.
Ye Wanyi took the Storage Bag, and upon a glance, felt dumbfounded.
Within the Storage Bag were one hundred thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones.
The value was extraordinarily expensive.
"Husband, this is too much!" Ye Wanyi said.
"It is somewhat much, but otherwise, how would you have the qualification to condense a Golden Core!" Lu Xuanji laughed, "Ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power is the minimum standard for condensing a Golden Core. If you can’t reach ten units, you simply don’t have the qualification for Condensing Pill. I estimated, by fully transforming the True Essence within, you’ll only have two units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power... A long way from ten units."
"Do you plan to solely rely on arduous cultivation to accumulate ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power?"
The quotation of one Zodiac unit of Magical Power refers to the total accumulated Magical Power of a Fake Pill cultivator from arduously cultivating on a Fourth Grade Spirit Vein for sixty years.
In other words, relying on longevity to endure time, a Fake Pill cultivator would need to arduously cultivate for at least six hundred years to accumulate sufficient Magical Power for impacting the Golden Core.
But Ye Wanyi’s remaining lifespan is only about a hundred and twenty years.
Arduous cultivation is unpromising.
At this moment, spirit medicine, Spirit Pills, spiritual objects, etc., are needed as aids to help cultivators accumulate ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power.
If a Fake Pill cultivator has enough Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, they can shorten the accumulation period.
In a very short time, accumulate ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power.
"Husband, this is one hundred thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones... With these Spirit Stones, I’m confident I can accumulate enough of ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power within ten years!" Ye Wanyi said, this is the power of wealth, the difference between having and not having money.
Without money, six hundred years of arduous cultivation is needed to accumulate ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power;
With money, one only needs to close doors and cultivate for ten years to accumulate ten units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power.
The speed is fast, but it’s a money burner.
"Accumulating Magical Power of ten units is only enough to condense a Lower Grade Golden Core; accumulating twenty units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power can condense a Middle Grade Golden Core; accumulating thirty units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power can condense an Upper Grade Golden Core." Lu Xuanji said, "You are my wife, at least aim to condense an Upper Grade Golden Core, only an Upper Grade Golden Core is qualified to challenge the Nascent Soul!"
Lu Xuanji said, "My expectation isn’t high, refine these Middle-Grade Spirit Stones within thirty years, accumulate thirty units of the Zodiac’s Magical Power."
"Alright, I’ll try!"
Ye Wanyi nodded.
"Husband, I am going to retreat, I still want more!"
"Do you want more? Then let us continue!"
The sentiment burned like flames boiling, entwined together in continuous battle, lasting for three days until the battle finally ended.
Soon after, Ye Wanyi went into seclusion.
"Wanyi is a bit uncertain, at most condensing a Middle Grade Golden Core... But if not pushed, how does one know the extent of their potential!" Lu Xuanji thought, "Aspire high, achieve the middle; aim for the middle, achieve the lower. Wanyi, don’t let me down immediately!"
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