On the Celestial Capital Peak, yet another Core Formation phenomenon suddenly unfolded!

Countless spiritual energies, as if drawn by an invisible force, converged from all directions, forming a spiritual energy tide stretching for dozens of miles.

The tide of spiritual energy surged like raging rivers, carving brilliant bands of light across the sky, drawing the cultivators of the Tingyu Market to look up in anticipation.

They were all hoping to witness the birth of a Golden Core Cultivator firsthand!

This is what cultivators anticipate the most—miracles!

In a dojo of the market, a yellow-faced cultivator was sitting cross-legged, attempting to break through the bottleneck of Late-stage Qi Refining.

Just as he was about to succeed, he suddenly felt the surrounding spiritual energy become chaotic and thin, and the spiritual power gathering within him instantly went out of control.

With a "puff," he violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper.

The yellow-faced cultivator suppressed his anger and did not curse aloud—after all, the only one capable of attracting such vast amounts of spiritual energy here was the Sword Master on the Celestial Capital Peak.

He struggled to his feet, walked out of the dojo, and looked towards the direction of the Celestial Capital Peak, joining the onlookers.

Seeing his state, the surrounding cultivators immediately understood the reason and cast sympathetic glances at him.

On the second floor of Zhang's Peach Blossom Brew, a red-faced cultivator holding a wine cup looked at the phenomenon in the sky and said with some surprise:

"Why does it feel like the scale of this Core Formation is smaller than the last time? Could it be that the Sword Master hasn't fully recovered?"

Zhang Houming, who was behind the counter doing accounts, immediately put down his abacus and glared at the red-faced cultivator:

"That's a load of crap! There's clearly no difference. If you keep spouting nonsense, watch out, or I'll tell the market steward to tear out your tongue!"

The red-faced cultivator, shocked by Zhang Houming's imposing manner, quickly gathered himself and said sheepishly:

"I must still be sleepy, seeing things. The Sword Master's divine power is naturally as formidable as ever!"

The cultivators in the market were chattering, while the phenomenon in the sky continued to change. The spiritual energy tide became increasingly dense, almost solidifying, like a massive Spirit Crystal, hovering above the Celestial Capital Peak.

Within the Celestial Capital Peak, the Tier Three Array was operating at full capacity, its array light flickering, enveloping the entire mountain.

Countless Spirit Stones were burning continuously at the array hub, releasing majestic spiritual energy, and the array, like a whale gulping, gathered the spiritual energies from all around, creating a small Tier Three Middle Grade Spirit Vein Dojo around Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng had long adjusted himself to his optimal state. He sat cross-legged in the most concentrated area of spiritual energy, sealing with his hands, began operating the spell of the "Supreme Profound Sword Scripture," refining the Evil Pill within his dantian, and activated the Profound Gate.

In an instant, countless spiritual energies surged into him like tides, reacting intensely with the three hundred and fifty drops of Sword Essence in his dantian.

The vast power assaulted his Dharma Body, and Chen Sheng instinctively activated his divine sense to harmonize.

He saw the Evil Pill emitting a gentle jade-colored light, starting to spontaneously guide the external spiritual power, harmonizing the tense state within him.

Simultaneously, a gentle power emanated from the Evil Pill, spreading throughout his limbs and bones, stabilizing his meridians and bones, bringing further enhancement.

Chen Sheng felt his entire body lighten, with a layer of cold yet gentle power enveloping all his meridians, as if he had donned an invisible armor, bringing a strong sense of protection.

His skin also began to transform, shedding like a snake, revealing the smoother, more lustrous new skin beneath.

As the Evil Pill continued to be refined, more power emerged from it, making the vast mana gradually become viscous.

Time passed slowly, and over half of the mana had completely solidified.

Chen Sheng sighed in his heart:

"No wonder this Evil Pill has such a high success rate, as the most difficult two steps, harmonizing Yin and Yang and condensing Dragon and Tiger, are all completed by the Evil Pill. It's hard to imagine a reason for failure."

At this moment, he felt only one thing—smooth.

Almost without any effort, as the Evil Pill was refined, catalyzed by the Pill Qi, everything naturally followed its course.

Finally, all the solidified mana converged into the Evil Pill, refining into a pale golden Cold Pill.

The Cold Pill quickly nourished Chen Sheng's entire body, generating an Original Pill Qi, spurring a transformation in his Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

Originally, Chen Sheng's divine sense could only extend about nine hundred feet, but now it began to frantically spread outward, ten miles, fifteen miles, twenty miles... At twenty miles, his divine sense seemed to reach its limit.

Chen Sheng estimated in his heart:

"An ordinary Golden Core Early-stage Cultivator's divine sense range is between twenty to twenty-five miles."

"A Fake Pill Cultivator is less than twenty miles, some even less than ten miles, which means that even though I achieved a Fake Pill, my divine sense is no weaker than a Golden Core Cultivator."

He quickly thought of the reason.

First, he practiced the "Divine Inference Array," which made his divine sense stronger than other cultivators of the same level. An ordinary Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivator has a divine sense range of only eight hundred feet, but he had nine hundred feet.

Second, it was due to this Evil Pill.

Chen Sheng submerged his Heart Spirit into his dantian, feeling the pale golden Cold Pill, with a thought, he could access over ninety percent of the mana.

"Indeed, even if an ordinary cultivator refines a Demon Pill, with matching attributes, after becoming a Fake Pill, they can only utilize about fifty to sixty percent of their power, showing a strength only half that of a Golden Core Cultivator."

"But my Evil Pill is almost of the same vein as mine, with the sense of repulsion minimized to the extreme. I can mobilize over ninety percent of the power, which means that my divine sense's transformation is only slightly inferior to that of a Golden Core Cultivator."

Chen Sheng smiled slightly, using his divine sense to scan around, and he took note of the expectant gazes of the cultivators in the market.

He simply nodded slightly, silently thinking:

"It's also time for me to leave."

…

In the Tingyu Market, the cultivators saw the Pill Domain on the Celestial Capital Peak taking form, emitting multicolored light, which immediately led to an outburst of cheers:

"Succeeded! The Sword Master has formed the Pill!"

Each group of cultivators quickly relayed the situation here to their own families and sects.

Because Chen Sheng's Core Formation might was only slightly inferior to a Golden Core Cultivator, almost none of these cultivators noticed the difference, so they all reported it as if he were a Golden Core Cultivator.

The news quickly reached the two sects.

Xu Longhu of the Li Xiao Sect, upon hearing the news, had tears welling up in his eyes. He looked toward the direction of the Celestial Capital Peak, murmuring to himself:

"True Inheritor, did you see that? It succeeded, Master Tingyu has formed the Pill!"

In his first two attempts at Core Formation, he was unsuccessful. Only after sending the three volumes of cultivation techniques left by the true inheritor did he succeed. Such a coincidence made it hard for him not to be excited.

In the Qinghua Sect, streams of powerful rainbow light rapidly descended upon Piaomiao Peak to attend the top-tier council meeting!

Another Golden Core has emerged in the land of Chu Country, and it's a sword cultivator skilled in combat, with a record of defeating Fake Pill cultivators even at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even the Golden Core Sect Leaders of both sects dare not claim they can suppress him.

The upcoming situation might change significantly, and naturally, they need to discuss it thoroughly.

In the council hall on Piaomiao Peak, everyone was in heated debate, arguing loudly.

Wu Guang, in a fury, said:

"I always said we should eliminate him early. That's the experience my father taught me back then!"

Li Yang's expression was also somewhat grim. He had witnessed the power of Chen Sheng's sword array and was a member of the Peace Faction. He said:

"Fellow Daoist, forming a Golden Core is difficult. The decision back then was made by vote, not just my opinion alone."

Wu Guang snorted coldly, "I voted against it!"

Seeing the two about to argue, Wu Lingshuang quickly intervened:

"Let's not argue. Now is not the time to assign blame. I also agreed to it back then, and if we're assigning blame, I can't escape responsibility either."

Hearing his mother say this, Wu Guang refrained from acting up further and merely turned away without speaking more.

The rest continued to bicker among themselves. Most of them were half-siblings, and they usually had numerous conflicts over interests and factions. This was merely an excuse to air previous grievances.

Hua Xiu sat at the head, looking at the endlessly arguing crowd, feeling a headache.

Fortunately, with Wu Lingshuang, a former "Lady of the House," helping maintain order, things finally calmed down.

Hua Xiu cleared his throat and said:

"Alright, let's put past matters aside. I'll first arrange for someone to congratulate and find out Fellow Daoist Tingyu's intentions."

"Such a genuine Dao seed might leave Chu Country. If he intends to start a new sect, I'll discuss with Fellow Daoists from the Li Xiao Sect on how to respond."

"It's just a Golden Core Sword Cultivator. We dealt with three late-stage Golden Cores back in the day. What is there to fear now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded.

At this moment, the jade order at Wu Lingshuang's waist suddenly flickered. With a sweep of her divine sense, she immediately smiled and raised her hand to the crowd, saying:

"Alright, no need to argue! Ruoxu sent a message saying Fellow Daoist Tingyu decided to cross the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, leaving Celestial Capital Mountain and Tingyu Market to him."

Hearing this, the crowd heaved a sigh of relief, showing relieved smiles.

Wu Guang, regaining his composure, asked, "Why give it to Ruoxu?"

Wu Lingshuang chuckled lightly:

"You're not yet as adept at handling matters as a child. After Fellow Daoist Tingyu's first attempt at Golden Core, Ruoxu sent a Small Tribulation Pill through someone."

"Later, he visited in person and left a good impression. Fellow Daoist Tingyu, being alone, had to entrust someone and found Ruoxu."

Wu Guang snorted, "What would he leave behind? It's just an empty shell."

Seeing through his inconsistency, Wu Lingshuang smiled:

"The person's gone, so just be happy. Isn't it a good thing for us to have one less powerful rival?"

...

Several days later, accompanied by two Master Fake Pill cultivators, Wu Ruoxu arrived at Celestial Capital Peak, riding on rainbow light.

Following the secret technique in the transmitted message, he formed a spell seal with both hands. Before long, a faint array opened up before their eyes, revealing the vacant scene.

Wu Guang, seeing this scene, couldn't help but remark:

"Turns out nothing was left behind."

Wu Lingshuang couldn't help but pat his shoulder: "Come on, there's no outsider here, why pretend?"

Hearing this, Wu Guang chuckled:

"Isn't it just a habit?"

On the other side, Wu Ruoxu listened to the respectful report from Li Wu and Huang Yu on the situation here.

Then he looked around and couldn't help but remark:

"Elder Tingyu indeed was adept at management. This market was so well-managed that if not for the limited spirit vein, it might have become an Immortal City."

He turned to the two and asked:

"Where is the Zhang Clan's Peach Blossom Brew? Even Elder Tingyu praised this wine in the message; I must taste it properly."

Hearing this, Li Wu and Huang Yu quickly and respectfully led the way. This was, after all, their future master!

Although they themselves didn't find the Peach Blossom Brew particularly delicious, both masters loved it. They could only take good care of it.

Wu Ruoxu, however, merely smiled mysteriously.

With his intelligence, the mention of the Zhang Clan's Peach Blossom Brew in the transmitted message suggested to him a special relationship with Elder Tingyu.

Thinking that although Elder Tingyu was a loose cultivator, she must have some origin; a bold idea emerged in his mind.

Upon taking office, he decided to take good care of the place.

Maybe Elder Tingyu was secretly watching.

Chen Sheng, who was mistakenly thought to be secretly watching by Wu Ruoxu, had long left Celestial Capital Mountain, believing he had done right by the Zhang Clan.

Chen Sheng had no desire to reconnect with old acquaintances, especially Wu Lingshuang, who had followed him closely in a past life, knowing all his habits.

Better not to meet if they could avoid it!

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