Mythical Cultivation

At this moment, a startling change occurred within Wu Ming's Dantian. The nine massive cyclones that had previously occupied the Dantian space had vanished without a trace!

In their place was a pool of liquid true essence quietly suspended in the center of the dantian.

This shallow mass of liquid true essence looks like a small puddle and is inconspicuous.

However, do not be fooled by its apparent calmness, because the energy it contains is simply incomparable to the previous nine cyclones.

This difference is not just a quantitative one, but an essential change, like the difference between a fragile egg and an extremely hard stone.

As Wu Ming tried to circulate his inner energy, he focused his attention on his fingertips. Instantly, a subtle stream of energy flowed out along his meridians like a flowing stream.

Although it was only a tiny trace of True Energy, Wu Ming could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within it. This power far surpassed the full force he could unleash before he established his foundation.

Just the impact of this insignificant trace of true energy made Wu Ming secretly estimate that if he were still at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he would probably find it difficult to withstand its power even if he gave it his all. After all, the leap from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment is a significant improvement in strength.

Even more astonishing is that the power of the Foundation Establishment Realm is not limited to this. Foundation Establishment cultivators already possess the ability to leverage the vital energy of heaven and earth, and can cleverly use a portion of this energy to enhance their own attack and defense.

With every move they made, they could easily mobilize the fluctuations of the surrounding vital energy. Every random attack was enough to destroy everything within a radius of dozens of feet. Their power was so strong that they could be called human cannonballs!

These are merely changes in strength, however, the more critical and crucial point is lifespan!

Wu Ming could vaguely sense that he had about 170 years left before his lifespan ran out. And at this moment, he was only thirty years old.

In this way, if he did not encounter any unexpected situations or accidents in the rest of his life, or if his own strength failed to make further breakthroughs and improvements, then a rough estimate would be that he could survive for a full two hundred years.

It should be noted that the lifespan of cultivators who have just entered the foundation-building stage is usually around 200 years.

As for those cultivators who have reached the peak of the foundation-building stage, under normal circumstances they can only enjoy a lifespan of up to 250 years.

The above data are all conclusions drawn without taking into account those magical elixirs and natural treasures that have the effect of prolonging life.

Of course, such panaceas and natural treasures that can prolong life are extremely rare and are often hard to come by!

"Now that I've successfully entered the Foundation Establishment stage, I finally have the ability and capital to protect myself. From now on, no matter what I face, I no longer need to be so timid and fearful as before. Even some of the events I experienced before, I no longer need to worry too much about them."

Wu Ming was pondering in his heart, and at the same time, his mind couldn't help but emerge with all the bad deeds Liu Qingquan had done to him and several other fellow disciples in the past few years.

Back then, if it weren’t for Senior Brother Wang Zongyuan’s timely help, they probably wouldn’t have been able to continue their cultivation in peace and tranquility over the years.

Now that he had a preliminary understanding and grasp of the relevant matters related to entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, Wu Ming felt that it was time to come out of seclusion. So, he took a deep breath and prepared to push open the long-closed door to leave.

Outside the gate, numerous fellow disciples waited silently. Some stood, some sat, their faces brimming with anticipation and concern. This scene was familiar to Wu Ming. For years, he had witnessed this very scene whenever his fellow disciples attempted to build their foundation. He, himself, had participated in these events many times as a junior disciple, witnessing the crucial moments when his fellow disciples broke through their limitations and reached higher levels of cultivation.

First, of course, one must go to the sect office to apply to become an inner disciple. Once successfully promoted, not only will one enjoy more generous resources and benefits, but one must also clearly understand and fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of an inner disciple.

However, none of this could compare to another crucial task—telling his grandfather this incredible news! Thinking of this, Wu Ming felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivation, his grandfather had always been his strongest support and spiritual pillar. Every time he made progress or encountered setbacks, it was his grandfather who offered him encouragement and support.

However, at that very moment, Wu Ming suddenly felt a sudden, intense throbbing in his chest. He instinctively looked down, only to see the lotus seed mark, previously dormant on his chest, now emitting an undeniable burning sensation. It was only then, as if awakened from a dream, that Wu Ming realized he had a mysterious golden finger!

Although this golden finger had always been with him, the assistance it provided him on a daily basis was so limited that Wu Ming had almost forgotten about it over time. But who could have predicted that on such a special day, this golden finger, which had not moved for a long time, would suddenly move without any warning.

As the burning sensation in his chest became more and more obvious, Wu Ming's mind raced, and he instantly concentrated his spirit, driving his mind to slowly merge into the lotus seed mark.

In the blink of an eye, the scene before him suddenly changed. The next moment, Wu Ming was inside a magnificent, solemn bronze hall. He sat steadily on a bed shrouded in mist.

At this moment, Wu Ming could clearly sense the Star-Fixing Plate beside him continuously emitting waves of energy fluctuations of varying strength. Drawing on years of experience and keen intuition, Wu Ming immediately understood that something unusual must have occurred with the Golden Finger, something he himself was unaware of.

So, he did not dare to delay for even a moment, and quickly extended his spiritual consciousness, carefully making contact with the star-fixing plate.