Chapter 199 – The Condensation of the Dantian’s Core (1/2)
Chapter 199 – The Condensation of the Dantian’s Core
Qinghan started to feel how insurmountable this task was. In the limited space of his Dantian, he had to manipulate the movement of the liquidated Battle Qi until a vortex was formed. If the strength used was either too weak or too strong the vortex-forming process would be harmed. Great efforts had been taken by Qinghan in bringing the “grains” of Battle Qi to move unanimously in circles; yet any careless absentmindedness would lead to the whole process being in vain. The Battle Qi would collide with each other as they moved in opposite directions, or in some cases, these “grains” just randomly moved in every direction.
“Hu! Holy shit, this is as intricate as woman's embroidery! I have to be meticulously careful and focused…”
Discouraged by his repeated failures, Qinghan nagged on the complexity of this task. He took two deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. It was like when non-Chinese people tried to learn how to use chopsticks for the first time. He was definitely driven crazy.
“Boss, take your time! There are no short-cuts regarding this process, the only way to success is as the motto goes, practice makes perfect! Come on, you’ll make it in the end!”
Based on the Soul Agreement, Little Black and his master could understand each other quite easily. Now, Little Black was trying to cheer Qinghan up.
“Ok, I’ll patiently cultivate!”
Helplessly, Qinghan stared at the white fog in the distance, and forced himself to calm down and focus, before he continued his embroidery-like complicated work.
One time, two times, three times… ninety times!
Qinghan kept on trying, but he never succeeded. It wasn’t until Little Black reminded him to prepare for the upcoming illusion that he stopped. These four hours worth of practice did bring him something, as he now had a general picture of what this core creating process looked like. As for the forming of the vortex, he still needed some time.
Immediately, Qinghan integrated with his battle beast, and passed the illusion without encountering any big dangers. Later, Qinghan stretched himself to relax his body, and picked some spirit fruits from the trees. He and Little Black thus enjoyed a great meal. After which, he hunkered down once again, ready for cultivation.
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The sky turned dark, as the white fog was gradually devoured by the darkness.
Without noticing the nightfall, Qinghan kept struggling with the naughty grains of Battle Qi.
“Hahaha! I almost made it!”
A faint vortex was formed within his Dantian, as the liquidated Battle Qi was churning in circles at a high speed. Out of uncontrollable joy, Qinghan laughed out like crazy. But… the next moment, the vortex collapsed… It was his very excited emotions that had damaged the peaceful flow of his mind, thus leading to the disappearance of the vortex.
“What the fuck?”
Qinghan scratched his head regretfully. He was wishing to slap himself on his cheeks for making such a careless mistake.
“One more time!”
Grinding his teeth, Qinghan repeated the process from the very beginning, despite the fact that he was rather exhausted after so many times of practice.
One time, two times… 108 times… 380 times!
When the first red rays of the sun shone through the mountain’s white fog, Qinghan opened his eyes, twitched his lips, and showed a beautiful smile.
It had been a whole day and night, but the condensation of the Dantian’s core had finally succeeded. However, he was left with no energy to celebrate this landmark moment; instead, he fell down on the ground and slept.
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At this moment, Qingwu was overexcited. The reason wasn’t Qinghan, who she missed so much, but his sister, Ye Qingyu!
Two months ago, Ye Tianlong and her grandfather, Ye Qingniu, had begged Qingyu to cultivate. At that time, she had been clueless as to why these two old men wanted Qingyu to cultivate. Eventually, she had obeyed her grandfather’s wish and successfully persuaded Qingyu into cultivating.