Published: March 2, 2025
CHAPTER 113: Foundation Establishment (Part 2)
Liu Yu was naturally cautious and harbored another thought in his mind: what if Geng Yuanzhang had tampered with the foundation establishment insights? In that case, the replicated insights would come in handy.
When he was tired, he would lie down on the stone bed to rest; when he was hungry, he would consume a Hunger-Relieving Elixir, and if he was thirsty, he would use his magic to conjure clear water to drink.
As he diligently practiced day in and day out, half a year quickly passed.
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After six months, Liu Yu’s cultivation level was closer to full circle of qi refinement. His magical power had been refined repeatedly, becoming more pure and rounded, and his spiritual consciousness had expanded to one hundred and twenty zhang. Compared to the one-mile range he had when he first entered the foundation establishment stage, he was now just thirty zhang away.
“It’s time,” Liu Yu decided to begin his foundation establishment today. First, he indulged in a sweet sleep for eight hours, followed by a bath and changing into clean clothes to wash away the grime.
He then sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion, meditating for a day and night to adjust his mental and physical state to the best condition. He lit a stick of Calming Incense that cost thirty spiritual stones.
This incense had the effect of refreshing the mind and keeping the cultivator clear-headed, allowing them to maintain a high level of focus and better grasp the situation within their body.
It was said that there were three major hurdles when a qi refinement stage cultivator attempted to break through to foundation establishment.
These three hurdles were the physical body barrier, magical power barrier, and spirit awareness barrier, corresponding to the cultivator's essence, qi, and spirit.
Considering Liu Yu’s current situation, his physical body had no hidden injuries, and at twenty-eight years old, his vital energy was at its peak. With the Purple Sun Grass capable of temporarily enhancing his physical strength, he had a good chance of overcoming the last hurdle of spirit qi infusion.
Although his magical power had not yet reached full circle of qi refinement, it was not far off. After so many years of meticulous honing, his magical power was already pure enough to meet the standards for liquidation. With the help of the foundation establishment pill, the difficulty was manageable.
As for the spirit awareness barrier, although he lacked treasures to assist him, it was the easiest hurdle for Liu Yu among the three.
His innate spiritual consciousness was stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Coupled with the enhancement from Clear Lotus Spiritual Tea and the art of spirit preservation, he was already nearing the foundation establishment stage and could easily control the liquidized magical power, keeping it stable and preventing it from dissipating.
Liu Yu quietly sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion for six days and nights, his cultivation technique operating continuously. Just as he was desperately searching for the best moment, he suddenly sensed that the vitality of heaven and earth was slightly stronger than usual.
Looking up through the window, he realized it was already the seventh morning. The sun was just rising, and the dawn light was magnificent.
Calculating the time, it was now the secular “Awakening of Insects” season, and the speed of his magical power operation had suddenly accelerated by a barely noticeable amount.
“This is the moment!”
Liu Yu felt a sudden surge of intuition, sensing that this was indeed the best time to push for foundation establishment. He was practicing a wood attribute cultivation technique, and this season and moment were the most suitable for his foundation establishment.
Liu Yu fully activated the wood spirit technique, initiating a great circulation of qi, as his magical power rapidly flowed through the meridians in his limbs and bones.
He controlled the Lake of Magical Power in his dantian to gradually spin, forming a vortex that continuously compressed inward, attempting to condense the first drop of liquid magical power.