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Zhao Yang shook his head and turned back into the room. He had become so engrossed in his cultivation that he thought only a night had passed. He was clean and tidy, his body radiating a faint glow, but he failed to notice the cobwebs and thick dust scattered throughout the dining hall as he walked through it. He also overlooked the table against the wall where the tea had long since dried up, and the candlestick lay blackened and toppled beside it, surrounded by an eerie silence.
"Maybe it's the influence of my Enlightenment," Zhao Yang murmured to himself, feeling a bit stifled and wanting to go to an internet café to play some games. He shook his head with a smile. He sensed something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Under the night sky, two seals on the dining hall doors that Zhao Yang had opened were blown to the ground by the wind.
At this moment, Zhao Yang's state was peculiar; his body shimmered with an imperceptible light, alternating between bright and dim. Behind him, a giant moon hung in the sky, and his Dharmakaya was astonishing, yet he remained unaware of it. Zhao Yang's heart was like a mirror, feeling that he had reached the Qi Refinement Stage with Great Perfection, having no further strength left. He took out the Foundation Pill given to him by Elder Hong Wushou of the Outer Sect, intending to use the immense Spirit Energy contained within it to guide him toward further transformation. Without much thought, he swallowed it whole.
The power of the Foundation Pill erupted like a great wave crashing against rocks, causing his Qi Sea to churn violently within him. His body felt solid, his internal organs gleamed with clarity, and the sound of Dao resonated as his blood vessels pulsed rhythmically.
"Who the hell is playing music so loudly in the middle of the night?" Zhao Yang cursed, his memory a bit hazy. Then he realized, "Wait a minute, didn't I cross over? What's going on? Am I hearing things? I can't be going insane from my rapid cultivation!"
Just as he was about to get up, Zhao Yang suddenly felt a splitting headache. His Dantian trembled as if an earthquake were occurring, threatening to explode. His True Qi surged violently, and spiritual essence rapidly wove a layer around his body like armor, seemingly designed to prevent his flesh from shattering.
The sound of Dao roared like thunder in his ears. Zhao Yang frowned tightly; he knew he had been too impatient. He hadn't properly consulted anyone about the key points of foundation building before taking the Foundation Pill, which triggered this moment of breakthrough.
Enduring intense pain, Zhao Yang controlled his True Qi to circulate methodically throughout his body, repairing the cracks in his meridians caused by the powerful foundation-building impact. With each breath, extraordinary phenomena emerged; clouds swirled and mist rose in purple hues. Zhao Yang's aura became solemn as he embodied the Dao. He had never learned any foundation-building knowledge; instead, he sketched out a foundation-building vitality that suited him best based on his own Dao and meridian structure. If others in the cultivation world were to see this act, they would surely be shocked. For ages past, cultivators have followed in the footsteps of ancient sages step by step to perfect each realm's breakthroughs at their utmost sublimation. Every cultivator believed that traditional foundation-building methods were universally recognized knowledge—specifically guiding True Qi within the Qi Sea to form a Foundation Stage after reaching Qi Refinement Stage with Great Perfection. Yet Zhao Yang took an unconventional approach by directing True Qi throughout his entire body and forcibly opening a new meridian system that connected vital acupuncture points inside and outside of him for communication with the external world and self-absorption of Spirit Energy.
With a thunderous sound, Zhao Yang's Qi Sea seemed to explode; light particles flew everywhere across his body as he couldn't help but gasp in pain, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Soon after, within him, nearly nourished into a substantial liquid Qi Sea by the perfect Spirit Energy of Jade Crawler's inner core, waves surged dramatically under divine sounds and illuminated by celestial kingly totems. A milky-white square platform slowly formed above the Qi Sea as if cradled by stars.
"This should be the Foundation Stage," Zhao Yang thought silently as he continued to observe and comprehend carefully.
The Foundation Stage radiated a light as bright as the moon, yet upon closer inspection, countless cracks marred its surface. Zhao Yang furrowed his brow; this Foundation Stage was far from being a Perfect Foundation, not even qualifying as an Ordinary Foundation. It was, in fact, the worst kind—a Fragmented Foundation. He had obtained the inner core of the Jade Crawler, which was supposed to allow him to achieve a Perfect Foundation.
As he pondered this, a smooth orb that appeared nearly diminished emerged from the Qi Sea like a Flood Dragon breaking the surface. This orb contained the essence of the Jade Crawler's perfect inner core, not yet fully refined. It flew above the Foundation Stage, radiating Dao Radiance that enveloped it. The cracks on the Foundation Stage began to heal at a visible pace under the nourishing light of the orb, and the Foundation Stage itself started to transform.
The originally square top of the Foundation Stage shimmered like milk, gradually expanding into a pillar that was wider at the top and narrower at the bottom. Its color shifted from a murky hue to a brilliant white, resembling polished stone. However, upon closer inspection, some tiny cracks could still be seen on its surface, reminiscent of an Ordinary Foundation.
Zhao Yang let out a sigh of relief and continued to control the operation around his body. Within the vast Qi Sea, the Ordinary Foundation absorbed the supreme essence emitted by the orb. Like a Flood Dragon basking in the moonlight, it began to change again. Four corners sprouted from above the Foundation Stage, symmetrically positioned and appearing grand and majestic. The entire Foundation Stage began to bulge with four large semicircular inscriptions, adding layers of artistic beauty and texture. The surface of the Foundation Stage gleamed like Yellow Jade, showing no visible cracks except for some insignificant blemishes in certain areas. It transformed into an Imperfect Foundation under the nourishment of the Flood Dragon's inner core essence.
At this moment, the already small orb shrank further to about the size of a pinky finger. Nevertheless, it continuously provided nourishing Dao essence to sustain further changes in the Foundation Stage. An ancient and profound Dao sound emanated from Zhao Yang's body, as if echoing divine will. The once solid Foundation Stage now appeared as if it were an illusion reflected in water. Countless runes slowly coalesced around it, making it resemble a masterpiece crafted by a sculptor. The surface of the Foundation Stage became mirror-like, flawless—exactly what countless talents in the cultivation world dreamed of achieving: a Flawless Foundation.
However, the transformation did not cease there. Zhao Yang felt a sudden tempest brewing within his Qi Sea; thunder intertwined with lightning as his Flawless Foundation bathed in this storm of energy and transformed into a golden chalice-like structure. The surface shimmered with radiant light and abundant Dao energy flowed through it, enhancing Zhao Yang's body’s brilliance and making his Dharmakaya even more extraordinary—this was indeed the process of transitioning from Flawless Foundation to Perfect Foundation.
Sensing that the essence of the Jade Crawler's inner core above his Qi Sea was nearly depleted, Zhao Yang suddenly entertained a bold idea that bordered on madness.
"Why must I forge just a Foundation Stage? Wouldn't creating an atomic bomb be more powerful? As long as I crush and reorganize this Foundation Stage before it runs dry... let's give it a try..."
With reckless courage akin to that of a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, Zhao Yang dared to think about altering one of the fundamental laws of cultivation—the Nine Major Realms. He controlled his Chaos True Qi to surround the Foundation Stage and exerted force to shatter it. Just as he began to create a crack around its nascent form, his entire body convulsed violently; his physical form was on the verge of Transmutation disintegration. Zhao Yang's face contorted in pain as he quickly halted his reckless actions.
"It seems impossible; I cannot contend against heavenly will. But this Foundation Stage is too unsightly! If I can't shatter and reorganize it, then I'll dissolve my Chaos True Qi into it instead—transforming it into what I want! My master said Chaos True Qi is eternal and indestructible; surely I can remodel this cup-like structure! But transforming it into an atomic bomb feels too abrupt... what should I turn it into? Let me think..." Despite nearly losing his life due to his reckless attempt, Zhao Yang still contemplated modifying the Foundation Stage simply because he disliked its appearance! Little did he know that if a Perfect Foundation were to emerge in this world, it would terrify countless extraordinary beings in cultivation who would go mad for such power—yet Zhao Yang did not desire it.
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