Year two.
Spring passed and autumn came, the mountain peach bloomed and withered, yet not a single anomaly of Core Formation emerged from the bamboo house at the back of the mountain.
Li Xuan pinched a simple perception technique with his fingertips and probed in the direction of the bamboo house.
The Spiritual Qi was condensed and steady, but it was still the fluctuations of the Heartbeat Realm, without the slightest sign of a Golden Core emerging.
"Senior Brother is just too arrogant. If his state of mind is insufficient, he should honestly refine it. What's the use of hiding in the house for closed-door training?"
Not long ago, he had just knocked on the door twice, only to be blasted away with a "Get lost."
Li Xuan sighed:
"Every time he drives people away like this, can he really form a High Grade Golden Core just by hard cultivation?"
Year three, the plum blossoms bloom.
That morning, a piece of news quickly spread across the nearby Cultivation Realm.
