At Changming Celestial Lake, the sky was as clear as glass, with a crisp wind and not a cloud in sight.
From within the Spiritual Truth Abode, Jiang Yi slowly opened his eyes. A brilliant gleam of Essence, like a burst of fireworks, shot out for hundreds of feet before vanishing into the clouds.
The golden Dao Lotus rooted in his Inner Mansion trembled lightly. The Foundation Establishment Pill, which had hung high like a Great Sun, had vanished, transforming into an ocean of pure energy that surged and washed over the lotus again and again.
'The Dao Foundation is complete.'
Jiang Yi lowered his gaze, summoned the Celestial Book, and inquired about his Merit.
With a flash of golden light, the answer surfaced in his mind. As expected: a Great Perfection of twelve-tenths.
'A casual gift from the Grandmaster has saved me decades of bitter work.'
