Hearing Wang Defa’s words, Lu Ming was also left speechless.
He made it sound like Lu Ming was some kind of unscrupulous boss.
“I really don't have a home!”
The moment Lu Ming finished speaking, Wang Defa looked at him with a face full of grief and indignation:
“Great Sect Master, this is where Old Wang has to say a few words to you. Isn't Peace Town your home? Have you ever gone back to visit your father's grave?”
He had heard Big Yellow mention more than a few times that they came from Peace Town.
Big Yellow used to be the absolute boss of the dog world in Peace Town.
“This... I...”
Wang Defa’s lecture completely stumped Lu Ming.
To be fair, he had never actually considered Peace Town his home.
Besides, there was no one there he cared about anyway.
He was the type of person who considered wherever he went to be his home...
As for visiting the grave... well, his predecessor’s cheap father.
When he left, he had burned plenty of paper money for him!
It was more than enough for him to continue being the richest man down there.
Seeing how Wang Defa was looking at him, Lu Ming waved his hand:
“Fine, fine... Go, go... I'll approve your leave, alright? I was just asking, I never said I wouldn't let you go!”
Wang Defa stroked his beard in satisfaction and chuckled, explaining:
“Then thank you, Great Sect Master. Oh, by the way, I've already handed over everything that needs to be transitioned to the Second Sect Master...”
“Alright, then stay safe. If you run into danger, remember to send us a transmission so we can go collect your corpse...”
Wang Defa was so angry his beard twitched:
“Great Sect Master, can't you wish me well for once... Hmph!”
With a huff, Wang Defa took out a bundle from his storage bag.
He slung it over his back, turned around, and left while humming a little tune:
“One touch, and my hand meets the fairy's hair~~ ah...”
“Two touches, and my hand finds... the steamed buns~ yi~ yo...”
...
Hearing Wang Defa’s little ditty, Lu Ming’s lips twitched. The old man certainly knew how to enjoy himself...
Seeing Wang Defa leave, Lu Ming also entered the cave, beginning his seclusion to charge toward the Golden Core stage.
First, Lu Ming piled spirit stones all over his cave dwelling, then prepared the Xuanhuang Pills.
But then, Lu Ming began to worry...
To charge toward the Golden Core stage, one needed to compress the liquid spiritual energy from the Foundation Establishment stage in the dantian.
One had to forcibly compress it to the absolute limit, turning the liquid spiritual energy into a solid Golden Core...
But the problem was, his dantian was a vortex.
His Foundation Establishment had simply built a boundary around his dantian.
Now that he was charging toward the Golden Core stage, how was he supposed to compress it into a solid?
This was a bit difficult!
Lu Ming put down the notes on the experience of breaking through to the Golden Core stage, took a deep breath, and began to circulate his technique.
Even if it was hard, he had to push through! There was no other way; this was a necessary step.
As his technique circulated, a massive amount of spiritual energy violently surged into Lu Ming’s body.
Although the meridians inside Lu Ming’s body had been expanded before,
at this moment, a spiritual current dozens of times stronger flooded in.
“Boom...”
Lu Ming felt as if every single inch of his meridians was being stretched to the absolute limit.
The agonizing pain of tearing meridians returned once more as the spiritual energy frantically bored through his blood vessels toward his dantian.
“Ah...”
Lu Ming couldn't help but roar in pain, his entire body instantly drenched in cold sweat.
The pain made him arch his back like a drawn bow.
Lu Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart:
Dammit, is this cultivation? Or is this some kind of skin-flaying, bone-extracting torture?
Why does it hurt so much just to break through to the Golden Core stage?
However, he didn't dare to be careless. Gritting his teeth and enduring the excruciating pain, he began to compress the spiritual energy within his dantian.
A colossal force crushed down from all directions, forcing the spiritual energy around the dantian vortex to constantly compress.
At first, the compression was slow, but as more spiritual energy flooded in, the compressing force grew increasingly violent.
“Pfft...”
Lu Ming suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The moment a small amount was compressed into shape, it was instantly shredded by the vortex dantian.
Lu Ming’s consciousness began to blur from the pain, and his vision went dark in waves.
Yet, his divine sense remained locked onto his dantian.
He circulated his technique once more, controlling and suppressing that constantly shrinking mass of spiritual energy.
As Lu Ming frantically ran his technique,
the spirit stones were consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally turning into ash and scattering on the ground.
However, no matter how Lu Ming compressed it, it would always be shredded by the vortex...
Lu Ming was somewhat speechless. What kind of nonsense was this?
If he could never compress it, what was he supposed to do?
Was it because the force wasn't strong enough?
“Fuck it...”
Lu Ming suddenly roared and stuffed a handful of Xuanhuang Pills straight into his mouth.
“Boom...”
An even more ferocious wave of spiritual energy surged into his body.
“Crack, crack...”
Lu Ming felt as if the bones all over his body were about to be dislocated by the crushing pressure of the spiritual energy.
The veins beneath his skin bulged, and beads of blood seeped from the pores across his body.
They were then vaporized into a bloody mist by the spiritual energy before being sucked back into his body...
Lu Ming stared deathly at his dantian, squeezing a hoarse, low growl from his throat:
“You bastard, compress for me!”
“Boom...”
With this violent surge of spiritual energy compressing, it actually managed to take shape.
However, it wasn't inside the dantian, but right in front of it...
Lu Ming, who was half-conscious from the pain, didn't care what shape it took at this point!
He only knew that the compression was successful...
As the Golden Core took shape, Lu Ming felt the pain inside his body instantly begin to subside.
The meridians that had just been torn began to recover.
The bones that had been dislocated under the pressure were also restoring themselves...
Feeling the pain in his body fade, Lu Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
That was so fucking painful!
Fortunately, he had finally succeeded!
Immediately after, Lu Ming’s divine sense swept toward his dantian once more.
He wanted to see what his Golden Core looked like.
With just one look, Lu Ming’s eyes widened, and his mouth fell open:
“My god, what on earth is this thing?”
Suspended above his dantian was a missile-shaped Golden Core, glowing with a dark golden luster!
The front of the core was pointed like the tip of a missile, the back half was slightly thicker, and it even had four tail fins.
The Golden Core hung as a whole above the dantian, slowly rotating, while the vortex dantian sat directly beneath it like an engine.
It looked as if it was ready at any moment to launch the Golden Core Lu Ming had formed.
“Is this a Golden Core? A golden egg? Or a gold missile... Who is this meant to blow up?”
For a moment, Lu Ming didn't even know how to express his feelings.
Other people's Golden Cores were perfectly round spheres.
His Golden Core... well, it looked quite imposing and domineering.
He just wanted to know: was this missile-like Golden Core normal?
Could it be used? Were there any side effects?
With a series of questions in mind, Lu Ming circulated his technique to test if it actually worked.
A moment later, Lu Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Well, although the shape was a bit unique...
it didn't affect its usability at all!
In fact, when cultivating, the speed at which it absorbed spiritual energy was even faster, more ferocious, and more overbearing...
Tsk, tsk, tsk... He truly was the protagonist; even his Golden Core was one-of-a-kind.
After indulging in some self-satisfaction, Lu Ming began to stabilize his cultivation.
Once his cultivation stabilized, Lu Ming emerged from seclusion, only to find that Big Yellow and the others had also finished their seclusions.
“Congratulations on completing your seclusion and successfully forming your core, Great Sect Master!”
“Thank you...”
Lu Ming thanked them repeatedly.
“Great Sect Master, how about we spar a bit?”
Niu Lansan suggested.
Back when they were in the Foundation Establishment stage, he had been pinned down and beaten by Lu Ming. Now that they had formed their cores, he wanted to try again.
Even Fu Chen’s eyes burned with anticipation.
Only Big Yellow made it clear that it didn't want to get beaten up.
“Sure!”
Lu Ming readily agreed. He also wanted to test the strength of his Golden Core.
Unsurprisingly, there was absolutely no surprise.
Niu Lansan and the others were soundly thrashed.
Niu Lansan and the others looked at Lu Ming in depression:
“Great Sect Master, we all just formed our cores. Why are you so strong?”
Fu Chen and the rest of the crowd also looked at Lu Ming with curiosity.
Lu Ming looked up at the sky. After pondering for a long while, he spoke faintly:
“Probably because I'm handsome!”
Hearing Lu Ming’s words, Niu Lansan and the others didn't say a single word. They simply turned around and left...
“Hey, hey... why are you leaving? I'm telling the truth!”
Lu Ming shouted as he watched them walk away.
However, everyone made it clear that they didn't want to talk to him.
Afterward, Lu Ming and his group packed up and left the place.
“Boom...”
Not long after Lu Ming and the others walked out, an attack blocked their path.
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