Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

"What is this?"

"Good, it seems there's a senior uncle who has reached the Core Formation stage!"

"Really?!"

Inside Yellow Maple Valley, the disciples were in an uproar, their voices rising and falling, their expressions filled with shock and curiosity.

Above the sky.

Thick clouds surged, the vortex of spiritual energy grew ever thicker, and the oppressive force swept across the land like a tidal wave.

Inside the sect's main hall.

The sect leader rushed out of the main hall, his robes fluttering, his eyes filled with urgency and anticipation.

Han Li followed closely behind and looked up.

In the sky.

Several figures stood in mid-air, surrounded by a dense aura of Core Formation cultivators, their gazes fixed on the mountain below where Li Jian was in seclusion, their expressions solemn.

Of these Core Formation cultivators, Han Li only recognized one.

Li Huayuan.

His nominal master was standing on the outermost edge at this moment.

He gazed at the strange phenomena filling the sky, his eyes filled with burning envy, his fingertips clenching slightly.

The heart that had been restless with the success of Foundation Establishment was now completely calmed down by the shock of Core Formation.

Foundation building is but a small step on the path of cultivation.

Reaching the Core Formation stage is the true threshold to entering the ranks of the strong.

"Can Li Jian really make it?"

"His spiritual energy foundation is solid, but that sword energy is too fierce and difficult to control. I'm afraid..."

"Judging from this strange phenomenon, the situation is probably not good."

Lei Wanhe, Li Huayuan, and Hong Fu stood side by side, their voices filled with worry.

No one knows.

Deep within the mists of Huangfeng Valley, Linghu Qing stood serenely, gazing at the secluded mountain peak.

Inside a sealed room.

Li Jian sat cross-legged, his spiritual energy surging wildly around him, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his face as pale as paper.

He has reached the final step of forming the Golden Core.

As long as you stabilize the spiritual energy within your body and guide the Qi into your dantian, you can succeed.

However, due to the nature of his cultivation technique, the spiritual energy within his body was mixed with a trace of sharp sword energy. Although its power was strong, it was also more difficult to control than ordinary spiritual energy.

Normally, this level of difficulty would be barely noticeable, but at such a critical juncture as today, even the slightest difficulty would be magnified infinitely.

Perhaps it was just bad luck.

Li Jian was careless, and his spiritual power suddenly went out of control. The violent airflow surged through his body, and his meridians felt a tearing pain.

The spiritual energy is spiraling out of control.

Linghu Qing saw this.

This time, Li Jian's path to Core Formation is likely to fail.

If we stop now and abandon the Core Formation, we can still save our lives.

With proper recuperation, there is still a chance to form the core again.

Inside the secret chamber, Li Jian also sensed the crisis within his body. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes, only resentment.

He was unwilling to accept defeat.

Years of arduous cultivation, consuming countless resources of the sect, all for the sake of forming the core today.

It's all or nothing!

He gritted his teeth and forcefully activated the out-of-control spiritual power within his body, attempting to reverse the trend and form his core, risking everything.

A hint of surprise flashed in Linghu Qing's eyes.

This decisiveness was beyond his expectations.

He couldn't judge whether the decision was good or bad.

Li Jian chose this path himself, and ultimately, the outcome will determine the result.

Trembling, powerless.

Li Jian's bones creaked and cracked, blood slowly trickled from his ears, his body was being destroyed bit by bit by the violent spiritual power.

But he still didn't give up, and the stubbornness in his eyes grew even stronger.

Linghu Qing finally felt compassion and sent a telepathic message to Linghu Qing.

"Alright, Li Jian."

"You've done your best. Stop now, and I can still save your life."

"Ancestor?"

Li Jian was shaken, and a flicker of doubt crossed his eyes.

But in just a moment, it was replaced by resentment.

He knew that if he withdrew now, he would become a cripple and would no longer be able to serve the sect.

The sect has nurtured him for many years and spent countless resources; how can he end up failing?

He's Li Jian!

The sect's number one Foundation Establishment cultivator!

"Ancestor, I beg you... to give me another chance!"

"If you continue, you will only die from physical collapse."

"I know."

Li Jian closed his eyes, his tone resolute: "If I succeed in forming my core, I beg the Ancestor to protect my soul. I am willing to become a Core Formation Ghost Cultivator and serve Huangfeng Valley for the rest of my life!"

Linghu Qing was stunned.

He never imagined that Li Jian would be so resolute.

In his memory, Li Jian was just an unruly and competitive disciple, but he never expected that he would have such a strong sense of patriotism and determination in his bones.

"The sect doesn't need another Core Formation cultivator like you."

Linghu Qing gently advised.

"But I owe the sect an explanation."

"I cannot waste the sect's resources and end up as a cripple. I must seize this last glimmer of hope."

Li Jian opened his eyes, his gaze filled with unwavering determination.

These words silenced Linghu Qing.

As the Supreme Elder of Huangfeng Valley, how could he refuse his disciple's sincere desire to serve the sect?

"Okay, I'll help you."

outside world.

As the disciples and Core Formation cultivators held their breath and concentrated, suddenly, a beam of azure light streaked across the sky, shooting straight towards the secluded mountain peak like a meteor and instantly disappearing into it.

"It's the Ancestor!"

Li Huayuan and the others' expressions changed, and they understood.

With the patriarch personally taking action, it seems Li Jian's Core Formation situation is worse than they anticipated.

The crowd grew increasingly worried, their eyes fixed on the mountain peak, barely daring to breathe.

But what can the ancestor do to help?

Well known.

When a cultivator forms their core, the balance of spiritual energy within their body is easily disrupted. Even a wisp of divine sense probing in can double the danger of the cultivator forming their core.

But Linghu Qing is different.

He possessed the ability to sense the presence of immortals, allowing him to clearly perceive every fluctuation of spiritual energy within Li Jian's body without using his divine sense, without disturbing him in the slightest.

Inside a sealed room.

Linghu Qing's figure appeared silently, and with a flick of his finger, a luminous white healing pill flew into Li Jian's mouth.

Instantly, it transformed into a gentle spiritual energy, repairing his damaged meridians.

after that.

"Li Jian, deal with that ball of spiritual energy under your left rib first."

He transmitted his voice to Li Jian, explaining the method for guiding spiritual energy. His words were clear and precise, pinpointing the key to the disorder in Li Jian's spiritual energy.

There was no reply.

Following Linghu Qing's guidance, Li Jian slowly adjusted his breathing, gradually channeling the raging spiritual energy within him and precisely regulating that unruly spiritual energy, thus stabilizing his chaotic aura.

Time passes little by little.

The strange phenomena in the sky grew increasingly intense, shimmering with golden light. The vortex of spiritual energy slowly contracted, eventually condensing into a crystal-clear phantom of a pill core, which fell into the secluded mountain peak.

Become!

Li Jian slowly opened his eyes, a hint of wild joy flashing in them.

At this moment, he was surrounded by a dense aura of Core Formation power. Although his physical body was still somewhat weak, it had not collapsed.

Not only did he successfully form his core, but he also escaped with his life.

"Disciple Li Jian thanks the Ancestor for saving my life!"

"From now on, this disciple is willing to dedicate himself wholeheartedly to the sect, and will never fail the expectations of the Ancestor and the sect!"

Li Jian knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Linghu Qing, his voice choked with emotion and filled with gratitude.

"No need to thank me, this is all your own achievement."

Linghu Qing waved his hand.

He did help a little, but not everyone can stabilize their spiritual power immediately upon hearing guidance in a desperate situation.

Li Jian was in danger purely due to bad luck and the untamable sword energy he encountered.

If it weren't for that wisp of sword energy interfering, he might have already successfully formed his core.

Linghu Qing's gaze fell on Li Jian's head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

There, a new blue entry appeared.

This was not the case before.