Elven cultivators

Inside the tranquil treehouse.

Anton sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed.

In the unseen void, invisible energies of heaven and earth rushed into his body, almost forming a vortex.

After an unknown amount of time, the energy vortex suddenly slowed down and then gradually dissipated.

Anton opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Finally, I've refined the last bit of spiritual energy."

Within the dantian and dantian, one hundred and eight primordial spiritual energies quietly resided.

This means that he has completed his Qi cultivation and reached the threshold of Foundation Establishment.

Next, by taking the Foundation Building Pill and integrating these 108 breaths of primordial spiritual energy into one, transforming them all into true essence, one can step into a higher realm.

In this process, the physical body will also be tempered and sublimated, forming the foundation for the Dao.

Taking a deep breath, Anton calmed himself down, then flipped his wrist, and a pill appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The pill is the size of a longan, entirely reddish-gold, with a shimmering halo like flowing clouds, and five different colored patterns encircling its surface, like coiled serpents.

As the elixir appeared, a delicate medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air, permeating every corner of the treehouse.

This is the Foundation Building Pill.

Half a year ago, Anton had already used Frost Pattern Silver to refine Golden Marrow, gathering the last main ingredient, and then refined the Foundation Establishment Pill, waiting for this moment today.

Without hesitation, he immediately took the pill.

The pill melted rapidly the moment it entered the stomach, turning into a five-colored mist that rose from the stomach and intestines like swirling clouds, surging into the dantian.

Anton dared not delay and immediately activated the "Primordial Return to the Source Technique" to guide the torrent back into his dantian.

Within the Qi Sea, one hundred and eight primordial spiritual energies coiled like dragons, their energy flowing and circulating in a self-sustaining cycle.

But the moment they sensed the medicinal power, the originally orderly vortex of spiritual energy suddenly went out of control. One hundred and eight breaths of spiritual energy, like frightened dragons and snakes, frantically swam, collided, and tore at each other in the sea of ​​qi, emitting a muffled roar.

The sound was not real; it exploded directly in his soul, like thunder rolling across his mind, shaking Anton's spirit.

A wave of excruciating pain then washed over me.

It felt as if my meridians were being pierced by a thousand needles, my bones were being hammered like on an anvil, and my flesh and blood were being burned by a raging fire.

Anton's face was slightly pale, and the veins on his forehead were visible, but he remained seated, breathing long and shallow, his mind immersed in the operation of the "Primordial Return to the Source Technique".

As the medicine's effects deepened, the spiritual energy gradually became tamed.

One hundred and eight breaths of spiritual energy, drawn by the medicinal power, began to converge toward the center of the Qi Sea.

They squeezed, piled up, and merged with each other, and the originally independent spiritual energy gradually lost its individual characteristics, and the boundaries between them began to blur.

As time passed, deep within the Qi Sea, a drop of liquid slowly took shape.

The droplet was no bigger than a mustard seed, yet it was crystal clear, with five-colored rays flowing within it, making it exceptionally beautiful.

This is the true essence.

Anton's heart stirred slightly, but he remained focused and continued to activate his cultivation technique, guiding the remaining spiritual energy towards that drop of true essence.

Spiritual energy flows like rivers into the sea; the moment it touches true essence, it is swallowed and assimilated, transforming into new liquid true essence.

The drop of true essence expanded at a visible speed, from a mustard seed to a mung bean, from a mung bean to a soybean, and finally transformed into a ball of liquid light the size of an egg, quietly suspended in the center of the dantian, emitting five-colored radiance.

At the same time, the remaining medicinal power of the Foundation Building Pill, along with five-colored light, seeped into the limbs and bones.

The bones made a faint cracking sound, like old bamboo growing taller and harder in the spring breeze, its surface gleaming with a lustrous sheen, like a thousand-year-old piece of warm jade.

Muscle fibers are repeatedly torn and remodeled, each remodeling making them stronger and more powerful.

The surface of the internal organs is covered with a thin, pale golden film, like morning dew covering leaves, thin yet resilient.

Beneath the membrane, a faint fluorescent light appeared and disappeared, like moonlight condensing on the skin, before slowly fading away, leaving only a body of skin as white as jade and as tough as leather.

This is the foundation of the Way.

On the path of cultivation, refining qi is the step to foundation building, and foundation building is the foundation of the Great Dao.

From then on, he was no longer a mortal, but a superhuman being. His lifespan increased greatly, and his perception and control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth were elevated to an unprecedented level.

Although the true essence in the sea of ​​qi only occupies one-tenth of the space and is only the size of an egg, the energy contained within it is far greater than the sum of the previous 108 breaths of spiritual energy.

Spiritual energy flows like a stream, and true essence flows like a lake.

A leap forward in both quality and quantity.

Anton opened his eyes, and a five-colored light seemed to flash in his pupils before returning to its deep depths.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and a wisp of true essence surged out from his dantian, flowing through his meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridians trembled slightly, emitting a pleasant hum, like a long-dried riverbed finally receiving sweet rain.

"This is foundation building."

Anton muttered to himself, a smile gradually spreading across his face, until he finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Today I break through the Foundation Establishment stage; tomorrow I will raise my hand to suppress ten thousand mountains.

From that moment on, he truly embarked on the path of cultivation.

It took Anton a while to calm his surging emotions and bring his mind back to himself.

One hundred and eight breaths of spiritual energy condensed into a ball of true essence. Although the quantity seemed to have decreased, it was actually a complete transformation.

From then on, whether using martial arts or magic, there was no need to be as careful with money as before.

Moreover, the power of martial arts and spells performed with true essence will be much greater than before.

Anton then had a thought, and a powerful sense of perception instantly spread in all directions like a tidal wave.

In an instant, everything around him became clear in his mind.

Every grain of wood, every speck of dust, and every movement of air in the treehouse was clearly presented to his perception, so detailed and vivid that it was more real than what the naked eye could see.

He could even "see" the other side of the wall, where the bottom of the alchemy cauldron in the laboratory still had residue from the last alchemy session that hadn't been cleaned up.

You can "hear" a beetle eating leaves dozens of meters away outside the window; the chewing sound is subtle yet clear, as if it were right next to your ear.

This is divine consciousness.

Both are extensions of spiritual power, but spiritual awareness can only scan itself, while divine awareness can project outwards to perceive the surrounding environment.

The more powerful a cultivator is, the wider the area covered by their divine sense.

Anton has just broken through, and his divine sense can only cover an area of ​​about a thousand meters in radius.

High-level cultivators can even have their divine sense covering a radius of thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions of miles.

Under the influence of divine sense, every blade of grass, every tree, every insect, and every ant is within perception, with nowhere to hide.

This is just one of the uses of divine consciousness.

Divine sense can also be used to manipulate magical artifacts.

For example, sword cultivators attach their divine sense to their flying swords and can take someone's head from a thousand miles away.

Even divine sense itself is a powerful means of attack.

High-level cultivators can easily cause the weak to lose their composure and greatly reduce their combat power simply by releasing the pressure of their divine sense.

It can even concentrate one's consciousness into needles or cones to pierce the enemy's soul, causing either a splitting headache or, in severe cases, the soul to be scattered.

In addition, divine sense is also the second pair of hands for alchemists and weapon refiners.

It can be used to sense the properties of medicines, precisely control fire, and inscribe array patterns, etc.

In general, divine sense has a wide range of uses and is the key for Foundation Establishment cultivators to surpass Qi Refining cultivators.