Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Twenty days have passed.

With his extraordinary talent of cultivating three paths simultaneously, coupled with the assistance of the Heavenly Demon Eye, Linghu Qing's cultivation speed was simply outrageous.

In just twenty days, he mastered two martial arts techniques.

The Great Evolution Technique, second level complete.

With a flash of divine light, he broke through to the second level.

Such speed is nothing short of rapid.

Linghu Qing slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden light gleaming in them.

Clear and concise.

This is a representative manifestation of the second level of the Divine Light of Brilliance—it can already condense golden divine light, which is specifically used to subdue evil spirits and malevolent entities.

He closed his eyes, and the golden light immediately went out.

As he circulated his divine sense, he clearly sensed that its strength had increased slightly compared to twenty days ago, and its operation was becoming smoother. This was the effect of perfecting the second level of the Great Evolution Technique.

"The second level of the Great Evolution Technique is still too low."

"Logically speaking, it would only be useful if I cultivated to the fourth level, but I would need to ask the Great Evolution Divine Lord for the subsequent cultivation methods."

"The Great Evolution God Lord should also have some good attributes, very good, very good."

A smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh? The elixir is ready too."

Good things come in pairs.

An ancient bronze mirror appeared in his palm; it was the Mirror of Illusion, imbued with the power of time.

Inside the mirror.

A longevity grass grows quietly, its leaves emerald green and surrounded by spiritual energy. It has already broken through the thousand-year limit, and the spiritual energy around it has become increasingly pure and rich.

It's several levels stronger than a hundred-year-old longevity herb.

Twenty days ago.

He placed a 400-year-old longevity herb in the mirror.

At the growth rate of ten thousand times that of the Mirror of Illusion, twenty days would amount to more than five hundred years, just hitting the millennium mark.

It is said that there is a world of difference between a medicinal herb that is over a thousand years old and one that is less than a thousand years old.

This is no exaggeration.

For a cultivator like him at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, even a thousand-year-old elixir can still significantly enhance spiritual power and replenish one's essence.

However, even a century-old elixir has such a weak effect that it is almost negligible.

but.

This Longevity Grass isn't used to enhance cultivation.

Like the Longevity Fruit in the Void Heaven Palace, it is a core ingredient for refining the Longevity Pill.

Anyway, it only takes a little over a month for the Mirror of Illusion to nurture a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, so he won't be short of time.

The Thousand-Year Longevity Grass flew out from the Mirror of Illusion and landed in my palm, its spiritual energy wafting over me, refreshing my soul.

He then took out an ancient alchemy furnace from his storage bag, its body engraved with alchemy patterns.

Antique treasure: wooden tripod incense burner.

It was the alchemy furnace that he was most comfortable using for refining pills.

With the elixir in hand, the next step is naturally to refine it into a pill.

It's a good opportunity to experience my golden title: [Master Alchemist].

"Fire!"

As Linghu Qing finished speaking, he held the Longevity Grass in his hand, and a wisp of azure infant fire quietly ignited, steadily enveloping the alchemy furnace.

Start preheating.

A few breaths later.

With everything ready, Linghu Qing was about to put the Longevity Grass into the alchemy furnace when the blue token at his waist suddenly trembled slightly.

"Buzzing".

A faint message quietly entered his consciousness.

Li Jian is about to break through to the Core Formation stage.

When a Core Formation Seed breaks through to the next level, according to sect rules, the sect patriarch must be notified. Whether the patriarch goes or not is entirely up to fate, and no one dares to force him.

The baby's fire was extinguished.

Linghu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, and without much hesitation, waved his hand to put away the alchemy furnace and the longevity grass.

The process of forming the Golden Core relies entirely on sheer willpower.

One should press on with one effort, but the momentum will wane afterward.

Li Jian was at the height of his power at this moment. If his ancestor showed up and gave him some encouragement, it might increase the success rate by a few points.

He still has that much time.

With a flash of green, Linghu Qing disappeared from the secluded cultivation chamber and instantly appeared outside Li Jian's Foundation Establishment cave.

Inside the cave.

Li Jian sat cross-legged on the futon, his expression eerily calm.

The arrogance that once shone in his eyes has now completely vanished, and the spiritual energy around him has become increasingly restrained, like an incomparably sharp sword being carefully sheathed.

He appears mild-mannered.

In reality, it harbors hidden strength.

On the stone table in front of him, a pile of Core Formation resources were neatly arranged.

Snow spirit water and sky fire liquid.

And several kinds of pills that can help form the Golden Core.

Each one was a rare treasure. It was already difficult to gather even one ordinary Core Formation seed, but Li Jian was being extremely extravagant.

In the past, he would never have been able to obtain so many resources.

Fortunately, with the support of the patriarch and the priority supply of sect resources, he was able to gather the necessary funds.

Li Jian knew in his heart that this was an opportunity that should not be missed, for it would not come again.

These days, his desire to form his core has grown stronger every day.

today.

With the arrow already on the bowstring, he had no choice but to release it. He finally made up his mind to break through to the Core Formation realm.

Just now.

A calm yet authoritative voice quietly entered the cave: "If you are ready, you can break through at any time."

Li Jian paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He never expected that the ancestor would actually come.

However, his mind was already at its most settled, and he was not disturbed in the slightest by the arrival of the ancestor.

He no longer hesitated, his eyes filled with confidence.

There was no reply, no sound.

I don't know what happened.

In an instant, the entire cave fell into a deathly silence.

There was no earth-shattering commotion, but a silent battle was quietly waged within Li Jian's body.

Spiritual energy surges through the meridians, tempering the physical body and breaking through the barrier to core formation.

Every step was fraught with danger.

Core formation is never something that can be achieved overnight.

It can take as little as a year.

It can take three to five years at most.

Outside the cave.

Linghu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, his gaze fixed on the entrance to the cave.

He did not use his divine sense to probe, knowing that a cultivator's mind is most vulnerable when forming the core, and that probing with divine sense could easily disturb Li Jian.

At best, the breakthrough will fail; at worst, it will damage the very foundation, resulting in more harm than good.

But he has the inspiration of a celestial being.

There is no need to release any divine sense.

He could now clearly sense the flow of spiritual energy within Li Jian's body.

Its spiritual energy is refined and its meridians are resilient. Although it is slightly sluggish when breaking through the barrier, it is steady and solid, with an extremely solid foundation.

With the support of three resources, his success rate in breaking through is probably about 50%.

Linghu Qing's lips curled into a smile of unexpected delight, and his eyes flickered.

That's already quite a lot.

A 50% success rate is enough to demonstrate that Li Jian's foundation is extremely solid.

Perhaps, Li Jian, who failed to form his core and met a tragic end in the original story, can defy fate this time?

Who knows?

"Ancestor."

A figure quietly walked to Linghu Qing's side, with a respectful expression. It was Feng Ling, who was in charge of protecting Li Jian during his Core Formation.

"Hmm, is there something you need?" Linghu Qing looked at him calmly.

But after saying that, Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.

"Ancestor, there is something I am unsure whether I should say."

"Get to the point," Linghu Qing said succinctly.

"Yes, Ancestor."

"The sect's Qi Refining disciple with the Wind Spirit Root went missing twenty days ago."

Feng Ling said in a low voice, with a hint of regret in her tone, "I was quite concerned about him and was thinking of taking him as my disciple and nurturing him properly after he established his foundation. I never expected that he would disappear into thin air. I have searched everywhere but found no trace of him."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Qing's eyes remained unmoved, and he understood perfectly.

Feng Ling was referring to that disciple with the Feng Ling Root surnamed Lu, who had been killed by Han Li twenty days ago.

He couldn't be bothered to get involved in this matter.

A mere Qi Refining stage cultivator with a unique spiritual root is not even worth his attention.

He didn't point it out, just waved his hand casually, his tone somewhat indifferent: "Well, you figure it out yourself."

"Keep an eye on this area and don't let anyone disturb him."

"Rest assured, Ancestor, this disciple will guard this place to the death and will not allow anyone to approach!"

Feng Ling quickly replied, her tone firm.

After Linghu Qing finished speaking, his body disappeared from the spot.