Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

After sending away the old ancestor of Yuh Family, Yang Xuan sat down cross-legged and started to think. His situation was indeed very special, but it didn't seem like he had reached a point where he couldn't be saved. After all, the path of cultivation had to be taken step by step, even if the path he had to take was different from the others. That Yang Xuan wouldn't hesitate to do so.    

    

For no reason, Yang Xuan suddenly had a heroic spirit. He felt a surge of excitement in his heart.    

    

"Yo, bumpkin, why are you suddenly so motivated?"    

    

The small blackboard's ridiculing voice resounded in Yang Xuan's mind. Yang Xuan could not help but roll his eyes at Black Panther. "What do you mean by this? Don't tell me I'm usually not motivated?"    

    

"That's not it. It's just that you were more motivated than usual just now."    

    

"Yeah, right now you're weak. Don't say you're looking for my parents. Even a few spectral cultivators could not handle it. If I don't work hard to improve my strength, I don't even have the qualifications to look for them. Moreover, I always thought that I was very talented in the path of cultivation, but I couldn't even condense a pill. I can only cheer myself on."    

    

"It's fine. Don't feel inferior. Back when I, Master Bao, was just an ordinary Black Panther when I was just born, I only grew to this extent step by step. Although you are indeed a bit unsophisticated, your talent is still not bad. If you continue to cultivate, you might be able to touch the peak of this world."    

    

Hearing the Black Panther's words, Yang Xuan suddenly felt his spirit rise. He asked excitedly, "Really?"    

    

"I'm just teasing you. How can the peak of this world be so easily touched? Many ancient mighty beings were even stronger than you when they were just born. For example, the Phoenix Clan, which is closely related to you. Many of them were born with the strength of Fourth Stage. It wasn't strange for someone with extraordinary talent to have the cultivation of Sixth Stage as soon as they were born. Compared to them, you are still a lot weaker. "    

    

" Is that so? "    

    

Yang Xuan sighed and sat in silence room, looking out the window. Yuh Qingcheng had already gone out to buy vegetables and was currently busy in the kitchen. Noticing that Yang Xuan was using the Divine Sense to spy on her, Yuh Qingcheng smiled. In the constabulary's main hall, the Yuh Family's old ancestor was explaining something to Zhang Tianci. Most of the things he had told Yang Xuan just now were beyond Zhang Tianci's understanding. As someone who was also highly regarded by prime minister Xu and had been promoted by him, the old ancestor of Yuh Family also took good care of Zhang Tianci.    

    

Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh. He once again sat cross-legged and meditated. After closing his eyes, the Divine Sense entered his sea of consciousness.    

    

On the spiritual altar, the two golden cores were still floating quietly, emitting a faint golden light.    

    

Yang Xuan once again entered the first golden core, and his body turned into a golden light. He entered the golden core. Within the golden core, the Spirit Aura that Yang Xuan left behind last time still existed. Inside the Golden Core, there was a small golden light spot in the center. That was the core of the golden core. Yang Xuan placed his hand on the core of the golden core, and a strong suction force came from the core. It made the Spiritual Force on Yang Xuan's body surge towards the Golden Core.    

    

As the Spiritual Force continuously poured into the golden core, Yang Xuan discovered that the outer wall of the golden core had gradually become focused. This core was like a bottomless pit. Yang Xuan had already poured in an unknown amount of Spiritual Force. But it still did not fill up the core.    

    

One had to know that the amount of Spiritual Force in each of Yang Xuan's Qi Wheel was equal to the total amount of Spiritual Force in a cultivator with the same strength. Even some Early Sixth Stage warriors might not have as many Spiritual Force in their bodies as Yang Xuan did now. If one had to put it bluntly, it wouldn't be excessive to use the term 'vast ocean' to describe the Spiritual Force in Yang Xuan's body.    

    

After Yang Xuan exerted all his strength for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he finally felt that the Spiritual Force in his body had been sucked clean by this Golden Core. At this moment, Yang Xuan finally understood what the Old Ancestor of Yuh Family meant when he said that having two golden cores would consume a lot of Yang Xuan's Spiritual Force.    

    

Yang Xuan stood in his sea of consciousness and sized up the golden core that almost squeezed him dry. Although the golden core wasn't as bright as the one that illuminated the entire sea of consciousness, its color was much more reserved. It looked like real gold.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the golden core with satisfaction. At this time, the golden core finally had some form. At this rate, he only needed to squeeze Yang Xuan dry four or five more times, and he would probably be able to condense a golden core into a golden core.    

    

When he returned to reality, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel a burst of soreness in his meridians. One had to know that Yang Xuan had poured all the Spiritual Force in his body into the golden core with his greatest output just now.    

    

"Looks like I can only wait for two more days. Although I have the support of the cultivation technique, and the Soul Absorption Bead in my body is helping me absorb and transform the Spiritual Force continuously, if I don't rest for two days... My meridians might be crippled."    

    

Yang Xuan muttered to himself. Suddenly, a fragrance came from outside the door. The fragrance immediately aroused Yang Xuan's appetite. Yang Xuan rubbed his stomach, and his stomach began to grumble.    

    

Outside the door, Yuh Qingcheng's voice came, "Silly, come out to eat."    

    

Yang Xuan felt his heart warmed and walked towards the door.    

    

At the dining table, the old ancestor of Yuh Family looked at the table full of delicious dishes. He stared at Yuh Qingcheng strangely for a long time. Yuh Qingcheng was frightened by the stare and could not help but ask, "Grandfather, is there something on my face?"    

    

"No, it's just that I almost thought that I recognized the wrong person."    

    

"What?"    

    

Yuh Qingcheng looked at the old ancestor of Yuh Family with a puzzled look, but she did not understand what he meant. But very quickly, when she saw the mischievous look in the eyes of the old ancestor of Yuh Family, she immediately reacted. Yuh Qingcheng blushed and said to the Yuh Family's old ancestor in a spoiled manner, "Grandfather, if you continue to make fun of me, I will ignore you."    

    

Seeing this, the old ancestor of Yuh Family put on a serious expression.    

    

Yang Xuan, who was standing aside, wanted to laugh when he saw this. However, he felt a pair of eyes looking at him with resentment behind his back. He turned around and found that it was the old ancestor of Yuh Family.    

    

The meal passed amidst their laughter. Yang Xuan quickly forgot about the troubles he had encountered during his cultivation and the injuries he had suffered while fighting the ghost cultivators.    

    

After the meal, except for Zhang Tianci who said goodbye to Yang Xuan and returned to City Lord's Mansion, Yang Xuan and the other two sat in the pavilion of the constabulary and tasted tea.    

    

It had to be said that after being in Lo Capital for so many years, Wei Yuanhou had saved up a lot of good stuff. In the constabulary's storage room, Yang Xuan found a few pieces of high-quality old tea.