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第一百三十六章 决然凝假丹

Howling winds and surging waves.

The dark clouds in the sky grew denser, forming a mountain-like barrier. Lightning flashed intermittently within these clouds, showcasing their destructive power.

Despite the grand storm, Zhang Haobo's control over it was like that of a wild horse tethered by reins; it moved only as he directed.

"Observing heaven and earth... to refine the golden core..."

Zhang Haobo pondered amidst the raging winds.

"With my current strength, attempting an expansion would be quite challenging."

"But without the Golden Core Technique, I can only remain at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, unable to advance further."

"The time is pressing; there's no longer room for me to slowly accumulate contributions and exchange for the Golden Core Technique."

"Thus, the only option now... is false core."

A determined glint flashed in Zhang Haobo’s eyes.

The False Core Technique involved using heavenly power to forcefully break through after reaching Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, forming a pseudo golden core within his dantian.

This would temporarily elevate him to the Golden Core realm.

However, this technique was unsustainable and could only last for over thirty days at most.

Its side effects were terrifying; even if he eventually succeeded in condensing a true golden core, it would leave irreversible damage, cutting him off from the path of cultivation.

He might be stuck at the Golden Core stage forever without further extraordinary opportunities.

But Zhang Haobo had no choice!

Defying fate was not an easy task.

Zhang Haobo covertly glanced up again, a bitter smile forming on his lips.

Since his rebirth, he occasionally felt as if someone were secretly observing him, like needles pricking his back.

This feeling had become clearer since entering the Foundation Establishment realm.

He knew that his numerous unusual actions since rebirth likely caught the attention of someone in the heavens.

The fates of countless beings in the Cunyun Sea were predetermined by heaven's will.

To reverse his fate would face significant resistance, a fact he was well prepared for.

As his strength grew, so too did this opposition.

But he wasn't without support.

Zhang Haobo subconsciously touched his chest where a faint blue translucent bead appeared intermittently.

He wasn’t a water spirit.

On this Cunyun Sea, he could freely use spiritual energy without worrying about depletion because of this mysterious artifact.

Its name and origin were unknown to him.

Only after breaking through to the Qi Refining stage did he discover the blue bead in his chest.

Through experimentation, he learned its purpose: it allowed for an extremely rapid recovery of internal spiritual energy and easier comprehension of the laws of nature, especially those related to water and wind.

At times, images would appear in his mind, revealing hidden secrets within the Cunyun Sea.

His ability to sense the space where Qingfeng clashed with the sword hilt and enter it unnoticed was due to this blue bead’s covert assistance.

Without it, even a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator couldn’t have done so!

This enigmatic artifact seemed to be part of his rebirth package—his means to defy fate in this life.

...

Li Fan could monitor Zhang Haobo's every move but couldn't read his thoughts.

Thus, he was unaware of what transpired on Zhang Haobo.

Moreover, he had no time for such concerns now.

Since starting lessons with Zhang Ziliang on array techniques, he had no free time at all.

Zhang Ziliang would leave to handle other matters after teaching a while but left behind exercises for Li Fan to study before returning.

Li Fan barely finished these assignments when Zhang Ziliang returned.

After grading and explaining the exercises, Zhang Ziliang resumed his lessons without pause.

This cycle repeated endlessly, leaving no time for rest.

Zhang Ziliang would ignite a silver incense stick whenever he sensed Li Fan's mental fatigue reaching a certain point.

The aroma instantly cleared Li Fan’s mental exhaustion.

Following Zhang Ziliang’s gaze, Li Fan continued to focus intently on his studies.

This process seemed endless and made him feel time passed slowly.

Every moment spent studying array techniques was agonizing; he longed for it to end.

Had it not been for his strong will and the three trials of mental resilience he underwent from Qin Tang, his endurance would have faltered.

After an indeterminate period, Zhang Ziliang brought another student.

They didn't study together but split into identical shadows in the dark starry sky to teach separately.

Li Fan realized that the one teaching him might not be a real person; the excuse of going out for other matters was just a pretext.

It seemed designed to test his diligence when unsupervised.

Shaking his head, Li Fan ignored the other apprentice.

Setting a two-year reminder, he focused solely on studying array techniques.

Time passed without notice.

One day, as Li Fan frowned in thought, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.

His mind felt like it had been struck by an immense object; dizziness and stars filled his vision.

Blood dripped from his nose and eyes, looking quite alarming.

Zhang Ziliang appeared.

He looked at Li Fan curiously but didn’t ask further.

Instead, he ignited the silver incense stick again.

This time, the aroma was more intense than usual.

The mental injury caused by a previous exercise quickly healed as he absorbed it.

By midday, Li Fan felt fully recovered.

Only then did he check the final image transmitted to his mind.

"Zhang Haobo has reached the Golden Core realm?"

He turned his head and gazed into the distance with an enigmatic expression.

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