As for the quality of the pill, other prodigies cared deeply about it, but Mo Hua did not care much.
Yet there was another problem—one that almost no other cultivator would encounter when forming a Golden Core, but which was exceedingly thorny for Mo Hua. It was the problem of "Divinity."
When cultivators formed a Golden Core, they were, in the end, still humans forming a Golden Core.
But Mo Hua knew that although his flesh-and-blood body was still that of Mo Hua, the nature of his soul could scarcely be called purely "human" anymore.
His entire journey from Li Prefecture to the Wilderness had, in another sense, also been a process of his Divinity awakening and spreading his own Divine Path. The Wilderness was the territory he ruled as the Divine Shaman, and also his Dao Field as the "God Lord."
Mo Hua could no longer tell whether, once stripped of his flesh, he counted as human or god.
Thus, a lingering fear arose in his heart.
He feared that once he truly formed a Golden Core, and his Divine Thought further stabilized or even strengthened, the "Divinity" he already had difficulty suppressing would expand along with it, ultimately causing his humanity to be completely extinguished.
Once he broke through another major realm and underwent another transformation upon the Divine Path, his Divine Thought would inevitably grow stronger. But it was also possible that some qualitative change in his Divinity would occur again, causing him to completely forget the name "Mo Hua" and never be himself again.
Mo Hua's gaze darkened. After pondering for a long time, he let out a soft sigh.
The path of cultivation had always been fraught with danger. There was no such thing as absolute certainty, much less in a matter as momentous as