Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged in the center and began consuming the Supreme Metal Spirit Core. Several days later, his eyes held a few more traces of golden sharpness, and his entire being radiated a keener, metallic edge.
Without stopping, Lu Xiaotian consumed the Supreme Earth Spirit Core, then the Supreme Water Spirit Core. Finally, he took the Supreme Wind Spirit Core.
A single one of these spirit cores was worth more than a thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals. Even Spirit Transformation cultivators would find it extremely difficult to produce such a sum of Spirit Crystals on a whim, yet Lu Xiaotian could only use them to break through his current realm. Fortunately, the true spiritual power contained within these spirit cores was astonishingly abundant, allowing Lu Xiaotian to experience the concepts contained in each type of spiritual power more directly. Although Lu Xiaotian's comprehension of spiritual power was far inferior to that of those with greater talent, with sufficiently favorable external conditions, he still grasped the concepts within them one after another.
When he finally comprehended the true meaning of wind, Lu Xiaotian felt a boom within his body, as though he had sublimated to an adequate realm. The magical power in his body split into eight streams at an astonishing speed. Each stream fused with one of the true meanings, surging through his meridians like a horde of dragons, all scrambling to be first.
An extreme hunger filled his body, accompanied by an intense demand for spiritual power. Spiritual power from heaven and earth surged toward Lu Xiaotian in a frenzy, yet it was still not enough. With a movement of his divine sense, the supreme-grade Spirit Stones arranged around him transformed into streams of incomparably pure spiritual power and poured into the vortex. Lu Xiaotian's body was like a