Golden Core Realm, Supreme Virtual Core!

"Gulp~" Fei Luo tilted his head back and swallowed the Foundation-Cultivating Pill.

Even though this wasn't his first time consuming medicinal pills, Fei Luo still savored that refreshing fragrance.

The spirit pill dissolved the moment it touched his tongue, transforming into a rich aroma that washed over his mouth and teeth, while the pure medicinal power instantly permeated every limb and bone.

BOOM!

At this moment, the sea of qi within Fei Luo's body seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and the surging spiritual energy inside transformed into a vortex, beginning to spin rapidly.

After a few breaths, Fei Luo felt that the volume of the vortex hadn't increased, so he tilted his head back and swallowed a Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pill.

The pill, capable of unconditionally raising a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm by one stage, now transformed into thick spiritual power and merged into the qi vortex.

Not enough!

Keep swallowing!

"Gulp~"

"Gulp~"

After swallowing three pills in succession, Fei Luo began to feel a sense of fullness; it was the result of spiritual energy accumulating within his body.

"Gather for me!" Fei Luo focused all his mental energy on controlling the vortex within him, and the liquid-like spiritual energy began to rotate at high speed.

This vortex was composed entirely of liquid spiritual energy; as long as it was continuously condensed until it finally shrank into a singularity, that would be the moment the core was formed.

Half an incense stick later, Fei Luo felt waves of emptiness.

He tilted his head back and continued to consume pills.

If anyone else were to see this scene, they would be scared half to death.

One must know that in this Age of Dharma Decline, even for a Golden Core cultivator, the amount of mana their body could contain was limited. Yet, Fei Luo had already consumed six Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pills, which was equivalent to the total capacity of two peak Foundation Establishment cultivators.

When added to the fact that Fei Luo's own mana foundation was at least ten times stronger than that of a typical expert, the implications were terrifying.

The pill bottle in front of Fei Luo gradually emptied.

"The last three, gather for me!"

At this point, the vortex within Fei Luo had reached an incredibly high rotational speed, filled with a daunting momentum like a mountain torrent or a tsunami. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the final three Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pills.

At this moment, the spiritual energy within Fei Luo reached its peak.

The golden threads transformed from the medicinal power of the Foundation-Cultivating Pill continuously poured into the vortex, making it appear as if it were gold-plated, with dazzling golden light lingering upon it.

"Gather!"

With a thunderous shout from Fei Luo, the vortex within his body rapidly contracted.

Whirrr~

At this moment, Fei Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked inward.

Good heavens! Fei Luo exclaimed to himself as he saw the inner core within his body.

"It's actually a supreme-grade False Core; it turned gold the moment it formed." Fei Luo was secretly shocked.

He had read the Maoshan classics, which introduced many secrets regarding the Golden Core Realm.

In the False Core Realm, gray was the lowest grade; most people's False Cores had a gray luster, and ghost cores were the same.

Above gray, white was respected, and above white, pale yellow was king.

And above pale yellow, pale gold was the absolute emperor, looking down upon all living things.

Fei Luo's False Core, however, was deep gold.

This...

Fei Luo frowned. "Could it be that forming a core also falls under the Ten Thousandfold Amplification? The amount of mana I possess is likely a hundred times that of an ordinary person."

Fei Luo muttered to himself. Although he didn't know how others fared, based on the mana gap between himself and Uncle Nine during the Foundation Establishment stage, he had been ten times stronger than an ordinary person back then.

Now that he had reached the Golden Core stage, that gap had widened even further to a hundredfold.

Fei Luo had guessed correctly; the so-called Ten Thousandfold Amplification was not limited to the system's automatic cultivation—it also applied to the host's own diligent efforts.

Even if others possessed mana, they wouldn't use it as recklessly as Fei Luo to subdue demons; they would save every bit they could.

Why?

Because in this Age of Dharma Decline, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was thin. If one wasted a shred of mana, it would take several times the effort to draw energy into the body and refine it into mana.

Fei Luo, this anomaly, had no such worries. First, his body was constantly running the Yin Energy Body-Forging Art, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all times. Furthermore, he received rewards for subduing demons and eliminating evil, and as for pills to replenish mana, Fei Luo never worried about running out.

Fei Luo was just that extravagant!

In this Age of Dharma Decline, it had no impact on him whatsoever.

He only needed to consider how to subdue demons, eliminate evil, benefit the common people, and earn rewards.

"If I were to face Dong Xiaoyu now, there would be no need for such trouble; a single sword strike would be enough to kill her." Fei Luo felt the brand-new changes within his body and muttered.

The improvement of one's cultivation realm is also an evolution of the level of life; this is an eternal truth.

With the increase in cultivation, the abilities one can acquire become more numerous, and one's lifespan will invisibly grow as well.

In the Ming Dynasty, True Person Zhang could live for three hundred years precisely because of his cultivation.

"Is it already midnight?" After checking the changes within his body, Fei Luo looked up at the window; the moon had long since shifted to the horizon, and he knew it was the dead of night.

However, Fei Luo felt no sleepiness at all.

At the Golden Core Realm, one can abstain from grains; even if one went without a drop of water for ten days or half a month, one would remain unharmed, and the same applied to sleep.

Reaching this level of cultivation could truly be called a rebirth.

Fei Luo was in high spirits. He shifted his gaze, entered the system space, and took out an object.

It was a ring that looked as if it were forged from platinum, engraved with auspicious clouds. Its craftsmanship was so exquisite that even the master carvers of later generations could not compare to even a ten-thousandth of it.

"A storage ring? Do I need to drip blood to claim ownership?" Fei Luo grinned, not expecting to have obtained such a treasure.

Drip.

With a thought, Fei Luo forced a drop of blood from his fingertip and let it fall onto the ring.

In the ethereal void, Fei Luo felt a connection form between himself and the ring.

"Open!"

With a mental command, a space ten zhang wide and ten zhang long, invisible to ordinary people, appeared before him.

Shifting his gaze, Fei Luo looked at the pillow beside him.

As if by magic, the pillow appeared inside the ring's space following his will.

"Good stuff. With this treasure, I won't have to worry about not having my personal belongings while traveling the world," Fei Luo said with a smile. "I must give you a name. I shall call you the Flowing Cloud Ring."

Fei Luo had always been puzzled by one thing: did those great heroes who traveled the world not change their clothes? Not change their socks? Not carry toiletries?

With this treasure, he could store many daily necessities inside, making them easy to carry.

As for weapons like the Flowing Cloud Sword, it was already in the system space and could be retrieved or stored at will.

Even after reaching the Golden Core Realm, Fei Luo's mindset had not changed much.

At the end of the day, he was still a human.

A person has to have some standards, right? When out and about, does one really go three hundred and sixty-five days a year without changing clothes?

Appearance is everything; even when subduing demons and eliminating devils, one must pay attention to one's appearance.

Looking at the auspicious clouds on the ring, Fei Luo smugly gave it its name.

However, the ring was an inanimate object; it did not respond to his words, remaining completely still.

He slipped the ring onto his index finger. As if it had a spirit of its own, the ring automatically contracted, adjusting perfectly to the size of his finger before coming to a rest.

Immediately after, Fei Luo looked at the final reward: the Void-Breaking Sword Art, which was also the sword technique he had been anticipating the most.

"This is..."

After only a glance, Fei Luo's pupils constricted, and he was struck with shock.