Jiang Ding's lecture lasted more than ten years before it came to an end.
Over those years, he had given each of the four Spirit Transformation cultivators a way to repair the flaws in their foundations, tailored to their circumstances. Every method was achievable with what they had. If their talent and effort were sufficient, their chances of advancing to Void Refining would rise by ten or twenty percent.
That, of course, assumed they cultivated in the Upper Realm.
In the Northern Plains, a minor world, it was utterly impossible. Even in a middle world, their chances would be slim.
But in the Upper Realm, where the laws of heaven and earth and the Dao's deeper meanings were more complete, those chances would grow considerably. That was how much a cultivator's surroundings mattered.
"...Gather an inner world, give birth to laws, and Void Refining begins."
"The laws you gather will depend on the path you've walked and the cultivation method you've practiced. If your method reaches the Void Refining level, it will provide a bridge to that step."
"That's all there is. Nothing more."
Jiang Ding looked at the four of them and said earnestly, "There isn't much mystery to Void Refining. Don't believe those wilderness cultivators who call it 'mystery upon mystery, beyond words.' Void Refining is what I've just described. Achieve it, and you'll advance. Fail, and you'll have to accept your fate."
"We cultivators press ever onward. All we can ask is to face our hearts without regret."
"Thank you for your teachings, my lord!"
Hei Louxi and the other Spirit Transformation cultivators bowed with utmost respect, convinced from the bottom of their hearts.
Only the person before them could say there was little mystery to Void Refining. He not only understood it himself, but could explain