Outside.
Zhan Hongxiu stood atop an icy cliff, gazing toward Fang Qing's cave residence.
Suddenly!
A terrifying spiritual pressure appeared and swept across Supreme White Island.
The sky changed again. Spiritual energy gathered faintly into five-colored auspicious clouds, which continued to spread.
"That kid has succeeded in Core Formation... Now we'll see the quality of his True Core."
Within her sea of consciousness, Turtle Elder spoke with the air of someone far older than his years.
Zhan Hongxiu watched tensely as the auspicious clouds expanded, soon spreading beyond a three-mile radius.
"Not bad. He's surpassed the limit of a Low-Grade True Core and entered the realm of a Mid-Grade True Core!"
Turtle Elder gave his assessment: "A pity he's running out of steam... Still, for a Foundation Establishment cultivator from a little place like this, forming a Mid-Grade True Core is already impressive." Sure enough, to Zhan Hongxiu's regret, the celestial phenomenon finally stopped expanding at around five and a half miles...
That meant his True Core ranked toward the upper end of the mid-grade range.
Unfortunately, without a High-Grade True Core, he could not be called a "Nascent Soul seed."
"Hm?"
But just then, Zhan Hongxiu's expression changed. The Core Formation phenomenon swelled abruptly, as though it had swallowed a powerful tonic!
Six miles, seven miles, eight miles, nine miles!
"He broke through... to a High-Grade True Core?"
"There's a genius like that here? No... That's not right. The kid must have hidden some top-tier spiritual item for Core Formation... Sigh, what a missed opportunity." Turtle Elder shook his head.
"Island Master Fang... formed a High-Grade True Core?"
A spark of fighting spirit appeared in Zhan Hongxiu's eyes. "When I form my core, I'll aim for a High-Grade True Core too!"
Inside the cave residence.
Fang Qing watched the