Fang Shu sat cross-legged on the stone altar, refining the dead insect egg.
The spiritual liquid in his Sun-Moon Golden Pool suddenly began accumulating dozens of times faster.
For once, he again experienced the exhilaration of cultivating with the aid of spiritual treasures.
Diligent cultivation is all well and good, but it took thirty years to pass a single tribulation.
Fang Shu could not help reflecting, Compared with that, the path of consuming spiritual substances is much faster.
He estimated that once he completely refined this insect egg, his Sun-Moon Golden Pool would be at least seventy percent full.
Then perhaps he would only need a few more years of honing his cultivation, along with some ordinary spiritual substances, to reach Foundation Establishment Perfection!
Brimming with motivation, Fang Shu immersed himself even more deeply in cultivation.
Once he had completely dissolved the insect egg within him, leaving only pure spiritual power settling in his body, another thought suddenly arose. I have refined one insect egg and will nurture a living insect as well. That being so, even if this insect hatches at a realm above mine, my flesh and blood should still be sufficient to feed it...
I wonder if I could use my flesh and blood to refine myself together with it in the future?
The moment this thought arose, Fang Shu began turning it over in his mind.
But after considering it carefully for a while, he set it aside for the time being.
Even if he wanted to undertake joint refinement to help the Red True Flying Centipede break through its shackles, he would first need to attain the false core realm, or even the golden core realm. Only then would their realms align, perhaps allowing him to raise it further.
Soon, once Fang Shu had digested