Creation Golden Core

Su Fang found a relatively decent house. Someone had probably lived here before; there were bedding and clothes, but no one was around. From the looks of it, the owner had not returned for quite some time.

The place was covered in dust, and there were even shovels and hoes lying around. This surprised Su Fang somewhat—these things would be of great use to him.

Su Fang tidied the place up a little, intending to live here.

Su Fang took the Blood Yin Jade from his pocket and said, "Now I can only count on you."

As Su Fang began to comprehend the Blood Yin Jade, he suddenly felt his soul fly into some mysterious space. Curious, Su Fang was just about to look around when the entire environment abruptly changed. He found himself in a room.

Su Fang saw a woman appear before him. She was quite lovely, holding a book as she read it intently.

"Miss, may I ask where this is?" Su Fang asked.

But Su Fang discovered that he could only watch the scene before him and could not affect it. His body passed straight through the woman's body. This was merely a mysterious space conjured by the system.

"So this is an illusion. It should be a scene from within the Blood Yin Jade," Su Fang understood.

"That's the Blood Yin Jade!" Su Fang discovered that the woman was wearing that very piece of Blood Yin Jade.

Su Fang walked behind the woman and began reading the book she was reading. He found that it was a cultivation method, one used to condense Yin Qi.

Hiss!

After a long while, Su Fang felt a sharp pain in his head. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the room from before.

[Comprehended Volume One of the Profound Yin Art!]

"So that's it?" Su Fang discovered that a cultivation method had appeared in his mind, but only its first volume.

That was because he had not finished reading the entire book.

If he could find a way to restore his cultivation, he would be able to comprehend this supreme cultivation method.

"It seems my strength is still too low. Otherwise, I could have completely comprehended this Profound Yin Art." Su Fang sighed.

Su Fang was still quite satisfied. The Profound Yin Art he had comprehended from the Blood Yin Jade was a cultivation method specifically meant to absorb and refine Yin Qi.

The denser the Yin Qi in the place where it was cultivated, the better its effects would be.

Although Su Fang's dantian had been destroyed and he could no longer store spiritual energy, he could directly expel the Yin Qi he inhaled from his body.

"Too bad my qi sea is shattered. Otherwise, I could refine this Yin Qi into my own spiritual energy. Though it would be spiritual energy with a Yin Baleful Intent attribute, it would still be better than having nothing."

Su Fang sighed, but now that he had found a way to expel this Yin Qi, he would surely be able to find a way to restore his dantian.

Su Fang sat cross-legged and began trying to expel the Yin Qi within him that was devouring his life force.

As streams of Yin Qi were expelled from his body, Su Fang found that his vigor and spirit had improved considerably. Even his physical strength felt much better.

When Su Fang woke up, he looked at his hands again and found that they had already returned to how they had looked when he first arrived.

Su Fang smiled in satisfaction. "Although I can't cultivate, at least staying alive is no longer a problem."

Su Fang was filled with hope for the future!

When he arrived at Elder Meng's place, Elder Meng gave a soft "Eh?" and said, "You're fine?"

"I'm all right," Su Fang replied.

Elder Meng merely glanced at him before giving Su Fang breakfast. Su Fang noticed that there were quite a few people here today.

There were more than a dozen people, several of whom were completely deranged.

One of them laughed wildly while eating.

Another directly mixed the dirt on the ground into his bowl, then wolfed it down mouthful after mouthful.

There was even one who ate with his nose, making Su Fang secretly marvel: What a talent!

Su Fang truly feared becoming one of these madmen. He had not even found his ideal partner for dual cultivation yet—he could not die like this.

Today, Su Fang had gained another opportunity for comprehension.

The Blood Yin Jade contained only the cultivation method of the Profound Yin Art.

Although he had not comprehended it fully, its only use to him was expelling Yin Qi. If he wanted to comprehend a way to restore his dantian, he would have to start looking elsewhere.

After breakfast, Su Fang deliberately asked Brother Meng where the graves of the other sects' Supreme Elders were located.

Though Brother Meng found the question strange, there was nothing he could not tell him.

When Su Fang heard that the Dao Sect also had Supreme Elders buried here, he suddenly thought of that sect's secret passed down to no outsiders—the Tendon-Reforming Sacred Canon.

Legend had it that the Tendon-Reforming Sacred Canon was the Dao Sect's supreme art, possessing the power to defy heaven and alter fate. Unfortunately, it had vanished several thousand years ago.

The present Dao Sect had long fallen from its former status as a supreme sect, declining into a third-rate sect.

"I once heard that the Tendon-Reforming Sacred Canon possesses the supreme ability to reshape meridians and restore the dantian. Even a useless martial cultivator can become heaven's favored child."

"Every Dao Sect Sect Master in the past was one of the Black Tortoise Continent's foremost experts, all because of that Tendon-Reforming Sacred Canon."

After learning where the Dao Sect's former experts were buried, Su Fang returned to his room, picked up a hoe, and left.

He headed into the cemetery once more. This time, Su Fang needed to go deeper inside, and that was an exceedingly agonizing task for him.

Every step cost him the price of his life.

Su Fang once again felt Yin Qi corroding his body as the essence of his life rapidly drained away.

Su Fang jogged into the cemetery and began searching for the burial grounds of the Dao Sect's experts.

After spending a long time searching, Su Fang finally saw a desolate graveyard.

"Finally found it." Su Fang looked at his hands and saw wrinkles beginning to appear on them again.

"Dao Sect's thirty-sixth generation Supreme Elder, Long Shan, died at the age of three hundred and fifty."

"Dao Sect's fifth Sect Master, Xu Zhiye, died at the age of eight hundred and sixty!"

Su Fang was greatly surprised when he saw this name.

"I never thought it would be Xu Zhiye, the legendary genius of the Dao Sect. Though he died more than eight hundred years ago, he was a legendary figure. In his era, he almost single-handedly suppressed an entire age. I never expected him to be buried here as well."

The moment Su Fang saw this person, he immediately decided, "It'll be you!"

Su Fang raised the hoe and said to Xu Zhiye's grave, "Senior, I have no choice. If your spirit still watches from heaven, please do not blame me. If I don't do this, I'll soon be going down there to keep you company. But I haven't yet tasted the pleasures of dual cultivation, so I can only offend you."

Xu Zhiye's grave was enormous. The gravestone was as tall as a person, while the round burial mound behind it stood five or six meters high.

Here, the higher a person's status, the larger the grave built for them seemed to be.

After saying that, Su Fang moved Xu Zhiye's gravestone aside, revealing a passage wide enough for a person to pass through. Su Fang lit a candle and looked into the grave.

Though Su Fang was afraid, compared to death, he still chose to walk in.

The interior was dark and without light, Yin Qi swirling everywhere. Waves of pure Yin Qi continuously battered Su Fang. He looked at the coffin in the center, took out a shovel, and pried open its lid.

Bang!

Once he pried it open, Su Fang was astonished to discover that there were no remains inside.

Yet the instant the coffin lid was opened, a fantastical radiance burst forth from within, scattering all the surrounding Yin Qi.

"Could this be... the legendary Creation Golden Core?" Su Fang stared at the golden core inside, utterly shocked.

There were legends that after some peerless experts died, they would transform into a golden core, gathering everything they had learned in their lifetime within it.

But for ordinary people, comprehending it was exceedingly difficult.

But something like aptitude was simply not an issue for Su Fang.

"I really came to the right place." Su Fang looked inside. There was also an entire set of clothes, along with some precious burial objects.

Su Fang took only the golden core, then closed the coffin lid and put the gravestone back in place.

Su Fang immediately left and returned to his residence.