Xu Changqing was quite familiar with Yellow Qi; he had seen it more than once.
A wisp of Yellow Qi weighed ten thousand jin. It was a rare material that could be used to refine magical artifacts.
Yang Zhenyue had warned him before that such things occasionally occurred underground. There was no way to stop them; one could only let them drift about as they pleased.
Now that he had encountered one himself, Xu Changqing pondered, With my current abilities, subduing a wisp of Yellow Qi should be no problem.
It will do nicely for refining my first magical artifact. Let's see what effect it has.
With that thought, he immediately soared into the air and flew toward the Yellow Qi.
As he drew closer, he instantly felt a pressure a hundred times heavier than Earth Qi.
It was as though he faced not a wisp of qi, but an entire mountain.
No wonder it was said that any formal disciple who obtained a wisp of Yellow Qi could advance to become a core disciple.
In truth, Earth Spirit Root cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm were almost incapable of enduring such terrifying pressure.
Anyone who could withstand it would stand out even without Yellow Qi. They would never be left behind to dig mines every day until they were covered in dust and grime.
Yellow Qi was the essence of Earth Qi—thicker and heavier still.
Although Xu Changqing did not possess a cultivation art specifically for an Earth Spirit Root, the Five-Element Art was no worse. Facing the wisp of Yellow Qi before him, he immediately raised a hand and swept it out.
The Golden Core within his sea of qi immediately began to spin with a whir.
Surging spiritual power burst forth, instantly trapping the Yellow Qi before