With the Divine Dragon urging him on, Bian Chunchou settled down to cultivate with single-minded focus. Before he knew it, he had reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
"Good heavens. Am I actually a cultivation genius?"
Bian Chunchou couldn't help asking himself. He didn't know what cultivation was like for other people, but ever since reaching Foundation Establishment, his path had been smooth sailing. Even his formerly unruly water and fire spiritual energy had grown gentle and harmonious.
Honestly, things were going so smoothly that it scared him a little.
But Bian Chunchou had examined himself. There was no stagnation in his cultivation, nor any hidden injury lying dormant. Even the discord and disharmony that ancient texts said would appear when someone with a Fire-Water Spiritual Root reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage had never surfaced.
If he hadn't known that the Fire-Water Spiritual Root enjoyed the fine reputation of being a Waste Spiritual Root, Bian Chunchou would have thought he possessed supreme talent for cultivation.
So should he leave seclusion now, or try Core Formation?
Bian Chunchou didn't consider himself reckless, but he was in extraordinarily good form. So good that he felt confident enough to attempt Core Formation right now. As a cultivator, he knew all too well how rare such a pure state of mind was.
Should he give it up?
Of course not! If he gave up now, he would be the biggest fool under heaven.
The instant he made his decision, Bian Chunchou felt his mind open up. Cultivation wasn't really that hard. If all a person felt when facing a towering mountain was fear, they would never cross it.
So how should a person face that mountain?
With reverence, Bian Chunchou thought. *By knowing how hard it is to cross and still daring to