Wukong thought it over all night and finally decided to focus on himself rather than chase anything flashy.
"All paths lead back to the self. Only the self can carry me across the sea of suffering."
"In that case, why not follow Tang Wulin's example from a later age and form three Soul Cores—one for mind, one for bloodline, and one for Soul Power? That's the path best suited to my Body Martial Soul!"
The Spiritual Soul Core would sit in his Upper Dantian, strengthening his mental power and expanding his Spiritual Consciousness Sea.
The Bloodline Soul Core would sit in his Lower Dantian, strengthening his body and raising the limit of its physical enhancements.
The Soul Power Soul Core would sit in his Middle Dantian, increasing his total Soul Power, speeding its recovery, and further improving his endurance in prolonged battles.
If he formed all three cores, mind, body, and spirit would be complete. He would have no weaknesses at all!
And since he had once been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he already had experience forming a Soul Core.
That put him far ahead of humans who had no idea where to begin.
If he was going to do this, he would start with the Bloodline Soul Core.
After all, his body was extraordinarily strong now.
He lacked the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, but he had trained at his limits for years.
He had also eaten plenty of the finest Immortal Herbs.
On top of that, his Body Martial Soul had evolved to Quasi-God Rank, giving his body an exceptionally deep foundation.
He fully met the requirements to form a Bloodline Soul Core.
There was no time to waste.
Wukong leaped down from the ancient tree, found a secluded clearing, and asked Cai Lin to guard him.
Then he