Standing in the courtyard, Li Ping brimmed with confidence.
At fourteen, he had stepped onto the Immortal Dao under Daoist Ji's guidance.
At twenty-two, seeking to advance further and find his chance at Foundation Establishment, he had traveled thousands of miles to make his way in Windmist Immortal City.
At forty, he had successfully reached Foundation Establishment.
At seventy, he had reached the Foundation Establishment middle stage.
At a hundred, he had reached the Foundation Establishment late stage.
Now, at a hundred and thirty, he had finally reached the threshold of Core Formation.
Once he crossed that threshold, he would become a True Person, with a lifespan of five hundred years!
With such a long life, back on the Earth of his previous life, he could have sat and watched mortal dynasties rise and fall.
Originally, Li Ping had never hoped to reach the Golden Core realm.
He had only wanted to succeed at Foundation Establishment, then comfortably live out the remaining two hundred years of his life.
But his peerless talent would not allow it. In the end, it had pushed him all the way to Core Formation.
What a shame. I still haven't cultivated the Myriad Spirits Divine Sense Art to the fifth level. Sensing the immense divine sense lingering within his sea of consciousness, Li Ping pondered silently.
In truth, after all these years of cultivation,
despite his considerable talent for divine sense cultivation methods, his Myriad Spirits Divine Sense Art remained at the third level, still a little short of the fourth.
But Li Ping did not intend to wait any longer.
What in this world could ever be perfect in every respect?
Even if he cultivated the Myriad Spirits Divine Sense Art to the fifth level before attempting Core Formation, it would only increase his