As the golden light faded, Yang Wei descended from the skies. The moment his foot touched the ground, the earth trembled, as if adjusting to the presence of another powerful being. He let out a relieved sigh, “I somehow managed to do it.” Yang Wei closely inspected his hand, feeling the surge of power coursing through it.

The difference between Spirit Gathering and Core Formation Realm was immense, beyond mere numerical estimation. His power had significantly increased in level and quality, and his body now felt capable of cultivating the power of the stars.

With his newly acquired spirit Qi, he could even sense the presence of celestial Qi──a feat achievable only by those with a celestial golden core, even before breaking into the Nascent Soul Realm!

Li Meixiu smiled as she approached him, visibly relieved to see him unharmed. It seemed that all his injuries from the lightning had healed, a gift from fully condensing a golden core. After surviving the Three Worlds of Lightning, many cultivators were left on the brink of death, but upon condensing their golden core, all life-threatening wounds would vanish.

“Wei!”

Li Meixiu wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug, and Yang Wei simply smiled, enjoying the warmth of her body.

The moment they broke the hug, Tianyi jumped in and hugged Yang Wei, and he held the dragon close, laughing as Tianyi licked him.

“Hahah! Alright, that’s enough, boy!”

Tianyi was clearly ecstatic that his master was unharmed, and that was all that mattered to him.

Li Meixiu folded her arms and watched the two of them play,

Her smile reflected her contentment.

She was confident that Yang Wei would become a 2nd-path cultivator in record time, marking the beginning of their real journey together.

“So, you’re already at the Core Formation Realm. Since you formed your golden core so early, are you planning on returning to the Celestial Serpent Sect?”

Yang Wei gently shook his head.

“No, I’m not sure…”

Though he had achieved Core Formation sooner than expected, he felt it would be wasteful to leave the Osmanthus World while it still had abundant spiritual energy to maintain its time dilation effect.

“I think I’ll stay here and focus on cultivating my golden core. The sect gifted me with a lot of cultivation resources that I couldn’t use until reaching Core Formation Realm, so I’ll make use of them now to bolster my cultivation, while you continue to help me train Tianyi.”

Li Meixiu agreed with a small shrug.

“As for this little guy…”

She carried Tianyi out of Yang Wei’s arms.

“I’ve been feeding him a lot of pills concocted from the celestial waters of my sect, but all it seems to be doing is increasing his cultivation. He hasn’t evolved yet.”

Tianyi had made impressive progress, currently at the 2nd level of Spirit Gathering. Considering the short time he’d been cultivating, it was remarkable progress. However, his rapid advancement was due to his unique advantage──he was originally the pet of the Great Star Emperor, founder of the Star Sovereign Sect.

Tianyi instinctively possessed billions of years of experience, making him technically older than Yang Wei and every world in the Lower Regions.

Cultivation came naturally to him, so reaching his full potential was never a challenge.

“Well, as long as his cultivation base keeps improving, I don’t see any problem,” Yang Wei only said that, unconcerned about Tianyi’s lack of evolution. He believed it would happen in due time.

“Oh, by the way, I have something for you,” Li Meixiu said.

“Hm?” Yang Wei perked up with curiosity.

Li Meixiu gathered powerful spiritual energy in her hand and waved it, manifesting three treasures before Yang Wei.

“Consider these a gift from me to congratulate you on your breakthrough.”

The first treasure was a pale, one-handed straight sword, slightly transparent.

“This Star Flame Sword is condensed from the crystallized essence of a fallen star. It can adjust itself to the cultivation level of its user and its attacks are comparable to the Nascent Soul level.”

The second treasure was an extremely regal fan made from rare feathers that could only be described as heavenly.

“The Phoenix Feather Fan is woven from the radiant feathers of a celestial phoenix that soared across the Sacred Immortal Lands. It will serve as your defensive artifact, capable of blocking three attacks from a Nascent Soul expert and healing life-threatening injuries.”

The last treasure was a sizable blue and gold bell.

“This Thundering Dragon Bell is a personal favorite of mine. It was forged from the scales of an ancient thunder dragon. When rung, it will summon forth mountain-shattering thunder from the heavens, comparable to an attack at the Nascent Soul level.”

Yang Wei smiled at the treasures and bowed his head humbly. “Thank you, Meixiu.”

Li Meixiu promptly cleared her throat. “Ahem! Master Meixiu, you mean.”

“Eh, sure…”

…

Eastern Continent. Great Wulong Forest.

Su Meirong gracefully rode on a dragon sword with both hands clasped behind her plump buttocks. Ahead of her, a sea of clouds stretched out, indicating just how high her altitude was. Her long black hair swayed as she scanned the area below.

“I can’t believe all the clans I founded have defected so quickly. Many claim they had no choice because there’s another cultivator parading around the Eastern Continent, claiming to be my direct descendant.”

She flicked her hair back in a cheeky manner.

“Humph! As if I, Fairy Su Meirong, would lower myself to have a direct descendant.”

A proud smile crept onto her face unconsciously.

Before long, her expression turned serious as she surveyed the expansive forest below.

“On my journey, beasts and clans have all submitted to me, showing reverence and respect.”

She nodded approvingly.

“The title of Heavenly Demon Master commands great respect, but I, Su Meirong, am too principled to…”

A heavy sigh interrupted her self-praise.

She glanced to the side to see Shen Bao floating on a golden cloud beside her. “It seems you still have that bad habit of praising yourself and forgetting the world,” Shen Bao commented.

Su Meirong chuckled softly. “If you were me, you’d praise me too.”

“Indeed…” replied Shen Bao.

Disregarding his obvious sarcasm, Su Meirong said, “Since you’re here, I’ll assume you have nothing to do. I need you to help me find someone…”

Shen Bao raised an eyebrow. “Who might that be?” His interest piqued because Su Meirong was a quasi-Divinity, capable of comprehending all infinite corners of the Middle and Lower Regions.

“I don’t know who they are, but they clearly have eyes yet fail to see Mount Tai. This mysterious figure has been posing as my direct descendant and exploiting every sect I established in the Land of Supremes. I’ve won back a few, but this problem can easily be solved if I find and eliminate this fool.”

Su Meirong’s voice was firm, indicating she wasn’t joking.

“And?” Shen Bao asked calmly.

Su Meirong sighed, “It seems this person awakened a treasure of mine here in the Eastern Continent, which makes them completely hidden from my five divine senses. I can’t find them.”

Shen Bao smiled slightly. “While I’d like to help, the Pillar of Insight just advised me to stay away from you for a while.”

Su Meirong took offense immediately. Her face tightened, and she shot him a fierce side-eye. “Say that again, Shen.”

Without a word, Shen Bao and his golden cloud vanished from sight.

He was wise enough to know he would likely regret anything he said to her from then on.

“Tch, useless Fate-Emperor…”

The beautiful-as-a-fairy cultivator muttered endless curses under her breath as she advanced in the skies.

BOOOOOOOM! Continue your adventure at empire

Five powerful boulder-sized, wooden spikes flew at terrifying speeds for Su Meirong, aiming to turn her into a mist of blood!

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