Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 359: Golden Core Appreciation Convention

Within a lavish courtyard, dazzling golden light pulsed intermittently. As the golden radiance dissipated, a golden core emanating misty vapor rotated slowly, drawing wisps of spirit qi from all directions.

“I’ve long heard that Fellow Daoist Yuan Zhi had formed a Moon Embracing Golden Core. As expected of an upper third-grade golden core! It truly lives up to its reputation!” An old man stroked his beard, his wrinkles showing as he chuckled.

“You flatter me. Thirty years of arduous cultivation only yielded this third-grade Moon Embracing Golden Core. It’s honestly a laughing stock. Besides, Old Teacher Kang, with your knowledge and experience, this golden core is nothing.”

Old Teacher Kang was an erudite scholar passionately devoted to his studies. Recognized by the academy in the imperial city, he commanded immense respect throughout Qing Province.

Someone quickly interjected, “Fellow Daoist Yuan Zhi, what you said is not quite right. Even forming fourth or fifth-grade golden cores is a struggle for us; a third-grade golden core is already considered a feat. Our greatest wish is to successfully shatter our golden cores to form nascent souls, but you’re different—you can break through the Nascent Soul Stage and attain the Divine Transfiguration Stage or even beyond, becoming a Void Refinement cultivator that even Fusion cultivators fear!”

While mid-third-grade cores offered a chance at achieving the Divine Transfiguration Stage, the odds were overwhelmingly slim. They didn’t dare hope for much, satisfied if they could even reach the Nascent Soul Stage.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhi’s upper-third-grade golden core ensured his future advancement to the Nascent Soul and Divine Transfiguration stages, with even the Void Refinement or Fusion stages plausible. His potential was boundless, far surpassing theirs.

Despite Yuan Zhi’s claim, he was secretly unable to contain his glee. Upper-third-grade golden core. That already places me above ninety percent of Golden Core cultivators. Although I may only be at the Basic Golden Core Stage, even Intermediate and Advanced Golden Core cultivators won’t dare to underestimate me. In fact, they’ll have to treat me with deference.

In Serenity Courtyard, an ongoing Golden Core Appreciation Convention featured a myriad of dazzling golden cores, drawing gasps of awe from the crowd.

Yuan Zhi’s Moon-Embracing Golden Core was the most conspicuous; it was extraordinary even among upper-third-grade golden cores.

Just as Yuan Zhi basked in pride, a figure bolted into the small courtyard. “Quick, go check out the arena! It’s extremely lively over there!”

Yuan Zhi was displeased with the intruder. Just a cultivator with a lower-third-grade golden core who’s not even worthy to attend the Golden Core Appreciation Convention. “What’s there to check out? Isn’t it just a bunch of Basic Foundation Establishment cultivators competing for first place?”

“No! Disciples from the Five Great Immortal Sects are battling, and they’re all at the Golden Core Stage! Apart from the Hanging Monastery, all four immortal sects are present!”

“What?!”

“Immortal sect disciples battling?!” The crowd erupted with joy. It was rare to witness disciples from immortal sects battling.

Old Teacher Kang was the most excited as he hurriedly asked, “Are there disciples from the Dao-Seeking Sect?”

“Yes, and there are even two of them!”

Without another word, Old Teacher Kang sprinted in the direction of the arena, displaying agility that outpaced even the youths.

The crowd followed, leaving Yuan Zhi rooted to the spot in a daze.

“I’d like to see exactly how these immortal sect disciples are stronger than me!” So what if they’re disciples from immortal sects? Aren’t their golden cores also upper-third-grade, just like mine?

By the time Yuan Zhi arrived, the area around the stage was already packed. A clash between the most outstanding immortal sect disciples was an event that one might not have the opportunity to witness in decades. This battle alone made everyone feel that attending the Qing Province Grand Ceremony was worth it—though they could hardly see the battle on stage.

Yuan Zhi could only resort to spells to stealthily worm his way into the front row, rejoining his fellow Daoists from the Golden Core Appreciation Convention.

However, none of his fellow Daoists noticed him. Their eyes were glued to the five combatants on stage, no one daring to blink for fear of missing even the tiniest detail.

Aside from Old Teacher Kang, the group consisted of cultivators who had just reached the Golden Core Stage. Watching the five fighters on the stage filled them with a sense of absurdity—they wondered if they had yet to form their golden cores and were still at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

“Is this the strength and speed Golden Core cultivators should possess?!” Putting combat skills aside, Lu Yang and the other four demonstrated strength and speed that dwarfed them.

The competitive spirit that just sparked in Yuan Zhi’s heart was also doused. He suspected that he couldn’t last more than ten moves against any of the five.

We all have upper-third-grade golden cores, yet the gulf is this massive?

“Old Teacher Kang, have you identified what kind of golden cores these five immortal sect disciples have?” Since it wasn’t a Golden Core Appreciation Convention that was currently happening on the stage, where participants displayed their golden cores for all to see, others could only infer from the combat’s subtleties. Unfortunately, their limited experience didn’t allow them to discern anything.

Old Teacher Kang’s brow was scrunched up; he also couldn’t deduce much. “As of now, what I can be certain of is that their golden cores are first-grade and rank among the highest echelons.”

Everyone nodded. Nothing else could explain the tremendous combat prowess of these five immortal sect disciples.

“The one named Meng Jingzhou is overflowing with yang energy that soars to the heavens and resembles a blazing sun, dispelling all ghosts before him. He appears to have a Sun Golden Core, or rather, a Pure Yang Golden Core. However, neither should exhibit such intensity. How peculiar—could there be a golden core with yang energy that outshines both the Sun Golden Core and Pure Yang Golden Core?

“As for that female disciple, she moves with the grace of an immortal, exhaling white mist with every breath. Her aura is enduring, and her stamina astonishing, while her bright eyes resemble the first rays of dawn. She appears to have the legendary Genesis Golden Core. Alas, historical records of this golden core are sparse. I dare not make an assertive claim. The younger generation is terrifyingly impressive.”

Old Teacher Kang doubted even the old scholars from the Imperial Capital Academy could decipher much.

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On the stage, Lu Yang retreated repeatedly under Lan Ting and Bai Ming’s coordinated attacks.

“Lu Yang, stop pretending. I know you have a cloning technique.” Bai Ming noticed Lu Yang’s signs of weariness and didn’t dare to let his guard down. Lu Yang’s true ability is way more than what he is letting on now.

It was Lu Yang’s clone that defeated me the last time!

“You didn’t fall for it.” Lu Yang was troubled. He had hoped to lure Bai Ming over and ambush him with his Tree-Planting Mantra.

“Cloning technique?” Lan Ting turned to Lu Yang, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Senior Brother Lu Yang even managed to learn such a technique. As expected of the most gifted spellcaster I know.

Lu Yang produced two Twin Lotus Flower seeds and cast the Tree-Planting Mantra. The lotus flowers bloomed, and Lu Yang and his lotus clone stood on the lotus leaves.

“So what if you have a clone? Can your spiritual consciousness control two people at once?” Bai Ming knew the flaw of the cloning technique. The last time we sparred, Lu Yang’s main body was sitting at the stand, so he could focus on controlling his wooden clone. But it’s different this time. He needs to control two bodies at a time, which places an extremely high demand on his spiritual consciousness

“We’ll just have to test it out.” Lu Yang smiled. I couldn’t do it in the past, but after forming my golden core, my spiritual consciousness has expanded exponentially; no peers at the same realm can outmatch me.

Lu Yang looked at the Qingfeng Sword in his hand. After some thought, he threw it to his lotus flower clone, tasking it with fighting Lan Ting.

“I should forge another sword. Never mind, I’ll think about it another time.” Lu Yang prepared to take on Bai Ming with his bare hands. “Warm-up is over. Time to use the Unbeatable Golden Core... How do I defeat these two people?”

Soon, the Unbeatable Golden Core gave its response.

“Use the Arhat Fist against Bai Ming.”

Lu Yang’s lips widened into a smile.

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