The thirteenth day.

Jiang Man felt his Cultivation being dissolved, bit by bit.

The power in his body merged into his physical form through the Foundation Establishment Qi.

As his Realm vanished, his body’s perception of power, contrary to expectation, grew ever more sensitive.

His flesh and blood, his perception of Spiritual Qi, and the resilience of his Spirit were all tempered and enhanced.

It was as if he had been reborn.

When his Cultivation had completely dispersed, Jiang Man awoke.

He felt as though he had no Realm, yet he understood that he had already reached Foundation Establishment.

His body was in an entirely new state, capable of bearing even greater power.

In that moment, Jiang Man suddenly began to understand what Foundation Establishment was, and what it meant to advance one’s Realm.

It was a fundamental improvement of the body, which then allowed it to contain more Spiritual Qi, vital energy, and Spirit.

This improvement was all-encompassing; it was impossible to enhance just one aspect alone.

They were all mutually reinforcing.

Each aspect had its lower and upper limits.

Jiang Man stood at the cliff’s edge, looking down at the dwindling mist below. He knew there was still one last group of people who had yet to advance.

They were probably all fighting for the Foundation Establishment Qi.

He also became aware of his own situation.

He was about to be teleported out.

However, Jiang Man tested himself and found that he couldn’t quite comprehend his current Realm.

It seemed he couldn’t mobilize any Spiritual Qi.

But his actual combat strength was far greater than before—and not just by a little.

He could still use his Magic Skills.

It must be that his body itself now possessed this ability.

He had a feeling that even if he lost all his Cultivation, he would remain in this current state.

’I wonder if the "complete loss of Cultivation" from my Fate Chart would revert my body back to its previous state,’ he thought.

Jiang Man wasn’t sure, and he had no intention of finding out.

’Reaching Foundation Establishment just a dozen or so days after entry... I wonder what Old Huang would think if he knew.’

Shaking his head, Jiang Man felt it was a pity.

He couldn’t share the joy of being an Unparalleled Celestial Pride.

He’d share it with them when he reported in.

He had no plans to report in secret. The more outstanding he appeared, the more treasures he could access and the more Spiritual Source he could earn.

At the very least, it would be easier to borrow.

Immediately after, Jiang Man leaped up and jumped into the Innate Profound Yellow Cauldron.

Once inside, he didn’t sense the slightest bit of mist. It was completely empty.

DONG!

A crisp sound rang out, like striking metal.

Even during the day, it was as dark as night inside.

Fortunately, his night vision had improved considerably after Foundation Establishment, so he could just barely make some things out.

However, the cauldron was rejecting him, so he couldn’t stay for long.

Soon, he felt the envelope.

With another leap, he jumped out of the Innate Profound Yellow Cauldron.

He landed back on the ground.

Jiang Man now held an old letter. The writing on it had faded significantly, but the words were still legible: "For the personal attention of Xiang Tianlin."

The envelope was still sealed. It was impossible to know if the messenger had thrown it in, or if the sender had.

Besides, who was this Xiang Tianlin?

’An ordinary person wouldn’t be worth mentioning. So, for this person to be worth mentioning, does that mean he’s exceptionally strong?’

Jiang Man wasn’t sure.

After all, the main subject this time was the Innate Profound Yellow Cauldron.

This person was just an aside.

After a moment of thought, Jiang Man directly resonated with the Celestial Mirror Hundred Books to see if this letter was worth mentioning.

Soon, the book’s pages stopped at the final one.

Words slowly manifested.

[What garbage.]

Jiang Man shrugged.

It seemed the letter wasn’t worth mentioning after all.

It had just been riding on the coattails of the Innate Profound Yellow Cauldron.

Putting the envelope away, Jiang Man looked at the cauldron with some curiosity.

After the great reign of the Immortal Sects began, Foundation Establishment became completely different from how it was in the past.

Today, the Wuyun Sect, one of the Three Major Sects under the Immortal Sects’ rule, possessed such a Divine Cauldron. Did the other Major Sects have one too?

And what about the Sects under the rule of other Immortal Sects? Did they also possess such treasures?

’If they all have them, then it might not be that hard to max out the Celestial Mirror Hundred Books.’

Jiang Man felt a sense of anticipation.

When he got the chance, he’d ask the Old Yellow Ox.

Now that he had succeeded in his Foundation Establishment, he needed to go back and ask about a Cultivation Skill.

His Fate Chart required him to advance the Nascent Condensation Skill to the Ninth Layer within three hundred days. He had about twenty days left.

As long as there were no delays, he would make it in time.

While waiting to be teleported away, Jiang Man saw Ye Wenxiu appear on the mountain peak.

He seemed to have been pursued up the mountain.

He was panting heavily.

Just as he arrived, he spotted Jiang Man.

Initially on guard, he relaxed with a sigh of relief. "So you’re here. Haven’t you reached Foundation Establishment yet? There isn’t much time left. However, if you’re willing, you can accept my employment.

"The people chasing me will be here any second. Help me hold them off for a while.

"I need this time to recover, then I’ll immediately attempt Foundation Establishment.

"I know it’s not exactly fair to you, but you can try to name your price.

"If it’s reasonable, I can agree to it.

"Judging by the level of your Promotion Skill, you probably have no hope of reaching Foundation Establishment.

"So, earning a little something here would be a good outcome for you.

"I have to admit, you’ve shown up at the exact moment I desperately need help, so I’m willing to pay you a premium."

Jiang Man looked at Ye Wenxiu and shook his head slightly. "It’s too late."

"What do you mean?" Ye Wenxiu asked, confused.

"I’m about to leave." Jiang Man lamented internally. He had just missed out on at least ten thousand Spiritual Source.

Maybe even twenty thousand.

This Young Master Ye really was loaded.

Unfortunately, it seemed they were fated to meet but not to be.

"Leave? To where?" Ye Wenxiu asked subconsciously.

’He can reach Foundation Establishment here, too. There’s no need to leave,’ he thought.

Jiang Man calculated the time and said, "I’ve succeeded in my Foundation Establishment, so I have to leave. The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is almost up."

Hearing this, Ye Wenxiu froze, unable to process Jiang Man’s words.

’Foundation Establishment?’

’Who is he trying to fool?’

’His Promotion Skill wasn’t even sufficient when he entered. How could he have made it sufficient in just ten-odd days? And then spend another two or three days traveling and completing his Foundation Establishment?’

But he had seen the other party’s Promotion Skill, and its level had indeed seemed low.

However, before he could voice his doubt, a faint light began to appear around Jiang Man’s body.

It was the sign that the Teleportation Array was about to send someone away.