All things in the world have Spiritual Qi; rain does, snow does, even a seemingly insignificant grain of sand does. It’s just some possess more or less.

Snow is water, and while water contains Spiritual Qi, it’s exceedingly subtle, making its refinement a bothersome task, so no one bothers to refine it.

This is clearly a thankless endeavor.

But Lin Tian, he actually managed to refine those snowflakes, integrating them into his body.

This...

Truth be told, Shuqing, Mingqing, and Wang Sijing, they really didn’t know what to say to this freak; isn’t this a bit too perverse?

Even if you absorbed the Spiritual Qi in the snow, shouldn’t there still be some snow left? And yet the entire snow pile looks like an eggshell; is this guy indulging in some sort of artistic pursuit?

"Mr. Wang... won’t your personal garments be refined too?" Shuqing incredulously asked.

If even clothes are refined away, this is somewhat absurd... He’s not a recycling center.

Lin Tian thought for a moment and laughed: "Well, no, I had some realizations; my Golden Core heated up, and it melted most of my trousers and the surrounding snow."

"Haha, looks like you’d really fit in as a monk." Mingqing chuckled.

Lin Tian immediately rolled his eyes at the bald old man; was he trying to brainwash him?

"Amitabha Buddha. To understand on this Bodhi platform within three days, Mingqing was right; by wisdom, the direct disciple predestined to escape into monastic life." Shuqing stated.

Lin Tian straightened his back and asked, "Three days, is that short?"

"Yes, short. Look at Qiyi, who has been sitting here for half a month yet hasn’t emerged from meditation. Comparing with him, the gap is immediately apparent."

Lin Tian shook his head, "Qiyi is still young and doesn’t understand much yet. At his age to enter meditation is truly deserving of inheriting Master Shu Xuanyi’s mantle. Besides, everyone’s insights are different, so this time cannot be generalized."

Mingqing’s mouth carried a slight smile as he asked, "Has the direct disciple realized something?"

Lin Tian softly replied, "Seeing mountain is mountain, seeing cloud is cloud."

During previous realizations, Lin Tian had already wandered beyond the heavens, saw the seasons ebb and flow, observed the transformation of time, and watched the green mountains age.

Each cycle was a life, with its joyous sorrows, its sweet and sour.

And yet clouds were the most volatile — sometimes dull and trivial, at other times dazzling with lightning, or occasionally rolling up tidal waves as if seeking to engulf the central peaks.

Lin Tian doesn’t know how long he cycled through, but eventually, as the green mountains aged and winds scattered the clouds.

No matter how things change, the mountain remains, unaging Buddha lighting timeless; the clouds forever surge tumultuous.

This was the original intent, the true essence; everything could change, only the original heart cannot.

Lin Tian didn’t know what others realized from this cloud and mountain, but he felt deeply understood.

Moreover, these insights aligned perfectly with the Heart Method from the Tyrant Emperor’s Record, and the resulting effect was a colossal transformation within Lin Tian’s Golden Core.

The Golden Core resembled a steep peak, while Spiritual Qi within the Sea of Qi flowed like surging clouds.

When the Spiritual Qi of tremendous force collided with the Golden Core, numerous dazzling lightning bolts emerged, followed by cracks resembling volcanic eruptions releasing countless scorching radiances.

The entire Golden Core first glowed and heated up as if it was red-hot iron, scorching through the body and consciousness, leaving Lin Tian numb.

He even thought he was already dead, because only the dead feel no pain.

At that moment, he somewhat regretted, knowing this Golden Core was a ticking time bomb, threatening to shatter him to pieces at any moment.

But when the pain vanished, what he felt was a pleasure bursting forth from his very bones, for the Golden Core was truly integrated with him.

It was a sensation of harmonious fusion; from that moment, the Golden Core belonged entirely to Lin Tian, truly controllable.

Yet, he hadn’t broken through to the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir, but Lin Tian found himself rather satisfied.

The Middle Stage of Golden Elixir was in the bag, only awaiting the right time.

The Golden Core was Lin Tian’s most cherished asset, now resolved, allowing for peace of mind.

"Seeing mountain is mountain, seeing cloud is cloud."

Mingqing murmured and eventually burst into laughter: "Interesting, so interesting."

Shuqing’s face also wore a gentle smile, saying: "With remarkable fortune, considerable benefits are gained, this trip has been worthwhile."

Only Lin Tian knew, was this merely remarkable fortune? This was practically a pie falling from the sky.

"Thank you." Lin Tian grinned broadly, looking absolutely smug.

Wang Sijing stood aside, silently watching the scene, feeling entirely jealous and sour.

Why? This brat, he’s favored by heaven, while she reaps no rewards?

Wang Sijing could sense now that Lin Tian was a world apart from three days ago.

"Hey, you female wolf. Even if my physique is way better than your fiancé’s, you don’t have to stare at me like that, are you that desperate?" Lin Tian glanced at Wang Sijing; since they’re rivals, Lin Tian wouldn’t miss any chance to sicken her.

As he spoke, Lin Tian looked around, noticing the simpleton Zhou Chenghang had already departed, presumably unable to flaunt and finally chickening out.

"You!" Wang Sijing pointed at Lin Tian with her slender finger, a seemingly ordinary gesture but extremely dangerous, for it pointed at the head.

If he were just an ordinary person, Wang Sijing had hundreds of ways to kill him, but sadly, she wasn’t his match.

"Both direct disciples, this place is pure and tranquil; whether you’re ’driving’ or seeking revenge, perhaps at least wait until you’re off the Five Pure Mountains?" Ming Xuanyi Master laughed.

Despite being over a hundred years old, this guy’s quite trendy, and rather sly. Off the Five Pure Mountains, Wang Sijing wouldn’t dare truly clash with Lin Tian... she’d undoubtedly end up dead.

"Mr. Wang, several groups from the Wang Family have already come to take you back, waiting in front of the Great Hero Hall for two days and nights."

Mingqing didn’t elaborate, but Wang Sijing understood clearly; this was a clear eviction.

Although the Five Pure Ones Temple has no explicit rules, all pilgrims are prohibited from lodging here, especially Wang Sijing, a woman.

Suddenly, Lin Tian laughed: "I’ll stay here for two more days before leaving. There are still matters to settle."