But so knowledge lacking in level has beco increasingly simple for him, even unable to further improve his level.
At his current level, every small step forward requires an enormous expenditure of Heart Power, and the ratio of gains to effort is becoming increasingly low.
Continuing to forcefully dig deeper under the existing frawork will only yield twice the effort for half the result.
"Almost... it’s ti to prepare for advancent..." Jeming couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
However, unlike cultivators who mainly focus their energy on the cultivation stage, wizards must expend massive Heart Power and resources during advancent.
It is no exaggeration to say that every wizard’s way of advancing is different, but every wizard will exhaust all their current resources before advancing.
Ordinary wizards would go bankrupt just purchasing Plane Origin, even incurring huge debts, but for a wizard like Jeming, it’s easy to purchase.
But a wizard at Jeming’s level could hardly consider such a casual advancent sche.
For example, when Senior Viola advanced, she also spent her entire fortune. For capable wizards, advancing without so elaborate preparation would make it hard to sleep at night!
His gaze swept over the knowledge flow on the screen, still "slowly" scrolling, those technical details that once fascinated him now gave him an unspoken sense of childishness.
He frowned, deciding to multitask by splitting part of his Divine Sense and simultaneously retrieving from his inner space a hefty to with a tal cover comparable in thickness to city wall bricks — "Seventh Level Large Elental Pool: Principles, Structure, Maintenance, and High Tier Application Guide".
While using Spiritual Power to "swipe" the knowledge on the screen as background noise, he truly imrsed himself in that complex, head-aching manual.
No matter what the future plan is, he needs to ensure that his maximum energy source — the Seventh Level Large Elental Pool he purchased at great cost — can perfectly support all his creations and research needs.
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Ti flows silently like water.
Another ten years slipped by in dedicated research and accumulation.
On this day, Jeming had just completed his daily practice of refining his Dao Heart with Red Dust Qi, and slowly smoothed the chaotic thoughts swirling around him, exhaling a long breath of impure air.
At the mont when his mind returned to clarity, his body suddenly paused, and his expression froze.
A mysterious sense erged from deep within his soul, not specific knowledge or power, but a "Spirit Light" that ca naturally and entered upon readiness.
No need to browse any canon from the Great Dao Book Pavilion, nor any outsider’s guidance, a clear insight naturally surfaced in his mind:
The ti has co, he can advance to the Nascent Soul Realm.
No ecstasy, no excitent, only the calm and understanding that cos from long effort and finally seeing signs of harvest.
He stood up, and with steady strides, walked towards the depths of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
There, a chamber long prepared, inscribed with multiple protective and energy-gathering runes awaited.
Entering it, the heavy automatic tal door silently closed, isolating everything from the outside world.
With a thought, the intricate arrays carved on the chamber’s walls, floor, and ceiling lit up one by one, emitting a low hum.
In an instant, the rampant Fire Elent and sulfurous aura in the plane were madly extracted and gathered here.
However, this gathered energy did not directly flood into Jeming’s body, but underwent an essential transformation through the precision of the array.
The elental colors belonging to the Wizard World gradually faded, replaced by a gentler, more lively, and vigorous milky white energy — Spiritual Qi!
This is a force that should not exist under the rules of the Wizard World, unique to the Cultivation Immortality System!
This Transformation Array was precisely the Elental Spirit Conversion Technology that Jeming reverse-engineered by deeply researching the operational principles of his Qi Refining Technique while refining the "Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier" back then.
Although it seems crude compared to the intricate operation of internal cultivation techniques, it is sufficient to create a Spirit Realm suitable for cultivators to break through in this small space.
Feeling the concentration of Spiritual Qi within the chamber steadily rising, each breath filled with refreshing Spiritual chanism.
Jeming could clearly feel the long-dormant Golden Core within him quiver slightly, with cultivation techniques automatically accelerating, giving a joy akin to finding rain after a long drought.
He no longer hesitated and sat cross-legged on the ditation cushion at the center of the chamber, with five hearts facing the sky.
Concentrating inwardly, he adjusted his state — Essence, Qi, and Spirit to an unprecedentedly perfect peak.
Then, with a single thought, the advancent began.
The whole process was unexpectedly smooth, even remarkably plain.
There were no earthshaking anomalies, no heart demon tribulations fraught with dangers, just the continuously flowing, increasingly pure and vast Spiritual Power within him.
And the central Golden Core, which had long been flawless and glowing gold, undergoing an essential transformation.
His accumulated strength was just too abundant.
The polishing at the Golden Core Realm had reached the extre, and his understanding of cultivation techniques and the massive investnt of resources had long flattened the threshold for advancent.
This breakthrough was rely a natural progression, water overflowing when the vessel is full.
Jeming only felt a montary daze of his spirit, unsure of how much ti had passed, perhaps a mont, perhaps eternity.
When he ca back to his senses, under the gaze of his Spiritual Power, at the center of his Dantian’s Sea of Qi, the core of the swirling endless Spiritual Power, a point of pure essence from soul origin and highly condensed spiritual brilliance began to shine.
This point of Spirit Light absorbed imnse Spiritual Power, continuously growing and taking shape, and eventually, a tiny figure, identical in appearance to Jeming himself, slowly solidified!
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