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His Nascent Soul divine sense completely seeped into his dantian. There was a round Golden Core that emitted a golden luster spinning non-stop. Every time it spun, it would collide with the pure Golden Core magic powers that were transforming around it. At the same time, layers of special patterns slowly formed on the surface.

One.

Two.

At this point, eight lines had already condensed on the surface of the Golden Core. However, the spinning did not stop.

Shen Ping had originally thought that this situation meant that he had to forge nine patterns. Therefore, no matter how intense the pain brought by the boiling of the strange beast’s blood was and how he almost fainted during this period, he endured it with all his might and maintained a trace of clarity in his spirit platform.

But as time passed, the magic power that the meridians in his dantian had transformed and absorbed was about to completely transform into the magic power of the Golden Core, but the ninth pattern did not appear for a long time.

Moreover, no matter how the spinning Golden Core collided with the surrounding magic power, there were no patterns on the surface of the Golden Core. The number of core powder jade bottles that requested to be concocted decreased day by day.

Shen Ping could not help but feel anxious. Before Core Formation, he had made sufficient preparations and read many jade slips related to Core Formation. He had also asked Perfected Lord Yu, Li Yin, and some other seniors for advice.

However, the situation he had encountered now was not even recorded in the treasure vault of the True Treasure Pavilion.

This was because as long as the patterns of the Golden Core did not appear again, the Golden Core would definitely stabilize in a short period of time. When it was completely stabilized and the magic power of the Golden Core was completely stabilized, it meant that the Core Formation was successful and one would become a Golden Core Perfected from then on.

However, the Golden Core in Shen Ping’s body kept spinning. “What went wrong?!” He forced himself to remain calm. He thought about the root of the problem.

His Nascent Soul divine sense also seeped into his limbs and bones to check carefully. Although his Golden Core was not stable, his mind did not have to maintain a high concentration like before when he had just formed his Golden Core. It was the only thing he was glad about.

Another half a month passed. More than eight months had passed since he entered the Beast Spirit Pool. There were only two bottles of core powder left.

Which meant, Shen Ping could only last for another 20 days at most. Once there was no core powder to suppress the strange beast’s boiling, the endless pain would definitely make his consciousness collapse.

At the heavy door of the hall, Elder Hui Yue looked at the identity jade token floating in his palm that kept vibrating, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Since ten days ago, the transmission of his jade token had not stopped. Twelve main halls, the high-level elders of each main hall, more than forty hall masters, hall-level elders, and so on.

While he lamented that this Talisman Master Shen was dazzling and attracting attention, he could not help but be secretly speechless.

More than eight months!

Not to mention other natural talents, merely this willpower was sufficient to cause others to exclaim in admiration. After all, the pain caused by the ceaselessly stacking blood of strange beasts was utterly not something an ordinary cultivator could endure.

Of course, what Elder Hui Yue did not know was that Shen Ping could grit his teeth and withstand the overlapping pressure of several Talisman Beast Diagrams. Furthermore, every time he was with Qiu Ying, he would constantly endure the boiling of the strange beast’s blood.

It was precisely because of these temperings that his will was so tenacious.

“Hui Yue.” At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the hall. The one who could make a sound in the Beast Spirit Pool was only the Head Hall Master.

Elder Hui Yue was stunned for a moment before hurriedly bowing. “Greetings, Head Hall Master.”

The gentle voice continued, “My disciple’s divine sense is at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and his will is strong. The core powder he concocted can last for nine months. If it exceeds this limit, his consciousness and mind will not be able to withstand the pain. In order to prevent any accidents, regardless of whether he succeeds in forming the core, you have to open the stone door.” As she spoke, a jade bottle appeared in the air. “There’s a medicinal pill in this bottle. The moment you open the stone door, you have to let him consume the medicinal pill to prevent his foundation from being damaged.”

Elder Hui Yue immediately said respectfully, “Yes, Head Hall Master.”

The gentle voice disappeared. Elder Hui Yue heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although there had never been any accidents in the past when people used the Beast Spirit Pool to form their Golden Cores, the situation this time was different. He had already broken the previous record in more than eight months. It was better to be safe than sorry. If something really happened to Talisman Master Shen, then he, the elder in charge, could not absolve himself of the blame. He looked at the door. “It’s been so long… It’s very likely that the core will reach the ninth pattern!”

Elder Hui Yue was not the only one who thought so. The higher-ups in the main halls and halls of the headquarters also judged that Shen Ping had refined a nine-pattern core. As time passed, more and more members were discussing this matter. Even the upper echelons of the pavilion and boat levels under them had heard of this discussion.

The Nine-Pattern Golden Core was really too rare. There might not be one in the five continents and four seas for tens of thousands of years.

Ten days later, the coldness in his dantian suppressed the boiling blood of the strange beast. Shen Ping’s blurry consciousness returned to clarity. When his divine sense seeped into his dantian and saw the still spinning golden core, a deep sense of helplessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This was the last bottle. If the Golden Core could not be stabilized, his foundation would be damaged. In serious cases, the Golden Core would collapse and his body would be annihilated. But in the face of such an unprecedented situation,

No matter how anxious he was, there was nothing he could do.

However, Shen Ping was not a person who gave up easily. He kept using his divine sense to continue compressing the transformed Golden Core magic powers in his dantian, trying to use the Golden Core magic powers to restrain and stop the Golden Core. However, the transformed Golden Core magic powers were relatively thin. Moreover, it was useless even if he used his divine sense to augment it.

This continued for another eight days..