《Rise of the White Dragon 》Chapter 28: Pseudo Core
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That night, Luan was sitting alone in the training room, feeling the energy of Heaven and Earth. He knew it wouldn't be so quick for him to break out of his cultivation and enter the Qi Refining stage, but that didn't mean it was useless to meditate using the Negative White Dragon Transformation Technique.
All the Qi that Luan pulled into himself was almost automatically used to strengthen his body, but he was unable to form a complete circle from it in the center of his body, which was two centimeters below his navel. To successfully enter the Qi Refining stage, he needed to make a full circle, which was when he would enter the Pseudo Core stage which is equivalent to level 1 of the Qi Refining stage. Refining Qi had nine levels and went from 1 to 9.
Luan's eyes narrowed as he manipulated the energy Qi with special attention to the center of his body, trying to form a circle. At this point, the image of a very small white dragon took shape and started trying to form itself into a circle at Luan's command.
Gradually becoming more powerful, the little white dragon spun around the center of Luan's body, trying to create a circle, but whenever it reached halfway, it was forced to return to the beginning, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth was sucked in by Luan's body. After many attempts, Luan managed to increase his strength a little and almost created a half-circle but was unable to break through to the Qi Refining stage.
After having dinner with Ingrid and Cristina, Luan went to his room and slept when he saw that there was no strange movement from the Zing Clan.
*
The following morning, Luan did not start training with the body technique, but with the Negative Transformation White Dragon Technique. This time, he felt the Qi of Heaven and Earth more easily. Gradually, the little white dragon began to create a line of Qi in order to form a circle.
Time passed quickly, it was already close to noon when a vortex formed at the top of Luan's head and was sucked into his body, going towards the center of his body. Once he gathered Qi in the center of his body, the little white dragon, with great effort, finished forming a circle!
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*Boom!*
Luan could only hear a sound inside him that sounded like a dragon's roar. His whole body cracked violently and suddenly darkened fresh blood was shot from his mouth.
At that time the vast energy had grown and broken the barriers, flooding Luan's body with Qi. Luan was meticulously controlling the flow of energy, because after a disruption, using Qi on his Pseudo Core could cause injuries if not done carefully.
Just by breaking through and successfully entering Level 1 of the Qi Refining Stage, Luan became almost 40 times stronger than an ordinary man when using the Pseudo Core Qi.
Luan's oppressive aura made Cristina and Ingrid, who were in the training room, look at him in amazement. They were forced to stop meditating and move away from him so that they would not be affected. Although they were concerned that he had vomited blood, seeing that the color of the blood was dark, almost the same color as the impurity, they decided to wait.
Half an hour later, Luan opened his eyes and blew out a breath of hot air. His body was hot, almost burning. He urgently needed to take a cold shower.
"Luan, how are you?" Ingrid, who saw him open his eyes, asked with concern.
"I'm fine, just... Mm, I'll explain later. I need to take a shower first," Luan told her and left. He didn't have time to explain, since he wanted to bathe before and the explanation was a little long.
Despite their lack of understanding, Ingrid and Cristina waited for him in the living room, patiently.
In the bathroom, Luan started taking a shower shortly after he vomited dark blood again. His skin tone turned red, but he gradually recovered and became full of vitality. Within his body, the Pseudo Core was in constant rotation; if Luan wanted to use Qi, he would only need to direct the Qi to the desired location. If his meridians were clean and the Core was connected to the fully formed one, it would be even easier and faster for him to control Qi.
In the palm of his hand, Luan created a small ball of flames. Even with the water falling on his hand, it was not able to put out the flames. Of course, the amount of water coming out of the shower was not very large, so it was easy for him to keep the flame burning under the shower.
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Making the fireball disappear, the circle on his body, which lost 1% of Qi, continued to spin, refining the Qi of Heaven and Earth, recuperating the lost Qi.
While Luan bathed, Cristina told Ingrid everything that happened to her and talked about the Zing Clan. From beginning to end, Ingrid didn't say a word, but she felt like crying as she hugged Cristina, which took Cristina by surprise.
"I believe Luan will..." Ingrid didn't even need to complete her statement for Cristina to understand what she meant - that Luan would turn the Zing Clan into a river of blood.
"It's not that I care, but I believe that like me, there are people in the Zing Clan who don't know about it." Cristina said what she thought. "I don't think they are all guilty."
"Do not worry." Luan entered the room. "I don't intend to drag innocent people into this. Furthermore, if there is killing, it will only be those that the police have difficulty dealing with: the main leaders of the Zing Clan. I am almost ready to deal with them."
When Luan entered the room, Ingrid looked at him, her breathing quickened uncontrollably. If Luan was handsome before, he was now even more handsome and had a seductive and dominant aura emanating from him.
"This is good." Cristina blinked her innocent eyes and said, "It seems, Master, you have become more handsome."
"Mm, this is because I have had some advances in cultivating and it has helped to nourish my skin, making it more handsome," Luan explained.
"I understand. Will I also be more beautiful if I continue to strengthen myself?" Cristina, who always felt ugly, was pleased with the idea of becoming more beautiful.
"Yes, of course." Luan gave a direct answer. Although he didn't say much, it was almost enough to make Cristina jump with joy and want to dedicate herself even more to training. After all, even though she was young, she wanted to be beautiful.
"Luan, are you going out?" Ingrid asked him, seeing that the clothes Luan had on were different from the clothes he usually wore at home, wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and black sneakers.
"Yes, I will try to find medicinal herbs to create pills," Luan replied.
"I see, good luck," Ingrid said, smiling with slightly pink cheeks.
"Thanks," Luan smiled.
*
Luan walked along beaches and mountains until the day got dark. Only when it was close to 19:00 at night did he decide to return.
"Although not a lot, I got medicinal herbs that were missing for some pills," Luan told himself. There were many herbs that, although easy to find, were not treated as valuable today, and these were basically the things that Luan found.
However, unfortunately, he couldn't find what he wanted most, which was at least 10 year old Ginseng herb. 'Will it be that I am going to have to cultivate on my own and grow old with those techniques?'
Luan needed this Ginseng herb to be able to create the Water Pill. Depending on the quality of this pill, it could clean up 40% of the impurity of a person's body. Of course, the stronger the person, the more difficult it was to clean the impurity.
Of course, with Luan's current strength, he believed that at most he would be able to create a Mid Grade Water Pill.
Pills were separated by 6 degrees: Low, Mid, High, Superior, Earth, and Heaven.
Low: 90% Impurities
Mid: 80% Impurities
High: 60% Impurities
Superior: 30% Impurities
Earth: 10% Impurities
Heaven: 0% Impurities
Arriving at the suite, Luan stored what he was able to find and started training with body technique.
After finishing training, Luan had dinner with Ingrid and Cristina and returned to the training room to create Qi Collection Pills. The more pills he had and the purer they were, the better. Those that came out with low quality, he intended to sell on the website he was creating.
Luan's goal was to create pills of Superior Grade or even Earth. If he manages to do that, it would be even easier to help his mother and sister get stronger, even Ingrid and Cristina for that matter.
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- Drop some power stone, please S2
{Edited by: Azurtha}
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