Chapter 945: Chapter 10 Core Formation_2

“No, the team leader can do it,” Lin Ning said seriously, “He definitely can.”

“Alright, alright, alright,” Liu Longtao spread his hands and asked, “Then tell me, what is he trying to do right now?”

Four of Lu Country’s top sword immortals stared at the live broadcast screen, and for a moment, none of them could make a guess–it can’t be that he’s trying to drain the tribulation thunder of electricity, right?

Lin Ning was silent, lost in thought. Rationality told her that the team leader was already on the edge of life and death, while her emotions made her believe that the team leader still had a life-saving move left, but what could it be?

“It’s about changing positions, you fool!” Jing Zhongxian’s voice rang out in her mind.

“Changing positions?” Lin Ning unconsciously repeated.

Everyone turned to look at her simultaneously.

“Changing positions?” Li Minghu instinctively repeated, and his expression suddenly changed.

“Could it be…” Mei Yingxue drew in a deep breath of cold air, her face showing an expression of disbelief.

“What does that mean?” Among the four sword immortals, only Liu Longtao had not yet caught on, and along with the non-sword immortals like those from Yun Jin, everyone was thoroughly confused, “What does ‘changing positions’ mean? How do you change them?”

“It’s just changing positions!” Li Minghu had an epiphany, as if enlightenment had struck him, and he excitedly exclaimed, “The direction of movement of each tribulation thunder is always locked on to Yan Yu himself! That is to say, even if the absolute speed of the tribulation thunder is entirely consistent, the variation in their positions leads to different directions of movement and, hence, different velocities along each axis when orthogonally decomposed! By using this, you can use your own positioning to adjust their positions!”

“Uh…” Liu Longtao was even more confused, just as he was about to speak, he heard Mei Yingxue incredulously ask:

“Can he adjust the position with more than two hundred moving targets?”

“Yes, he can,” Lin Ning took over from Li Minghu and said seriously, “It doesn’t need to be lined up in a straight line, just within a small angle in a fan-shaped plane will do.”

As soon as her voice fell, everyone once again turned to look at the screen and saw Yan Yu, who had been in sword flight, suddenly stop.

He hovered in midair at that moment, his hands already forming a spell, with the golden lightning tribulation thunder still targeting him below, not only extremely close to each other but also with no deviation to the left or right, all the tribulation thunders perfectly positioned on a fan-shaped surface about 25 degrees in angle.

Behind Yan Yu, Puppet Azhen, who was lying on his back, poked out its head, and its mouth had already shot out a gold-red beam.

Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire!

This was probably the most modest Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire in history, the golden-red thread hadn’t even hit the limit of the spell’s range before Puppet Azhen had begun to shake its head.

To be more precise, it was just a very slight tilt of the head with a rotation angle of less than thirty degrees, and the spell lasted only for a fraction of a second; the golden thread swept over and then completely extinguished.

The next second, all the tribulation thunders began to explode one after another!

More than two hundred golden lightning tribulation thunders, without exception, without a single miss, were precisely hit, sliced open, and detonated by this strike of Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire!

The dense explosions generated a vast amount of fierce winds, carrying flames surging in all directions. Yan Yu was too close at this time, with no chance to evade, so he could only divert the Huangting Kunwu Sword in front of him to block, and then he was hit head-on by the shockwave like a cannonball, instantly losing control and shooting out.

But the tribulation clouds did not move with him. They faded rapidly in the air, receding and dissipating, revealing the gentle sunlight of the late afternoon.

In the command center, all the cultivators rushed out without hesitation, except for Mei Yingxue, who needed to stay and could not leave her post.

Lin Ning’s speed was still the fastest; she was the first to rush to the end of the corridor, jump out the window, take off with Sword Control, merge with her sword as one toward the peak of Sky Pillar Peak, her Divine Sense instantly scanned the top of the torch-burnt, desolate Sky Pillar Peak, then without any hesitation, she continued to rush northward.

She arrived at the Danjiangkou Reservoir, began to lower her altitude close to the surface of the lake, her Divine Sense constantly scanning the surrounding waters.

Found it!

Lin Ning quickly descended with her sword light and saw Yan Yu floating on the surface with his back upwards. She hurriedly enveloped him with her sword light, then flew back to the shore to lay him down on the ground, and took out an Elixir Medicine from her body, anxiously stuffing it into his mouth:

“Team leader! Are you still alive? Take the medicine… are you okay? Open your mouth!”

But no matter how she persuaded him, Yan Yu always clenched his teeth tightly and refused to relent.

“Captain!” Lin Ning couldn’t help but tear up, thinking that if the captain died in the final moment of Crossing Tribulation… she didn’t even dare to consider such a possibility.

“I don’t have the strength to take the medicine.” Yan Yu, soaked all over, still had his eyes closed when he suddenly spoke weakly, “I need Ningning to feed me mouth to mouth.”

Lin Ning was stunned for a moment, a surge of uncontrollable ecstasy welled up in her heart, which soon turned into a tinge of bashful indignation.

She bit her lower lip slightly, snorted coldly from her nose as if expressing her disgust and discontent, and then held the Elixir Medicine between her lips, not caring about the water and mud on Yan Yu’s face, and simply leaned down lightly.

By the time others arrived nearby, they saw Lin Ning carrying Yan Yu on her back, walking out of the reeds by the lake.

“The captain is fine!” She exclaimed excitedly to everyone, her face beaming with the most earnest, pure smile, “The captain has successfully formed his Golden Core!”

The crowd quickly landed their sword lights, enclosing Yan Yu and Lin Ning in the center. Soon, the lively sounds of congratulations and laughter began to rise.

When the news reached the Wudang Mountain base, Mei Yingxue finally showed a smile, congratulated Yan Yu on a successful Core Formation over the phone, then quickly picked up a call from Pingjing:

“Yes.”

“Yan Yu personally confirms that he has formed his Golden Core.”

“We haven’t checked the specific injuries yet, we will arrange for it as soon as possible.”

“Yes, the preparation was not sufficient enough, and Yan Yu’s situation is also quite unique… Of course, we will pay close attention to his advice.”

“I suggest letting him rest for the next few days.”

After finishing the communication with Pingjing, Mei Yingxue slowly exhaled a sigh of relief.

Looking at the screen showing Yan Yu being surrounded by everyone, and Zhao Yuanzhen, who kept poking his stomach and clamoring, “Let me see if there’s any change in you,” Mei Yingxue couldn’t help but smile, then turned off the live drone feed.

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The news of Yan Yu’s Core Formation quickly spread throughout Lu Country.

Various television stations scrambled to interrupt regular programming with breaking news, and the topic also shot to the top of the trending searches. The second-ranking hot search was “What is Core Formation,” clearly the people knew it was a good thing, but few fully understood what was so good about it.

In the Military Mansion courtyard of Lin’an City, Jiangnan Province, Yan Yu’s father, wearing presbyopic glasses, held up his phone, explaining to his wife:

“Core Formation is the condensation of liquid True Yuan into solid form, which massively boosts one’s strength. It says here that Golden Core Cultivators can spew their Golden Cores to strike others, and can even destroy Flying Sword Magic Treasures…”

“Dad!” His sister Yan Jing took a glance and called out, “That’s from a fantasy novel!”

“What’s wrong with a fantasy novel?” Father Yan retorted, puffing up his beard, “Aren’t the materials for fantasy novels taken from real Taoist scriptures?”

“It’s better to ask brother myself…” Just as Yan Jing was about to make a call, her mother snatched the phone away:

“Don’t bother him just yet! What if he’s busy with something? Wait for him to call back himself!”

Mother Yan’s prediction was not wrong. As Lu Country’s first Golden Core Cultivator, Yan Yu was currently receiving the highest level of medical examination… as well as data collection.

“This is really interesting.” Mei Yingxue looked at the report and said, “From Foundation Establishment Realm to Golden Core Realm, your physical fitness actually hasn’t increased by much, it’s even less than the improvement in your physique after Marrow Cleansing. But the activity of your nerves has been greatly enhanced, with almost a 70% expansion in your spinal nerve bundles alone. Also, your Dantian, which was originally just a swirling vortex in front of the intestine three inches below the navel, has now differentiated into a genuine organ.”

“It has to be an organ.” Yan Yu stated matter-of-factly, “Otherwise, where would my Golden Core be placed?”

“Top-grade Golden Core…” Mei Yingxue mused for a moment, then admired, “I really didn’t expect that with your cultivation talent, you would actually be able to form a top-grade Golden Core.”

“Listening to you, I don’t know whether to be happy or angry.” Yan Yu laughed heartily.