Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 1258 - 655: News of the Spirit Stone Mine Vein

Jinfeng Nation, in the Liang Family territory at Hongyan Mountain.

In the secret chamber of a certain cave mansion, Lin Tianming sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, focusing on adjusting his state through cultivation techniques.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Tianming finally opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance glinting across the corner of his gaze.

After spending half a day fine-tuning his condition, Lin Tianming was now in peak form.

Next, he planned to follow his schedule to consume the Bixue Fruit and attempt to refine it, aiming to enhance his physical body to potentially reach the level of a Third Order Late Stage Demonic Beast.

If successful, with his robust body alone, even without relying on his Immortal Path cultivation, the attacks from ordinary Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators would hardly pose a threat to him.

In fact, it was even possible that he could directly withstand the attacks of cultivators at the same stage barehanded.

Combining such strength with his Immortal Path cultivation, Lin Tianming estimated that he would have nearly no rivals within the Golden Core Stage.

Unless it was one of those super-geniuses from the major sects, who had cultivated top-tier techniques and wielded exceptional magical treasures.

Besides this, they would also need extensive combat experience and cultivation on par with Lin Tianming to stand a chance of defeating him head-on.

Otherwise, he virtually stood in an invincible position. freewebnøvel.com

But this dominance was limited to the Golden Core Stage Cultivators and did not extend beyond it.

Yet even now, Lin Tianming had an uncanny feeling that he could hold his own against a Nascent Soul Stage Expert.

While defeating a Nascent Soul Cultivator head-on might be improbable, lasting through a few rounds should not be an issue.

Such confidence stemmed from Lin Tianming’s numerous trials in real combat, having survived countless life-and-death situations.

Although he had never engaged a Nascent Soul Stage Expert in battle nor seen one in person, he was well aware of the gap between their abilities.

However, since his Early Stage Golden Core days, he had dueled with Late Stage Golden Core cultivators. As his cultivation steadily progressed, the opponents he faced grew ever stronger.

Up to now, he often fought across levels, and common Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators stood no real chance of threatening his life.

Previously, Li Wenhai and Xie Changyang had both corroborated his strength in battle.

It was well known that the two of them were unparalleled experts in the Jin Feng Country Cultivation World. Their abilities ranked among the finest even in neighboring nations.

Yet even so, during their duels with him, Xie Changyang and Li Wenhai never managed to gain the upper hand. Till the moment of their death, they had remained utterly passive.

Not only that, but Lin Tianming had slain the two of them in quick succession—so efficiently that he still had surplus True Essence Mana to pursue and kill Wu Chengfeng afterward.

Furthermore, at the time, Lin Tianming had not even resorted to his trump cards, nor had he been pushed to desperation.

It could be said that in slaying Li Wenhai and Xie Changyang, Lin Tianming had only used sixty to seventy percent of his total strength.

Even so, Lin Tianming had required minimal effort to eliminate these two renowned experts within a short time.

By this logic, if Lin Tianming were to exert his full power in a desperate battle, he might indeed pose a significant threat to a Nascent Soul Stage Expert.

And if his enemies acted carelessly or underestimated him, Lin Tianming’s calculated, full-force strike could very well end a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s life.

This was the foundation of Lin Tianming’s confidence.

Nonetheless, Lin Tianming was never blindly arrogant. His consistent humility and awareness reminded him that no Nascent Soul Cultivator was a fool.

Moreover, to have reached the Nascent Soul Stage, any such expert had endured centuries of grueling cultivation, forging themselves into shrewd and cunning individuals.

If a Nascent Soul Cultivator were to face him—a Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator—just by exercising a tad more caution, they essentially secured an unassailable position.

On the other hand, if Lin Tianming made even the smallest mistake, death would be his only outcome.

This disparity represented the inherent gap between Golden Core Cultivators and Nascent Soul Cultivators.

After all, a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s higher cultivation and incomparable strength meant that even a slight mishap against a weaker opponent like a Golden Core Cultivator was unlikely to be fatal, allowing for recovery opportunities.

Conversely, in a battle between Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators, the former could afford no margin for error.

Failing to execute every action to perfection left no room for even dreaming of contending against a Nascent Soul Cultivator—or surviving such an encounter.

Understanding this, Lin Tianming’s determination to enhance his physical endurance was only further deepened.

Only by advancing his physique to match the strength of a Third Order Late Stage Demonic Beast could his power truly ascend.

With this, along with the myriad forces of his Immortal Path cultivation, he would finally possess the qualifications to engage a Nascent Soul Cultivator in battle.

Otherwise, even if he unleashed every method at his disposal, it was doubtful he’d pose much of a threat to a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Tianming wasted no more time.

Thus, Lin Tianming swiftly retrieved the Bixue Fruit and examined it in his hand.

Following his gaze, one could see the Bixue Fruit was completely crimson, its surface glistening like crystal with intricate patterns etched across it.

The moment the Bixue Fruit was brought out, a unique fragrance immediately began wafting through the air.

Just taking one whiff, Lin Tianming instantly felt his Qi-Blood circulate rapidly, with a surge of blood flow roiling throughout his body.