CHAPTER 959: CHAPTER 939: FOUNDATION ESTABLISHMENT IN THE CHAOS REALM

"Where is this place?" Luo Qianqian looked around suspiciously. He remembered marveling at the comfortable wooden house just moments ago, so why was he now in an empty place?

It’s not the kind of emptiness you find in empty rooms or empty buildings with boundaries, but boundless and limitless, with nothing in sight except a void, even underfoot, there’s no tangible ground.

"Did I turn off the lights again?" Luo Qianqian recalled the organization events with a face full of confusion.

But back then, it was pitch black; now, there’s light.

There was nothing beneath her feet, making her afraid to move, fearing a wrong step would mean game over.

However, everything was not static, as she soon spotted a slightly murky area in front, unlike the previous nothingness.

Luo Qianqian instinctively took a step back but didn’t fall, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief as her subconscious actions had brought her heart back down from her throat.

She watched the murky area slowly grow bigger, turning from void into something solid, eventually forming an irregular spherical shape.

The center of the sphere seemed solid, but there was still murkiness floating around it.

Luo Qianqian suddenly had a feeling: "Is this Chaos?"

The surrounding environment suddenly vanished because of Luo Qianqian’s words.

She found herself by a serene lakeside, where willows gently swayed with no wind, and an elder sat by the lake, holding a tree branch.

If one were to say Jiang Taigong fishes with willing participants, at least there was a fishing rod, right? Not only a rod but also a line and a hook.

But now, it was clearly just a tree branch, a crooked branch at that.

"Old sir, you are..." Luo Qianqian felt a bit uneasy but still approached the elder, speaking softly.

"You have come," the elder said without even opening his eyes.

In the next second, Luo Qianqian turned around immediately. Looking left and right without seeing anyone, she hesitantly asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else could it be? Do you think this Chaos Realm is accessible by ordinary people?" The elder opened his eyes, looking at the girl in front of him: "So hasty in the previous life, wasn’t it?" He said out of nowhere.

Luo Qianqian looked utterly confused, but still remained silent, quietly observing everything.

"I don’t have much time left. This is all I can give you." The elder said with a kind smile, beckoning from the air, dropping a round stone into Luo Qianqian’s hand.

"This stone..."

"It’s an egg!"

"For eating?"

"It can’t be eaten!"

"Then what’s it for?"

"For nurturing!"

Looking at the surface, full of bumps and difficult to tell that the entity was an egg, Luo Qianqian looked at the elder with confusion: "Is this a spiritual solace? Because nurturing a stone means not worrying about its life and death?"

The elder’s temple throbbed uncontrollably, wondering if this child was truly the chosen descendant.

Why did he have the urge to open her head and see if it was filled with water?

"This is an egg! It’s an egg!"

"Alright, whatever you say." Luo Qianqian said obediently but was firmly convinced this was a stone in her eyes.

The elder took a deep breath before reverting to his previously profound demeanor.

Have I talked to people too infrequently? The elder was full of doubts.

"So... how do I go back?" Luo Qianqian looked around: "Do you know how to get back to... hmm, a mountain summit?"

It certainly didn’t look like a mountain summit here, nor anything resembling a wooden house.

"You want to go back?" The elder chuckled for no reason.

Luo Qianqian nodded determinedly: "I must return."

"Then you should establish a foundation." The elder glanced at the scars on Luo Qianqian’s face with disdain: "Truly an eyesore."

Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched: "Could you not make it sound like boiling cabbage? Not that I don’t have boiled eggs; even if I do..."

"I have fried eggs, do you want some?"

"Foundation Building Pill!!!" Luo Qianqian looked exasperated; why did she feel like she was playing the lute to a cow with this person?

The next second, she watched the elder produce a pile of bottles, tossing them to the ground: "This stuff isn’t even tastier than boiled eggs, take it."

The White Jade Bottle had traditional labels: Foundation Building Pill.

Luo Qianqian stared at the White Jade Bottle, mouth agape; these three big characters made her doubt she was still dreaming.

"Only after Foundation Establishment can the ring recognize its owner." The elder glanced at Luo Qianqian, continuing to watch the tranquil lake.

Luo Qianqian nodded in understanding, now having no solution other than getting to it directly, sitting on the ground with legs crossed.

First Level, Second Level, Third Level.

Fourth Level, Fifth Level, Sixth Level.

Seventh Level, Eighth Level, Ninth Level.

As if there were no barriers, spiritual power flowing continually, Luo Qianqian effortlessly circulated the cultivation technique’s ten levels, elevating her cultivation level to Great Perfection, filled with disbelief.

She opened her eyes, staring shocked at the elder’s back.

The elder shrugged slightly, not turning as he said, "Why are you looking at me? Keep going."

Luo Qianqian swallowed hard, carefully reading the Foundation Establishment Chapter’s complete book in her mind.

Though not exactly verbatim, she was confident in her understanding, as she opened the Foundation Building Pill’s Jade Vase, extracting the round elixir saturated with spiritual energy, taking a deep breath.

She placed it into her mouth, intending to chew it twice if the taste was too awful before swallowing, but was caught off guard when the pill turned into a warm stream, flowing into her abdomen upon entering her mouth.

Luo Qianqian didn’t dwell on it, just as the book said, compressing the qi repeatedly within her dantian, thanks to the ten-level accumulation, her dantian was now overflowing with qi.

And with persistent compression, the qi’s color kept deepening as if soon to rebound.

At that moment, a crack sounded, and the continually compressed qi the size of a fingertip cracked open, dissipating rather than staying in Luo Qianqian’s dantian.

Luo Qianqian looked incredulously at the cyclone, small and resembling a tornado, hovering quietly within her dantian.

Even in its small state, she could perceive immense power, far stronger than the compressed qi block previously.

Luo Qianqian withdrew her strength, looking down with bewilderment only to find her attire thoroughly soaked.

Meanwhile, in Luo Qianqian’s residence’s courtyard, waves began dispersing outward, making Tang Tianyi stand at the door, his expression shifting.

The sky was completely dark now, leaving just twinkling stars.

Jiang Yunji also arrived at the courtyard entrance, sensing the qi movements and smiling: "Didn’t expect her to be more spiritual than I thought, only a little more than a day’s time."

"Where has she gone?" Tang Tianyi furrowed his brows tightly.

"Now? Should be with you all, a one-way teleportation formation, can’t return." Jiang Yunji chuckled, leaving.

Tang Tianyi bit his lip, pulling up the still sleeping Luo Yanran: "Go wake Qin Nuan, let’s find Qhianqhian."