Chapter 118: Foundation Established

At this moment, outside, He Song and Wei Fan remained vigilant, scanning their surroundings, but they found nothing unusual and no one had come to this place. Everything was as calm and peaceful as ever.

Such tranquility was to be expected. After all, it was merely an attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage—no heavenly tribulations were descending, nor were there ominous black clouds gathering on the horizon.

Before achieving Foundation Establishment, one would not absorb large amounts of the surrounding spiritual energy. The process only involved compressing the spiritual power within one’s body. Naturally, this produced no significant disturbances.

Only after successfully reaching Foundation Establishment and beginning to assimilate the surrounding spiritual energy to transform it into magical power would notable activity occur. Of course, if the ambient spiritual energy was abundant enough, it wouldn’t cause much of a stir; as long as the energy supply was sufficient, no great commotion would ensue.

It was only when the surrounding spiritual energy was insufficient that a vortex would form in midair, drawing in all nearby energy. At that time, a tremendous disturbance would arise.

Time passed little by little. In the blink of an eye, several days slipped away silently.

Within Meng Guan’s small courtyard, He Song and Wei Fan remained alert. Meng Guan was breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage inside a secluded chamber, a process that allowed no room for negligence.

Thus, although many days had passed, as long as Meng Guan had not left the chamber, the two remained vigilant, acting as his protectors.

Then, one day, as usual, He Song was alert to his surroundings when suddenly he sensed the spiritual energy around them thickening significantly.

Not showing it on his face, He Song’s gaze nonetheless shifted toward the secluded chamber where Meng Guan was meditating. Beside him, Wei Fan’s attention was also drawn by this sudden change. Seeing He Song look toward the chamber, he followed his gaze.

“It is said that after successfully establishing the Foundation, a Foundation Establishment True Practitioner absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy to consolidate their cultivation. If the spiritual energy is sufficient, this process does not cause much disturbance,” Wei Fan murmured with a hint of awe, recounting what he had learned.

“But if the spiritual energy nearby is insufficient, a vortex will form to draw in the surrounding energy, supplying the True Practitioner as they stabilize their cultivation.”

As his words fell, He Song felt the spiritual energy grow even denser. Inside the courtyard room, with doors and windows tightly closed, He Song could even feel a ‘wind’ blowing past him.

But He Song knew this was not true wind—it was the rapid influx of thick spiritual energy from outside that created the illusion.

Energy surged from all directions, causing the courtyard’s spiritual energy to spike sharply. In moments, He Song felt as though immersed in a pool of spiritual fluid; even a single breath filled his lungs with a flood of energy.

As the spiritual energy concentration increased rapidly, He Song’s expression shifted. He burst from the room and stood atop the roof. Wei Fan appeared alongside him, both firmly taking their positions on the rooftop, eyes sweeping the surroundings, ready for battle.

Their task was clear: to protect Meng Guan as he broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Now, such a dense fluctuation in spiritual energy would surely draw attention.

If they did not act now, then when?

Outside the courtyard, a modest spiritual energy vortex began to form.

Residing in Qingyuan Immortal City’s western district, where spiritual energy was already abundant, the ambient energy concentration was still insufficient.

Midair, a vortex of moderate size appeared, continuously drawing in the already rich spiritual energy from the surroundings and channeling it into Meng Guan’s courtyard.

The vortex was neither large nor small, but the frantic influx of energy quickly attracted many cultivators’ attention.

Some observed from afar, unsure of what was happening. Others, shocked, hurriedly distanced themselves. A few bold ones quietly approached.

Faced with this, He Song and Wei Fan exchanged a glance and immediately unleashed four mid-grade magical artifacts, intimidating all around.

At this moment, their eyes shone not just with vigilance but with joy.

The appearance of the spiritual energy vortex confirmed that Meng Guan had successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, becoming a true Foundation Establishment practitioner.

Once he absorbed enough spiritual energy to consolidate his cultivation, he would truly attain that title.

As Meng Guan’s friends, the benefits they stood to gain would naturally be immense.

Meanwhile, those creeping closer with ill intent mattered little to them.

Foundation Establishment practitioners—even newly ascended ones—did not require their protection.

Their duty was only to intervene before Meng Guan’s breakthrough and during his consolidation phase.

Once Meng Guan’s cultivation stabilized, he would handle any malicious intruders himself.

He Song had witnessed the might of Foundation Establishment practitioners before. Though only once, it was enough to see how effortlessly they could dispatch Qi Refining stage cultivators, as easily as slicing through melons.

Moreover, with these two late Qi Refining stage cultivators blocking the way, they only needed to delay briefly before the Immortal City’s law enforcement arrived.

At that moment—

From a distance, some ill-intentioned individuals, seeing two late Qi Refining cultivators suddenly appear atop Meng Guan’s roof, halted in their tracks.

After pondering briefly, many vanished.

The rest who sought to take advantage of the chaos disappeared as well.

Those remaining glanced around, realizing the situation was unfavorable, and soon retreated.

With two late Qi Refining cultivators blocking the area, any fight would quickly attract the law enforcement’s attention.

Perhaps even a Foundation Establishment practitioner would focus on this place.

To act rashly now would be suicidal.

They had hoped to sneak in for easy gains, not death.

Seeing the futility, they naturally dared not press forward.

Thus, a potential battle dissolved without a trace.

He Song and Wei Fan, relieved yet still vigilant, continued scanning their surroundings to prevent ambushes.

Just then, as they remained alert, a group of cultivators suddenly approached from afar.

By their attire, He Song recognized them as members of the Immortal City’s law enforcement.

This group arrived near Meng Guan’s courtyard, and from afar, bowed slightly toward He Song before their leader spoke loudly:

“Fellow cultivators ahead, we are dispatched by True Lord Qingyue to assist you in guarding the True Lord.”

After speaking, the leader waved lightly, and the law enforcement team behind him halted, standing guard at a distance.

(End of chapter)