I Can Give Talents

Chapter 221 – Singularity

Inside Leyvi's room, the start of his breakthrough unleashed a terrifying aura and outward force, causing his room to tremble, but it was quickly stabilized by the formation.

However, his aura was still felt by the people in the mansion, stopping them from whatever they were doing.

The outward force was the force created by the sudden increase in pressure due to the compression. Because the compressions were getting harder and slower as time passed, the subsequent outward forces became weaker and weaker compared to the first one.

So, after the first burst of energy, Leyvi's breakthrough process slowly became calmer and calmer.

However, that was just the outside. On the inside, Leyvi's struggle hadn't diminished at all. On the contrary, it was getting harder as time went on.

The difficulty of compressing his massive spherical Qi lake was far beyond what others experienced. Leyvi wasn't aware of this and just continued to compress it as best as he could.

The Qi lake in his dantian compressed further, its form transitioning from a chaotic sphere to a more refined and dense core. Each compression sent shockwaves through his body, his veins glowing faintly as they carried the condensed energy throughout his system. His arms twitched involuntarily with each pulse.

Leyvi's body strained under the pressure. Sweat poured down his face, and his breathing became labored. The spiritual energy swirling around him felt both invigorating and oppressive, like standing in the eye of a storm.

Leyvi's consciousness was focused entirely inward. The Qi core was nearing completion; its surface was all white, probably due to his attributeless nature. The compression process had slowed, each incremental change requiring immense effort.

After a week, all the liquid Qi in his dantian had been compressed into a solid core. The once tumultuous energy settled into a concentrated form.

"Whew, that took longer than I thought." He recalled that Lilian only took a day to form her core.

Having a massive Qi capacity wasn't necessarily a good thing. It made the breakthrough process much harder. The process took longer, and it became much easier to slip up and fail.

As the white core in Leyvi's dantian finally stabilized, a profound sense of relief washed over him. The immense pressure he had endured dissipated, replaced by a serene flow of energy.

At this point, the stabilized core began to generate higher-quality Qi at a steady rate.

His upgraded Qi began circulating throughout his body, each cycle radiating warmth and strength. The nourishing effect was immediate; his muscles felt more resilient, his bones denser, and his mind clearer than ever before. He clenched his fists experimentally, marveling at the newfound vitality coursing through him.

"Holy! My body got stronger again. Hahaha, let's see if Ava can beat me again later." He chuckled to himself, his laughter breaking the silence that had enveloped the room.

Leyvi was surprised that his already strong body could still become stronger that easily.

The refined Qi coursed through his meridians, leaving behind traces of its transformative power. Each pulse seemed to repair and fortify his body, removing hidden imperfections he hadn't even known existed. The sensation was invigorating, like being immersed in a revitalizing spring.

As he immersed himself in the process, Leyvi reminded himself not to miss another important process in the breakthrough—a cultivation secret that many cultivators didn't know about.

During the brief window after the bodily functions were upgraded by the new waves of core Qi, spiritual sense could awaken a new ability, which is called the spiritual pressure.@@novelbin@@

This ability allowed cultivators to concentrate their spiritual sense into an invisible force, capable of exerting pressure on objects, environments, or even other beings.

Most cultivators missed this opportunity because they were unaware of it, and the chance slipped away once their spiritual sense stabilized in its new state.

Leyvi, however, was prepared. It wasn't a secret anymore in his family. His lips curved into a determined smile as he prepared himself to activate the ability. Closing his eyes, he focused his spiritual sense, gathering it to fill his dantian. Quickly, his white core that was still nourishing his body, began to nourish his spiritual sense as well. After a while, he instinctively became aware of what he could do with his spiritual sense.

"Hahaha! So this is spiritual pressure. Now, onto the next step!"

 Slowly, he directed the concentrated spiritual sense in his dantian further inward, toward his newly formed white core.

"Com-press!" Leyvi shouted, his voice paused slightly due to the strain.

Leyvi was aware that he had a terrifying spiritual sense for some reason, and it had just upgraded massively again just prior to the breakthrough. However, unbeknownst to him, the degree of pressure one could exert depended entirely on how large one's spiritual sense could extend.

The larger one's spiritual sense, the more it could be concentrated together, creating a stronger force.

And so, this caused Leyvi's spiritual pressure to be absolutely overwhelming. The invisible force bore down on his white core, which compressed his core even further without any problem.

When his core reached a certain size, he felt that it couldn't be compressed anymore. But he didn't stop.

Leyvi thought that he could compress it beyond the limit, similar to when he absorbed Qi more than what everyone thought to be the limit.

Unfortunately, Leyvi was wrong this time.

The unrelenting intensity of his spiritual pressure became too much for the core to endure.

The core began to destabilize, its surface fracturing under the strain. The white surface, once pristine, began to crack like fragile porcelain under immense strain.

"Shit! Shit!" Leyvi's eyes snapped open as he sensed the shift, but it was too late to stop the process.

The core collapsed, its fragments spiraling inward with alarming speed. A singularity effect took hold as the immense density of the compressed core created a gravitational pull within his dantian. The space within began to distort, collapsing and compressing further into an infinitesimally small point.

"ERRGHH!!"

Leyvi gritted his teeth as the chaotic energy surged through him. His dantian felt like it was being torn apart, the singularity pulling in every trace of Qi within him. The walls of his room groaned under the force, the protective formation flickering precariously.

The pain he felt was many times more intense than any extreme body training he had ever done. Even more than when his entire bones got shattered, even more than when the fluid in his body boiled in the middle of a vacuum. Each wave of agony felt like it would shatter him entirely, but he held on, his willpower helped him endure the immense pain.

In spite of all the pain, instead of panicking, Leyvi steeled his resolve because his instinct kicked in. This wasn't the first time he had dealt with extreme forces of compression and expansion. His training with high and low pressure in the past had luckily prepared him for such a moment.

Now, faced with the singularity within his dantian, Leyvi's experience proved invaluable. Drawing on his training, he adjusted his spiritual pressure, carefully balancing the collapsing energy with stabilizing forces.

His spiritual sense enveloped the singularity, applying precise amounts of high and low pressure to contain the chaotic pull. It was like holding a raging storm in the palm of his hand.

The intense gravitational force began to settle, its wild fluctuations gradually smoothing into a steady rhythm. Leyvi could feel the singularity transforming, its immense density giving rise to a new form of energy. The once-destructive pull now felt harmonious, as if the singularity itself was reaching equilibrium.

Within moments, the singularity stabilized completely, forming a terrifyingly dense and stable energy core. The core pulsed faintly, radiating a power that seemed to defy comprehension. It no longer felt like a chaotic storm but a calm and infinite reservoir of energy waiting to be tapped.

The moment everything stabilized, Leyvi slumped on the floor. His body was drenched in sweat, his clothes sticking to his skin. He was completely exhausted, physically and mentally. His arms trembled as he tried to push himself up, but his strength failed him.

Leyvi breathed heavily, his body trembling from all the effort, and his mind was experiencing intense fatigue, which he immediately switched with his other mind.

He knew that without his prior training, stabilizing the singularity would have been impossible.

Slowly, reality began to set in again.

He, Leyvi Leyan, had successfully stepped into the Core Formation realm!

"Hahaha! Hahaha! I did it! I'm finally a Core Formation expert! I could probably beat up that Old Bong with just a normal punch now. Maybe I should go back to Bara Forest and find that high-level Demonic Gorilla again. Let me slap it flying this time."

Leyvi talked to himself happily.

How could he not be happy? He reached the realm that the poor him of the past, who was seeking spirit herbs in the forest, could never have imagined. At that time, he only thought about reaching the Foundation Building realm in his lifetime. But now, he was already beyond that.

However, Leyvi's happiness doesn't last long as he begins to question the things that have happened so far.

Was it all a coincidence? 

In the process of stabilizing his dantian from that terrifying chaotic pull phenomenon, if he lacked even a single aspect, he would have failed and died. Guaranteed.

If his body wasn't strong enough, it would have imploded and been sucked into the gravitational pull.

If he wasn't an expert in containing energy, he wouldn't have been able to isolate the chaotic pull.

If he hadn't familiarized himself with the concept of pressure, he would have never been able to know how to stabilize the chaotic pull.

If his spiritual pressure hadn't been that strong, his core wouldn't have collapsed in the first place.

All these coincidences gave him a creeping sensation that he was dancing under somebody's strings.