Zheng Fa once heard a saying, roughly that those who desire to be distinguished in front of others must suffer in their absence.
This time, he had truly understood it.
He had been in seclusion forming his Golden Core for half a year... no, including the time in the modern era, it actually added up to a year.
It was certainly not easy.
Not that he was being arrogant, his accumulation of Spiritual Power was sufficient, he was well-versed in the Secret Technique for Core Formation, and his Divine Soul far surpassed that of an ordinary Golden Core; the process of forming his Golden Core should have been easier for him than for others.
But as soon as he actually began the Core Formation, Zheng Fa knew it was not going well:
The Fusang Wood required too much Tai Chu Gang Qi, but the acupoints all over his body couldn't bear it!
An imprecise description would be that he was covetous, but his stomach couldn't hold it all...
