In the bamboo courtyard, Xiao Mo was meditating to stabilize his newfound Golden Core Realm.
Truthfully, even Xiao Mo himself had never expected this period of seclusion to culminate in a breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm.
He took a deep breath and continued to meticulously sense every change within himself, as well as the rhythm of the heaven and earth outside.
The *Great Dream of Yellow Millet* now felt as if it had completely merged into his very blood, becoming an inseparable part of him.
Over the past three years, both Xiao Mo's Spiritual Power and Divine Soul had been tremendously tempered and enhanced.
What he found even more wondrous was how his mind seemed to have opened, achieving a new level of clarity.
Recalling the Daoist Sect classics he had read in the past, he now found himself grasping insights that had previously eluded him.
