At the peak of the mountain, Zhou Fan was breaking through to the 10th level of the nascent soul realm. 2 months had passed since he saved the surrounding areas from destruction. Since then, Zhou Fan hasn't stopped cultivating for a moment.
Without any trouble, Zhou Fan was able to smoothly break into the 10th level. As he did, he could feel that his soul had reached its peak strength. For this realm at least.
Zhou Fan didn't even bother to get up and stretch before he continued to cultivate. As he did, he felt as if he had hit a wall. Although it felt weird for a moment, Zhou Fan didn't stop.
After 2 weeks, his cultivation was continuously pushing against the wall. Observing it, Zhou Fan could tell that the wall was weakening. After another month, he could tell that the wall would break down at any moment and within a few hours, Zhou Fan's cultivation broke past the wall and reached a new level.
His body and soul that couldn't grow anymore shot up in power. His soul grew much stronger and was nearing the strength of his body. Although it had been growing in the last realm, Zhou Fan could tell that it lacked strength when compared to his body and mind. At best, it could be called complimentary.
Now, however, he felt his soul truly forming.
Without much thinking, Zhou Fan decided to name this realm soul formation. He had an inkling that as soon as he reached the peak of this realm, his soul would feel like it was a true part of him, like his body and his mind.
At that moment, Zhou Fan felt his cultivation bubbling, and he couldn't settle it down. Sighing, Zhou Fan looked at the top of the cave and punched out with all his strength.
Chaos Qi flooded from his body and turned into a pillar of gray that connected the sky and the ground. As it was night, the people in the surrounding villages got woken up from their sleep. In fact, everyone within 500 miles woke up from the shaking ground.
When they hopped up and looked out their windows, they were astonished to see the pillar.
'Is God making a move again?' They all asked themselves.
After so many stories of god were passed around, many people started to suspect him anytime something unusual happened.
Back on the mountain, Zhou Fan watched the pillar break through the sky and reach space. Just as it was about to reach the moon, the Chaos pillar dispersed.
'Close.' Zhou Fan thought.
Although he was tempted to go up and try to reach into space, an instinctual feeling warned him that he may not recover if he chooses to do so.
As he settled down, Zhou Fan considered whether he should continue to cultivate or go back to the cave for a brief visit before he continued.
After coming to the conclusion that he had all the time in the world to cultivate and no reason to rush, he chose to take a visit and experiment with some of the ideas in his head. Zhou Fan had a feeling that cultivation may not be the only use of Qi.
Eventually, Zhou Fan decided to wait until day before he left and took a night to sleep for the first time in a while.
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As morning broke, Zhou Fan got up and left the mountain. Before he went back, he fixed the hole in the peak from yesterday.
It didn't take long before Zhou Fan made it back to Lang Yang city. As he was making it back to the courtyard, however, he saw a familiar face. As soon as he saw it, he stopped in the air, stunned.
He only stopped for a moment before he looked at the face closer and confirmed who it was. Before anyone realized that there was a man floating in the air, Zhou Fan moved down and descended to an alleyway, unnoticed.
As he walked out, he was met with the person from earlier. As soon as she saw him, she stopped and widened her eyes.
"Zhou Fan?!" She said, utterly confused.
"Fui Rong?" He asked back.
Zhou Fan didn't need an answer however as he could tell from her face that it was indeed her. Although she was wrinkled and gray, needing a cane to walk, the look in her eyes hadn't changed much.
"I thought you died! How are you alive? And why are you so young!?" She asked.
"Would you like to talk over some tea?" He countered.
"Fine." She said, annoyed that he didn't answer her.
Since Zhou Fan had no idea what was around anymore, he let her lead the way. Although it took exceedingly long due to the fact that she was in her 70's, they eventually made it to a nice looking place.
The building was 2 stories tall and very green. Above the door, a sign that said 'Lou's pavilion' hung.
When they entered, Zhou Fan could instantly tell that it wasn't a place for poor people. Besides the nice smelling air and the calm surroundings, the material of the place just seemed expensive.
As they walked up to the stairs, a guard stood. According to the sign, only VIP's could enter the second floor.
Unexpectedly, the guard made way as soon as he saw Fui Rong walking towards him.
"Good evening Ms.Fui." He said with a slight bow.
Nodding at him, she and Zhou Fan walked up to the second floor.
'It seems that she has done well for herself.' Zhou Fan thought.
As they made it to the second floor, Zhou Fan could see that it was much nicer. It also happened to be empty, likely due to the fact that it was 8 in the morning.
Fui Rong led him to one of the seats on the balcony as a waiter appeared and took their orders. Fui Rong ordered some hot tea while Zhou Fan ordered some sweet tea.
Finally alone, Fui Rong started to ask questions.