For Guo Feilong, reaching the Foundation Establishment stage was a certainty, with no chance of failure.

At this moment.

In his energy core, his spiritual root shone like a small sun, radiating brilliantly. Streams of water-like spiritual energy flowed out, weaving into the shadow of an octagonal platform above the spiritual root.

This platform was the Foundation Establishment Platform.

This was only the first step, shaping!

The higher the quality of the Foundation Establishment Platform, the longer the time needed for establishment.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Buzz!

On this day, the shadow of the octagonal Foundation Establishment Platform fully materialized, hovering like a bagua disk in his energy core.

Next.

Was the second step of Foundation Establishment, solidification!

This step required a large amount of mystic power to be injected into the Foundation Establishment Platform, solidifying it into a spirit stone state.

Guo Feilong patted his storage bag, and a pile of spirit stones appeared beside him.

The first two steps of Foundation Establishment were guaranteed successes for any cultivator.

The most challenging part of Foundation Establishment was the final step, bearing.

The crystallized Foundation Establishment Platform had to bear the infusion of the laws of heaven and earth during the Foundation Establishment stage. If it couldn't bear it, the platform would shatter and revert to the spiritual root.

The role of the Foundation Pill was to assist the Foundation Establishment Platform in bearing the power of the laws of heaven and earth during the third step.

Of course, Guo Feilong didn't need to use a Foundation Pill.

Time passed slowly, and another four hours went by.

His Foundation Establishment Platform was fully crystallized, resembling a transparent crystal stone. Now it was time to bear the power of the laws of heaven and earth.

Buzz!

As the spiritual root merged into the Foundation Establishment Platform, an invisible force suddenly appeared in the energy core, pressing down on his platform.

The higher the quality of the spiritual root, the stronger the Foundation Establishment Platform's ability to bear the power of the laws of heaven and earth.

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This was why sects were reluctant to accept disciples with poor-quality spiritual roots.

Because their Foundation Establishment attempts mostly failed, with success rates being extremely low.

Cultivating a poor-quality spiritual root cultivator was a waste of cultivation resources.

It was better to invest those resources in disciples with better spiritual roots, increasing the chances of successful Foundation Establishment.

Auspicious clouds allowed him to ignore the bottlenecks of cultivation stages.

As long as there were enough auspicious clouds, he could break through any stage with a 100% success rate.

Time flew by, and another five months passed. The Foundation Establishment Platform in Guo Feilong's energy core emitted a loud rumble and then shone brightly. The spiritual root fully merged with the platform, marking a successful Foundation Establishment.

Simultaneously, mysterious energy surged from the platform, washing over his internal organs, muscles, and bones.

His pores began to expel dark, greasy substances, forming a cocoon-like black skin on his body. He was undergoing a process of rejuvenation, returning to his youthful state.

Time passed slowly, and another half month went by.

On this day, Guo Feilong opened his eyes. With a slight movement, the black cocoon-like layer on his skin cracked open, falling away like peeling paint.

When the last piece of black cocoon fell from his skin, Guo Feilong stood up, patted his storage bag, and a tall bronze mirror appeared on the ground.

In the mirror, he looked about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with handsome features, tight skin, and a well-defined eight-pack.

He was no longer the frail old man he once was, but a young man. If he went out like this, none of his wives or children would recognize him.

"A young body is truly wonderful."

Guo Feilong nodded in satisfaction in front of the bronze mirror, then put it away, donned a snow-white robe, and, holding a fan, walked out of the underground retreat room with an air of elegance and charm.

Outside, the sky was clear, and it was around nine-thirty or ten in the morning.

Since it was autumn, the leaves of the trees in the courtyard were golden, creating a beautiful scene.

Soon, he encountered a young maid at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Who are you, and why did you come out of the forbidden zone?" The young maid didn't recognize him. After all, the appearance of a frail old man and a young man were worlds apart.

"Xiao Cui, it's me, the Family Head," Guo Feilong said with a smile.

"Ah! You're the Family Head?" The maid Xiao Cui was shocked, her eyes wide, her mouth forming an O shape, big enough to fit an egg.

"That's right, it's me." Guo Feilong snapped open the white fan in his hand with a flourish, saying proudly, "The Family Head has become young again, can't recognize me, can you? Hahaha."

Guo Feilong walked past the stunned maid Xiao Cui, feeling very pleased with himself. From an old man with age spots to a handsome young man, it was only natural to leave them in awe of his good looks.

If he were to rate his looks, without any exaggeration or bias, he would give himself at least a 9.4 for his handsome appearance.

When he appeared before his many wives and concubines, their eyes were all glowing green with envy.

Sharing a bed with an old man was nothing compared to being with a young man.

Guo Feilong's transformation into a young man after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage delighted his over a hundred beautiful wives and concubines. That very night, a long line formed outside his room.

Guo Feilong did not disappoint, maintaining a pace of twenty to thirty minutes per person, serving over fifty people a day, for three days and nights, with an additional five or six hours.

This allowed each of his wives and concubines.

To experience how formidable he was in his youth.

A month later.

Many cultivators attended Guo Feilong's Foundation Establishment banquet.

Among them were some he didn't even know or have any connection with.

Those unfamiliar cultivators mostly brought along their young and beautiful female relatives, hoping to marry their daughters or granddaughters to him.

Guo Feilong was now not only a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator but also a mid-level alchemist. Marrying their daughters or granddaughters to him could bring significant benefits, not to mention the potential discounts on purchasing elixirs in the future.

Moreover, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator could live up to five hundred years unless killed. Having such a powerful ally could ensure their family's safety for three to five hundred years.

Now that Guo Feilong was in the Foundation Establishment stage, his standards naturally rose. He wouldn't marry a woman without a spiritual root unless she was exceptionally beautiful. Even with a 9 out of 10 in looks, he wouldn't take her as a wife or concubine.

In this cultivation world, although spiritual energy was more abundant than on Earth, ordinary people without spiritual roots found it hard to live past eighty. Most died of old age between fifty and seventy.

Even with daily consumption of elixirs, it was rare for ordinary people to live to ninety.

Guo Feilong rejected not only those who brought beautiful but rootless women but also those with spiritual roots of poor quality, even if they were attractive female cultivators.

It wasn't that he had become virtuous or lost his interest in beauty, but now that he was in the Foundation Establishment stage, his standards naturally rose. Besides looks and figure, he also cared about the quality of a woman's spiritual root.

The auspicious clouds in the Family Fortune Cauldron could only enhance him and his bloodline descendants, not his wives and concubines' spiritual roots.

The cultivation world was vast, and the territory of the Spirit Creek Sect alone was as large as several Earths, with a population of hundreds of billions and millions of cultivators. There was no shortage of beautiful female cultivators.

Now, Guo Feilong was no longer in the same position as when he had just left the Spirit Creek Sect, struggling to marry a female cultivator and having to settle for ordinary beautiful women.

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