Exploring Immortality Cultivation
Chapter 436 - 189 Cellular Automata, Foundation Establishment Begins

Sage Zhi Long was indeed a prodigious talent, but the disparity of thousands of years was ultimately too vast. In the end, he had to content himself with understanding only the applications and not the principles, barely managing to learn how to refine advanced calculators.

Afterwards, Wang Qi kicked away the pseudo personality that had substituted for himself and, with a backhand slash, shattered the illusion demon beast in front of him. Now, he held four cards in his hands. These card scraps were made of Soul Steel, refined by Sage Zhi Long himself and used to seal the pseudo personality that Wang Qi had expelled from his body.

He meticulously recalled every change in every muscle, blood vessel, and meridian during battle—how to deliver maximum strength with each punch and how to dissipate force using mana and muscles whenever he took a heavy blow. These were battle methods accumulated during the heyday of the Demon Clan a million years ago, far surpassing Human Martial Arts, and even Human Clan's Unification Cultivators were not as adept at close quarters combat as the Demon Clan.

Then, he shook his head, "If I were to reinterpret it, indeed I could slightly enhance my martial capabilities, but the loss wouldn't be worth the gain, it's better to properly practice my Wanfa Sect swordsmanship... Moreover, that Berserker's pseudo personality has at most only one-third of my strength."

The Human Clan had already chosen their own path of evolution, pooling efforts and intellect to command tools. The Demon Clan's full commitment to the secret techniques of the body made Wang Qi feel as though he was being asked to give up his greatest advantage and start over as a monkey.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Qi shook his head and put away these distracting thoughts. There was at most one more day before the relic would collapse, and he had to make haste with his Foundation Establishment.

Wang Qi surveyed his surroundings and realized that the place modified by Zhi Long into a site of inheritance was none other than the Demon Clan Temple. He sighed, then released some Mechanical Beasts. All of these Mechanical Beasts possessed scanning functions, capable of recording every detail of the temple and then modeling and restoring them as research material.

A relic of a million years, it must have some research value, right?

After deploying the Mechanical Beasts, Wang Qi did not delay and charged straight towards the main hall. He recalled what Sage Zhi Long had told him—that within the main hall still lay Demon Clan Spiritual Medicine that could help breakthroughs and enhance cultivation, supposedly used by the Ancient Demon Clan from the Spirit Awakening Stage all the way to the equivalent of Divine Separation's Demon God Stage.

"But, I always feel this stuff is useless..." Wang Qi muttered to himself as he made his way to the main hall, "Medicine with a million-year shelf life... Are the Demon Clan so full they're bursting?"

Upon entering the main hall, the first thing that struck him was a refreshing scent, similar to that of fresh grass, which invigorated the spirit. Immediately after, Wang Qi found that his largely depleted spirit and physical strength had completely recovered, with even the divine power of Holy Light and Holy Flame nearly overflowing. Amidst the interweaving of various forces, Wang Qi nearly lost control and began Foundation Establishment automatically!

"This is..." Wang Qi looked towards the center of the great hall, where there was an Aztec-style altar with a small golden-yellow petal enshrined above it, and in front of it, a vat.

Was the petal the Divine Elixir? Or was it in the vat?

Wang Qi held his breath and approached the vat to take a closer look, discovering it to be filled with an amber-colored viscous liquid. He pondered for a moment and then remembered the true identity of this liquid.

Emperor's Liquid.

Indeed, it was a Spiritual Medicine that could be used from Spirit Awakening to the Demon God Stage... But as for this stuff that increases Spirit Wisdom, what use does it have for naturally spirit-endowed members of the Human Clan...

The identity of the enshrined petal was now quite clear—it was the undying Thousand-Mile Raid Technique Light Petal, refined by the Demon Emperor themselves, one of the symbols of the Eight Holy Saints.

This thing could certainly not be the Divine Elixir.

Wang Qi suddenly felt a strong sense of futility wash over him. Why was it that every other protagonist who entered a relic or ancient tomb inevitably found exactly what they needed, treasures of immense value, and things that seemed useless at present but were astonishingly powerful for the future, while he only encountered these useless antiques?

"No, no, that's not right; actually, this thing is still a bit useful." Wang Qi suddenly recalled the change in his body after he had just absorbed a hint of the evaporating Emperor's Liquid, "When I first heard about Emperor's Liquid, I had asked the old man about it. According to him, Emperor's Liquid has a miraculous effect on recovering Soul Power for cultivators below Nascent Soul... It can only recover, not enhance..."

An idea suddenly struck Wang Qi. He pulled out a piece of draft paper, his fingers moving rapidly.

"Although it's only temporary, doing this could temporarily elevate my calculation power to another level."

"The stronger the calculation power, the stronger the ability to control mana, and the more assured the Foundation Establishment will be..."

Formulas streamed out from the tip of his pen. After deducing arithmetic calculations successfully, he drew out one Spirit Prohibition chart after another, each forming a Magic Seal.

"It's done!" Wang Qi slammed down his pen and said, "Even if it doesn't work, there's no risk. Holy Light can ensure the integrity of my soul, and Emperor's Liquid can replenish my soul's power."

There wasn't much time left. Wang Qi took out a bamboo tube and a spoon, first drawing a tube of Emperor's Liquid, then sitting cross-legged, five hearts facing the sky.

Then, he entered meditation.

As he breathed in and out, a blue mist started to emanate from his body.

If Zhen Chan were to witness this scene, he would certainly exclaim in shock. What Wang Qi was now expelling from his body was the Soul Origin, the essence that constitutes the soul, and countless times more important than blood, related to a person's foundation and even life itself!

After expelling the Soul Origin, Wang Qi's face turned pale. Under the effect of Holy Light, he barely kept his soul from shattering, but his foundation was damaged. At this moment, he scooped up a drop of Emperor's Liquid with the spoon and placed it in his mouth.

"Boom, boom, boom" - as expected of the Demon Clan's Holy Medicine, in just a few breaths, Wang Qi's soul was fully replenished!

"No, that's not right... My soul was originally contaminated by Demon Clan soul power, no longer pure, and it would take at least a few months of recuperation to recover as before, and even the Foundation Establishment might have a slight flaw. However, the Soul Origin nurtured by Emperor's Liquid is pure beyond pure. By doing this, even the last bit of hidden danger is gone!" Wang Qi was somewhat surprised. However, this benefit was still an unexpected fortune. Wang Qi's real goal was not this.

The soul is a material "field" that manifests in the form of electromagnetic waves. The Soul Origin is also bound by Heavenly Song. Originally, Wang Qi's Heavenly Song was just second-rate, inadequate for controlling the soul. But what he now needed to control was his own Soul Origin, inherently connected to him, making the operation much more efficient.

Under Wang Qi's manipulation, the Soul Origin began to gather, condensing into one Yin Yang Yao after another. After the refinement of the Soul Origin that had already been expelled was completed, he expelled a large amount of Soul Origin again, drank Emperor's Liquid, and refined the newly expelled Soul Origin into Yin Yang Yao...

This process repeated itself continuously. It wasn't long before Wang Qi's figure was completely submerged by the vast amount of Yin Yang Yao.

"These Yin Yang Yao aren't fixed in place, their positions are indeterminable..." Wang Qi encountered a new problem. But soon, he came up with a solution.

"Fortunately, I thought about this problem when I saw the Flow Control three Mechanical Butterfly Group." Wang Qi's Hand Mnemonic changed, and a new spell took form.

This new spell differed from any other in Shenzhou, distinct from all True Formulas of the Wanfa Sect. Because its mathematical foundation had not yet been put forward in Shenzhou.

Cellular Automata, a System where both time and space were discrete. Each cell in a regular grid takes a finite state, following the same operational rules, synchronously updated according to certain local rules. Countless cells, through simple interactions, constituted the evolution of a dynamic system. With this unpolished spell, he controlled the Yin Yang Yao made up of many Soul Origins, and they began to flicker.

"This algorithm still comes from the field of Chaos Dynamics of my former life, I haven't fully grasped it..."

"But now, as long as it's usable, that's enough!"

Wang Qi seemed to hear a "hum," and then, his consciousness "expanded." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)