Chapter 3712: Take It Slowly

Mora saw that Fang Heng remained calm and composed, and she secretly nodded before continuing, "Moreover, the advancement of the god core has another extremely troublesome prerequisite. I believe you should have already seen it from the crystal. You need the power of faith from ’fanatics’ as the ignition core."

"This step in the entire god core advancement process is the most time-consuming. Back then, the Empress spent nearly three thousand years cultivating one hundred thousand fanatics among the deep-sea believers before finally completing the condensation of the god core."

"Cultivating fanatics cannot be rushed. The establishment of faith requires long-term maintenance and guidance; it cannot be achieved through coercion or short-term stimulation. I suggest you not rush it and slowly cultivate fanatics. The next stage only requires three thousand fanatics."

"Once you have prepared enough fanatics, we will immediately begin the ritual. In the meantime, I suggest you use the god core to perform preliminary tempering on your god core. I will accompany you throughout your cultivation. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me at any time."

Empress Feng Tiya was regarded as a rare genius among the sea race. When she condensed her god core, she simultaneously fused three academic disciplines of power.

Even so, the Empress still spent five thousand years.

In Mora’s view, Fang Heng, as a human, not only fused three academic disciplines simultaneously but also included conflicting forces, clearly choosing a path far more difficult than that of the Empress.

Arrogance?

Perhaps.

A mere human—forget about tempering a god core, just cultivating enough fanatics would already require an enormous amount of time.

At the same time, however, Mora also felt a faint anticipation.

If Fang Heng truly managed to cultivate his god core to perfection, what level of power would he ultimately reach?

Mora did not know that what she considered extremely difficult—the cultivation of fanatics—was actually extremely simple in Fang Heng’s eyes.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Heng’s lips.

Fanatical believers?

He was never short of believers.

The only troublesome part now was the tempering of the god core.

In any case, he would try it first.

Step by step.

A sense of eagerness rose in Fang Heng’s heart as he looked up and asked, "Priest Mora, when can we begin the tempering of the god core?"

"We can start at any time. I will guide your cultivation throughout."

"Good. I still have some matters to handle. Shall we meet in the hall in ten minutes?"

"Very well."

Mora nodded lightly and took her leave.

Fang Heng watched Mora leave the room, then closed his eyes and returned to the game world through the teleportation passage.

...

Vampire Apocalypse game world.

The teleportation completed, a familiar aura rushed toward him.

Vampire Prince Buller sensed Fang Heng’s arrival and came immediately, transforming into human form and kneeling on one knee before Fang Heng, "Your Majesty."

"Mm. Buller, I need to gather a group of fanatical believers—at least one hundred thousand. Select them as quickly as possible."

"Yes! Your Majesty. The selection will be handled by the Vampire Elder Council. They will choose those who meet the standards." Buller thought for a moment and continued, "However, the screening, verification, and gathering will take time. It is estimated to take two to three days."

"That works."

Fang Heng nodded directly, then took out a blueprint and handed it to Buller.

"This is the ritual magic array. Start construction immediately. How long will it take?"

Buller carefully examined the blueprint and replied, "A super-sized ritual requires terrain modification, and some ritual resources must be obtained from other worlds. It is estimated to be completed within three days."

"Good. Go."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Buller quickly departed.

Fang Heng nodded lightly.

Three days—he could afford to wait.

After assigning the recruitment of believers, Fang Heng once again teleported back to the Tide of Eternal Night temple.

...

The god core secret room.

Twenty-four high-ranking sea race priests surrounded the edge of the chamber, continuously channeling mental strength into the god core at the center.

The god core, stimulated by mental energy, continuously released waves of divine pressure.

Fang Heng sat cross-legged before the god core.

The chamber had been specially modified so that the waves emitted by the god core were reflected by the walls and focused, strengthening their effect on Fang Heng.

He relied on this divine pressure to temper the god core within his body.

The god core, under repeated impact from the god core waves, was slowly becoming more condensed. The incomplete fusion cracks within it were shrinking at a barely perceptible speed.

"Too slow."

Fang Heng observed the repair speed of the god core and could not help but shake his head inwardly.

At this rate, how long would it take for the god core to fully condense?

Ten years? A hundred years?

Perhaps even a thousand years would not be enough.

He himself could fully withstand the pressure of the god core, but the main issue was that the pressure it provided was insufficient.

Moreover, he could sense that as the god core continued to condense, the time required for repairing the remaining cracks would only increase.

On the side, Priest Mora secretly nodded.

She could see that Fang Heng’s mental strength and physical resilience far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Normal cultivators could not endure this level of divine pressure for long and would need frequent rest, but Fang Heng did not.

And he showed no signs of being affected at all.

By now, he had been cultivating continuously for sixteen hours. Even the priests controlling the magic array had already been rotated several times, yet he remained in a cultivation state.

No one knew where his limit was.

Mora’s gaze remained fixed on Fang Heng, her thoughts turning.

She was increasingly looking forward to his future growth.

"Ka... ka..."

The door to the secret chamber slowly opened.

Empress Feng Tiya entered under the guidance of two attendants, her gaze first falling on Fang Heng at the center of the room.

Mora stood and greeted her, "Your Majesty."

"Master."

Feng Tiya nodded lightly to Mora, then looked at Fang Heng and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Your Majesty, Fang Heng’s physical condition far exceeds my expectations. His control over mental strength is also far beyond that of ordinary people. His cultivation has now entered the right track, but some time is still needed before the next condensation of the god core."

"When can this round of cultivation end?"

"He has been cultivating continuously for sixteen hours and is persisting. It seems he has not yet reached his limit. It is estimated he can continue for at least another five hours."

A hint of surprise appeared in Feng Tiya’s eyes.

Sixteen hours?

Continuing?

It must be known that the power of divine pressure places an enormous burden on both body and spirit.

When she first tempered her god core, she could only endure less than five minutes before being forced to stop.

"Feng Tiya, has there been news from the Sea of Nature?"

Suddenly, Fang Heng’s voice rang out.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at him in his cultivation state.

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