The advantage of possessing a gigantic spiritual space was undeniable. It meant a qi sea vast beyond conventional limits, an inexhaustible reservoir that could fuel techniques endlessly and grant overwhelming dominance in raw power—even when facing cultivators at realms as high as Unity. In prolonged battles or direct clashes, such an advantage was nothing short of terrifying.
But every blessing carried its own curse.
The difficulty of forming a Golden Core rose exponentially with the size of the qi sea. What others needed to compress was a lake. What Li Mei faced was an ocean. To condense such an immense mass of qi into a core no larger than a bead—barely a thousandth of its original volume—was an ordeal bordering on the impossible.
That was where the Nine Compressions Pearl came in.
