The Semi-Finals Draw

"Ancient Confucian sect?" Zhu Yi's eyes turned to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng nodded, "In ancient times there was a boy named Confucius. From the age of three he started studying, and all he did everyday was read, write and think. He did not partake in any martial arts nor magical training, and his mind was solely focused on the pursuit of knowledge."

"The old sage lived over a hundred years old, which was already considered a living legend. On a rainy day when he was a hundred and three years old, he had an epiphany and concentrated everything he knew and felt into a cauldron. The cauldron exploded and shot through twelve levels of the building. Thereafter, he immediately erected an altar and an elixir stand."

Lin Feng's expression delivered a sense of awe, for he was in disbelief when he first heard of this story.

In the late morning after he set up the elixir stand, the Aurous Core began to form. By noon it had grown slightly, and by the evening it was complete and round.