The Grand Pagoda Summoning Skill was well-known for the harm it caused. And so, Austin could not dare to be careless.
Even though he had gone through all the cultivation methods that were mentioned in the book several times, Austin looked through them for the last time. He started to feel brave enough to begin his cultivation.
He closed his eyes and began concentrating all his attention on the cultivation method he had just learned. At the beginning of the cultivation, Austin held out his hands and crossed his fingers into a rather odd position. A few seconds later, as his spirit gradually summoned his vital energy, it began to flow through his veins.
Then, a short while later, streams of golden, radiant vital energy penetrated through his veins and came out from between his palms.
Like a golden, delicate snake that was sliding up a tree, the vital energy began curling around Austin's hands. After a moment, the mysterious golden vital energy began to gather together and formed the shape of a tower base.
However, a clicking sound was heard and then, the tower base dispersed.
As he had expected, the cultivation process was not easy. Austin was supposed to continue utilizing his vital energy and forming it into a solid tower base instead of just an illusionary form. He failed in his first try.
Austin was not discouraged at all, however. He understood that the Grand Pagoda Summoning Skill was not a trivial cultivation skill that could easily be cultivated by anyone. The challenge in practicing the skill also explained why it had a strong, formidable power.
After bracing himself for some moments, Austin began again.
Then, he failed.
He tried once more, and failed again.
Every time the result was the same.
Hours went by, but Austin did not even think of taking a break. Again and again, he tried harder and harder. The rapture of his cultivation had so arrested his mind that Austin didn't pay the slightest attention to his physical weariness.
His finger motions became more proficient after having tried so many times. His hands did not feel the original rigidness of the gesture any longer. Instead, he looked as if a skilled magician who was displaying his magic spell. He did not have to wait long for the vital energy to come out now.
Like butterflies that flutter around beautiful, delicate flowers, his hands danced graciously along with the snake-like vital energy.
Every time he tried, the tower base became clearer than the previous attempt. He could see the pattern and shape of the tower becoming more visible and more tangible. Around the tower base, a cold and chilly air swirled along with the motion of his hands.
Gradually, above the vivid tower base that had formed, a contour of a golden tower appeared. Austin fixed his eyes steadily on the golden tower that was developing in front of him. His mind was tense. He was utterly engrossed in his achievement. He had gotten this far, and he was anxious that if he didn't focus, the golden tower would diminish any minute.
The contour of the golden tower became clearer. Gingerly, he crossed his forefingers and changed their position. A strand of golden vital energy flew out from Austin's crossed fingers, and after swirling around the air twice, it sailed into the contour of the golden tower.
A buzzing sound was heard as the vital energy squeezed in.
The contour of the golden tower seemed to swell once the vital energy was inside. After a few moments, the light of the vital energy began to dwindle.
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