Garion kept channelling mana into that one, tiny cell, the mana core heart cell.
Day after day, he poured every bit of energy into it, tempering it and refusing to stop even for a moment.
Fortunately for him, mana had long replaced his need for sleep and food, allowing him to cultivate endlessly.
For an entire month, he cultivated in the same spot, his body unmoving like stone, focusing on that single heart cell.
Inside him, the cell continued to change.
The mana condensed, folded, and compressed over and over again.
Every time he thought it was stable, he found another way to refine it further.
Until one day, something changed.
Garion opened his eyes slowly, a faint glow flashing across them.
"It's done..."
He looked inward again, and what he saw made him fall silent.
That one heart cell... was no longer just an ordinary mana core cell.
Though it was still the same size as the others, it felt fundamentally different.
The mana inside was thicker and denser.
