Cyntilla enjoyed getting stronger. She reveled in the feel of her muscles flowing with blood and power as her swords danced in the air. She had found 2 newly demon Forged swords at low grade 7.
They were perfect shortswords but more than anything, they were resonating with her sliver! She could feel the flow of Qi had changed in her dantian. It was not just quality but a presence of profound knowledge as well.
She understood she had to deepen her grasp of her Laws to advance as well as condense the very thin Immortal Qi in the air.
She examined her face in the mirror and saw no signs of corruption. The fear she had as she advanced had been that the likely formation of corruption would show up but her lavender skin was as flawless as always.
There were no distorted horns nor growths on her body anywhere. She knew it was not certain but very often demons would sprout growths as they breakthrough.
