Sword Casting Manor, blazing sun casting a golden hue.
Jiang Ding, cradling a flower pot in his arms, squinted and lay on a lounge chair sourced from who knows where. He channeled Inner Energy through his hands into the seeds within the pot.
The flower pot seemed like a vortex of Inner Energy, ceaselessly swallowing the energy until after more than ten minutes, a faint sense of fullness could be felt.
Jiang Ding ceased channeling Inner Energy, and after slightly sensing the vitality of the sword seed, he closed his eyes, nurturing the minor meridians of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
After another advancement in aptitude, his daily nurturing and tempering of meridians improved to 240 lines, and he estimated that in just over twenty days he would enter the Eaglet Large Circle of Vital Energy and gain another increase in strength.
