It had been a few days since the heavenly dao ball game between the sects.
Right after that, Yang Wei locked himself away in closed-door cultivation.
For six days straight, he hadn't left his room.
Sitting cross-legged, he focused intensely as a whirlwind of blood swirled around him, mingling with his Qi to create blood Qi.
Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open, and a surge of energy erupted from his body, his normally blue eyes briefly glowing red.
He shut his eyes again, delving deeper into his cultivation.
First, I'll cultivate the blood Qi in my surroundings and strengthen my heart...
Next, I'll refine the blood Qi and use it to purify and strengthen my lungs to enhance my breathing sustenance.
Then, I'll use the blood Qi to temper all the muscles throughout my body and accelerate their development.