A well-used five hours went by.
His breath, in through the nose and out through the mouth, slowed until it matched the natural pulse of the Underground itself—subtle vibrations that hummed through the walls, the distant, almost imperceptible noises of the city above. He let his senses expand, reaching out beyond his skin, seeking to touch the invisible threads of Qi that wove through the air.
Yes, Qi was in the air. Qi was everywhere. Only deep during meditation could he touch and feel and consume it. Why else would Dasha not just meditate in the middle of battle and absorb Qi? It took twenty, hell, thirty minutes in order to do it. But now....
'Natural Qi can now be sensed at all times.'
He had levelled up his Qi Sense.
That meant he was one step closer to learning Tu Na Breathing.
