He felt the energy sphere below his lower abdomen's Dantian was ready, and with just two more days of meditation, it could be compressed into a pill.
The mysterious jade slip he had acquired was like a nucleus of energy, incessantly releasing wisps of immortal Qi in his sea of consciousness, nourishing his limbs and the Qi Pathways and Eight Meridians.
It boosted his cultivation level by leaps and bounds, advancing a thousand miles in a single day!
Dinner time.
Lin Zhenghui noticed Yiling and the others staring at him, which made his skin crawl and his hairs stand up.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? It's making me feel pretty embarrassed," Lin Zhenghui asked them.
Inwardly, he thought, "Could they have noticed my cultivation level? If they ask about it, how should I explain?"
"Are you practicing the Emperor's Decree or the Ten Thousand Tao Natural Immortal Skill I gave you?" Yiling noticed something different about Lin Zhenghui.
