Thus, Zhong Ping was in a sad plight, having ascended to the heavens several times over...
Wang Xiaoqiang glanced at her, withdrew his gaze, and turned his attention back to the sixteen Spiritual Springs floating around his body, radiant in five-colored brilliance, unmatched in beauty.
Although lovely, their being outside his body was problematic, what was he to do?!
Wang Xiaoqiang thought, the emergence of the Spiritual Springs from his body was predicated on mastery of the Qi Guiding Technique and the Mahayana level, making the use of the Spiritual Springs even more at his command. Furthermore, the Spiritual Springs had emerged to defend against bullets, to protect himself—a good sign, indicating he no longer had to worry about being assassinated by gunfire. But having them constantly floating beside him wasn't a solution either, was it?!
