Like a newly sprouted bamboo shoot, a new body was burgeoning.
The next morning, Lu Chenzhou was awakened by a tingling sensation.
He sized himself up in front of the mirror; the dark luster seemed less intense than before, returning to simplicity and gradually transforming into a bronze-colored body. The purple ointment had been completely absorbed, leaving only some powdery residue that he gently blew away.
Lu Chenzhou looked toward the Martial Arts Tree.
[Arhat Skill: Small Success (100%)]
"Having slept for a night, I've progressed to 100%; indeed, as a master of Hard Qi Gong, the great merit I spent was well worth it. Within a week, I should achieve Great Success."
For the next several days, Lu Chenzhou would visit Chen Jiu each night, and Chen Jiu had begun to take an interest in Lu Chenzhou, an otherwise ordinary young man.
One day, he casually asked,
"Lu Chenzhou, how many years have you been practicing Arhat Skill?"
"Just a full year."
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