Chapter 14: Bronze-Red, Mountain-Collapsing Force
Early the next morning, before the mao hour had even arrived.
Chen Lingxi had already roused himself from his breathing exercises.
After cultivating this breathing technique for over twenty days, he had completely replaced sleep with the inhalation of pure qi.
These twenty-odd days of practice had also thickened the spiritual qi in his dantian until it was as wide as two fingers pressed together.
As his spiritual qi grew stronger, his breathing expelled increasingly larger amounts of impure qi from his pores. After a night of cultivation, a foul-smelling sweat would often seep onto his skin, as though the dark impurities accumulated by his mortal body were being purged.
Beyond that, Chen Lingxi had noticed over the past few days that whenever he breathed in pure qi to cultivate, a remarkably faint, azure glow would ripple across his skin.
With the opening and closing of his pores, microscopic traces of spiritual matter cycled over the surface of his body—a truly wondrous sensation.
The thickening of his spiritual qi also vastly improved his efficiency in cultivating his blood and qi.
After washing up, he stepped into the courtyard and executed a set of the Seven Forms of Halting War, specifically the Mountain-Pulling Stance.