Chapter 15: Herbal Bath
After a long while, Qin Sang finally caught his breath, gasping for air as he opened his eyes, which were filled with terror.
The excruciating pain in his meridians gradually faded, but the horrifying scene he had just experienced left him shaken.
At that moment, Qin Sang suddenly heard the chirping of birds outside. Turning his head, he noticed that the sky was faintly lit—it was already dawn.
Qin Sang was secretly astonished. He had been so focused on his cultivation that he had only completed a few cycles of the cosmic orbit, which felt like it took no more than an hour. Yet, the entire night had passed.
Hearing footsteps and soft voices outside, Qin Sang dared not continue cultivating. He lay down in his clothes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
After several days of experimentation, Qin Sang gradually grasped the patterns of the Netherworld Scripture. At most, he could now circulate the qi within his body for nine cosmic orbits before the excruciating pain would interrupt him.
If he forced it further, it felt as if his meridians were being torn apart, with the pain piercing deep into his bones.
Given this, Qin Sang could only hope to break through to the second stage of the cultivation method. However, after a month, the energy within him had only grown slightly stronger, leaving him uncertain of when he would finally make a breakthrough.
What frustrated Qin Sang even more was that this energy seemed to do nothing to enhance his martial arts. Even when he struck with all his might, the force was about the same as before; he couldn’t even break a wooden stake.