Drip!
Drip!
Water beads on the rock wall dripped onto the azure stone, striking out crisp sounds that faintly echoed through the cavern.
The man in white watched the young woman sleeping soundly, several traces of complexity in his weathered eyes.
Kong Chan had not followed him inside and was standing guard outside.
At this moment, only Luo Chen and Zhou Qingyu were alone in the chamber.
Without any hesitation, he casually swept a hand, and a streak of spirit light enveloped Zhou Qingyu.
His divine thought surged like water, reaching through her entire body.
Every condition throughout Zhou Qingyu's body clearly appeared in Luo Chen's mind.
"Is this what someone looks like after successfully establishing their foundation by taking a Spirit Root Pill?"
Ever since obtaining the Spirit Root Pill Formula in the Fallen Devil Land, Luo Chen had rarely experimented with it.
Yet he had never expected the most authentic example to appear before his eyes in such a manner.
"Her meridians are narrow, her acupoints clogged. They cannot withstand a massive influx of spiritual energy. After cultivating for so long, she has accumulated many hidden injuries."
"The Ninefold Qi Sea is connected too tightly, precarious as a pile of eggs. Breaking through realms is far more dangerous for her than for ordinary cultivators."
"Divine sense..."
Under Luo Chen's divine thought scan, Zhou Qingyu's entire condition was laid bare, and the results were horrifying.
With such aptitude, it was unknown how many resources Zhou Fuyou had spent on his younger sister for her to reach Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment. It was even less known what sort of resolve Zhou Qingyu had relied upon to forcibly endure the agony of cultivation and climb step by step to where she was today.
But this was as far as she could go.