The next day, inside Azure Stone Palace.
Morning light filtered through the ancient window lattice, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow across the bluestone floor of the hall.
Nezha was holding a horse stance, his little face flushed bright red as heat steamed from his entire body.
This was no ordinary mortal horse stance, but a foundational cultivation method Qin Feng had specifically designed for him, called the Chaos Pillar.
Once the stance was formed, it felt as though he had become one with all of Skeleton Mountain, bearing the weight of its ranges while being wrapped in a faint, nearly imperceptible current of Chaos Qi that constantly scoured his limbs and bones.
The process was exceptionally grueling, but the results were equally remarkable.
In just one day, Nezha felt that his control over his strength had improved by more than tenfold.
He was no longer a reckless brute with nothing but divine strength and no idea how to use it.
Qin Feng sat in the seat of honor nearby, holding a cup of Immortal Tea Shi Ji had just brewed and sipping it leisurely.
His gaze rested on the small figure below, carrying a hint of appraisal.
Though this boy was mischievous and restless by nature, his perseverance was first-rate.
The foundation of his Dao, remade by Chaos Origin, was even rarer than anything seen in ages.
Given time, he would surely become someone extraordinary.
Just as the tranquil atmosphere settled over the place, a clear voice filled with unmistakable respect rang in from outside the mountain gate.
"Third Prince Ao Bing of the East Sea Dragon Palace, acting on my father's orders, has come to pay respects to Senior Azure Stone Palace Lord!"
The voice was full and powerful, yet carefully restrained, as though afraid of disturbing