Within the dim cave, time slipped quietly by.
Lin Feng sat cross-legged, a faint azure glow shrouding his body.
The premium Greenwood Vitality Pill was extraordinarily effective, like the gentlest spring rain nourishing his damaged meridians and organs. Within his dried-up dantian sea of qi, Wind and Thunder True Qi gathered once more and began to flow slowly.
After an unknown length of time, he slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp gleam flashed through their depths.
The wound beneath his ribs had already scabbed over. Though his left arm remained weak and sore, the searing pain in his meridians had greatly subsided. He had recovered roughly forty to fifty percent of his strength.
More importantly, nourished by the pill, his spiritual power had recovered by more than half and become even more condensed.
He did not rise immediately, instead sinking his consciousness once more into studying the Breath Concealment Art.
[Analysis complete. Optimization and deduction of the Breath Concealment Art complete.]
The system prompt rang out in his mind, and an insight into how to conceal his aura more efficiently and thoroughly flooded his heart.
Lin Feng slowly circulated the optimized method.
The Martial Artist aura that had naturally leaked from his body during recovery began to recede like the tide. The fluctuations of his blood and qi were suppressed to their lowest point, his breathing became long and nearly inaudible, and even his body heat was drawn inward through a certain technique.
In mere moments, as he sat there, he was almost indistinguishable from the rocks beside him unless seen with the naked eye.
What a wondrous technique! Lin Feng silently praised.
Though the Breath Concealment Art possessed no offensive power, at certain times its usefulness surpassed even a powerful martial skill.
He stood and stretched