Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The morning mist had yet to fully dissipate, and the courtyard still held a trace of cool, damp vapor.
The bluestone ground glistened with a faint azure sheen from the moisture. Occasionally, early-rising sparrows landed on the vermilion eaves, chirped twice, then flapped away toward the distant sea of forest.
Lin Yao sat cross-legged, Soul Power circulating around him like a slender spring, no longer as surging and restless as it had been days ago.
After several days of settling down, followed by a night of repeated refinement and familiarization, he had finally smoothed out the explosive power within him that had arisen from his transformation.
Now, with every lift of his hand or step of his foot, Soul Power responded as naturally as an arm or finger. He could even clearly sense the path each strand of Soul Power took through his meridians.
He slowly closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into his body as his fingertips trembled unconsciously twice.
At that instant, he clearly sensed that his physical constitution, Soul Power intensity, and even his mental strength—which far surpassed those of the same rank—had all reached a subtle critical point.
It was as though one more slight push would shatter the shackles and usher in a new transformation.
A faint smile curved Lin Yao's lips. Before this, he had worried that, with his rapid rise in strength, it would be difficult to achieve his intended goal while maintaining a solid foundation—refining Soul Power, tempering his spiritual power, and honing his body all at once.
Now, it seemed the results had far exceeded his expectations.
According to his original plan, since he did not have the assistance of a Million-Year soul beast like Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, he had intended to wait until he