On Lingxi Peak, inside Yang Jing's private Grade-A Training Room.
After a round of warming up and tempering his body, his muscles and bones were loose and unimpeded, and his true qi flowed smoothly. Both his physical and mental states had reached their peak.
Yang Jing steadied his fists and settled his breathing, then slowly turned and walked back to the meditation cushion in the chamber. He sat cross-legged, his back straight as a pine, his eyes slightly lowered, and his mind peaceful and solemn.
He reached into the Storage Bag at his waist and took out an exquisite, jet-black wooden box.
Its dark finish looked ancient and understated, but it was certainly not carved from ordinary wood.
Fine, winding, mysterious patterns shimmered across its surface. They intertwined and looped back upon themselves, carrying an ancient air of boundless ages that sealed the medicinal essence inside and prevented its potency from escaping.
Even the wooden box holding this treasure radiated an indescribable rarity and worth. Clearly, it was a specially acquired Spirit God Wood Casket, meant to preserve supreme Heavenly Treasures, protect their medicinal potency, and stabilize their Dao resonance.
His fingertips stroked the cool, delicate surface. Anticipation filled Yang Jing's eyes, and warmth stirred in his heart.
This Six-Calamity Heaven Lotus Leaf was the reward he had earned by fighting through the Jintai Grand Tournament, bathing in blood along the way, and claiming the championship. It was also the highest-grade Heavenly Treasure, with the greatest transformative potential, that he had obtained since embarking on the Martial Path.
He had once believed the Aperture-Nurturing Jade Marrow was already an exceedingly rare, supreme spiritual treasure. Its medicinal power was vast, its benefits endless, enough to transform a cultivator and propel his progress.
But now, holding the Six-Calamity Heaven Lotus Leaf, he