A few days later.
Inside Langya Pavilion's Jia Character Quiet Room, the Earth Core Milk mist slowly dispersed as Chen Qing, seated cross-legged, opened his eyes.
"Whew..."
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, sensing the Qingmu True Qi in his dantian had grown a little more solid.
The ten free days of cultivation time in the Jia Character Quiet Room had produced remarkable results.
Though he was still some distance from opening the sixth regular meridian, both the quantity and purity of his true qi, as well as his understanding and application of his three martial arts, had improved.
Chen Qing left Langya Pavilion and returned to Qingmu Institute, where he sat down in a lakeside pavilion and poured himself a cup of clear tea.
Watching the sparkling waters of Dingbo Lake, a thought suddenly surfaced. I wonder where around Lake Heart Island I could fish in peace? I should ask someone next time. Fishing to calm the mind between cultivation sessions wouldn't be bad either.
It was practically a habit carved into his bones.
"Chief Disciple! Chief Disciple!" A crisp voice drew closer.
Yu Bao'er trotted over eagerly and presented a letter before Chen Qing as though offering up a treasure. "Senior Brother, someone delivered a letter to the institute gate and specifically said it was for you! I brought it to you right away!"
"You've been thoughtful."
Chen Qing took the letter and opened it.
It turned out Jiang Bohong had sent someone to deliver it.
The letter was brief. Someone had gathered the three fifteen-year-old main ingredients, each worth tens of thousands of taels, and asked him to refine pills. By custom, he would take half the finished pills as his share.
If the pill was successfully refined, he was willing to take one from