Time flew, and a month slipped quietly away amid the misty vastness of Dingbo Lake.
Over this month, Chen Qing had scarcely stepped outside, pouring all his energy into digesting the medicinal potency of the Earth Core Milk, stabilizing his realm, and practicing martial arts.
Yet beneath the surface, Yunlin Prefecture was churning with hidden currents.
The day Leng Qianqiu would come to Wutai Sect was drawing ever nearer.
That day, inside the Quiet Room.
Chen Qing slowly opened his eyes. "I've finally absorbed every last bit of the medicine's essence."
He carefully sensed the changes within himself.
First came his body. Beneath his skin, his sinews and muscles knotted like coiling dragons, containing explosive power.
Nourished by the immense medicinal force, the Tiger Elephant realm of the Eight Extremes Vajra Body had become increasingly stable at its foundation. The sound of his tendons and bones resonating was low as thunder, with the hidden resonance of tiger roars and elephant trumpets within.
Then there was his true qi. The false "endless cycle of life" formed by his Five Elements true qi had become smoother and more harmonious, with higher and faster conversion efficiency.
With the slightest movement of his mind, when he converted the other four streams of true qi entirely into Qingmu True Qi, that surging true qi could even rival the reserves of an Embracing Dan Strength expert who had opened eleven or twelve regular meridians.
If Chen Qing later opened all twelve regular meridians and cultivated his other four inner arts to the fourth level as well—
Then the depth of his total true qi would become unimaginable.
Last, and most importantly—his root bones!
Chen Qing silently assessed himself and confirmed that his root bones had successfully risen to "seven forms"!
"Seven Form Root Bones..."
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