After returning to the True Martial Peak Small Courtyard, Chen Qing did not rest immediately.
Inside the Quiet Room, he sat cross-legged on a cattail mat, circulating the Great Void True Scripture to consolidate the realm he had only recently broken through to.
True Essence surged like a rushing river, cycling endlessly through his Meridians. With every circulation, the liquefied True Essence grew a fraction more solid.
However, just as Chen Qing's mind had completely immersed itself in cultivation—
"Hum..."
An extremely subtle restlessness welled up from the depths of his dantian.
Chen Qing furrowed his brow slightly and immediately stopped circulating his technique. His divine sense turned inward, sweeping across every inch of his Meridians, every acupoint, and even the paths along which his True Essence flowed.
There was no abnormality.
It was as though that faint trace of restlessness had merely been an ordinary fluctuation that occasionally appeared during cultivation.
Chen Qing pondered for a moment before circulating his cultivation technique again.
Half an hour passed, and everything remained normal.
An hour later.
"Zzt..."
Another exceedingly faint sensation of something amiss flickered through the depths of the liquid True Essence in his dantian, vanishing in an instant.
Chen Qing abruptly opened his eyes.
Something was wrong.
Once might have been a coincidence, but twice in succession was absolutely not normal.
He once again scrutinized his entire body with internal inspection. He even mobilized the power of Qi and Blood from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Vajra Body, coordinating it with his divine sense for a deeper investigation.
Skin, flesh, bones, organs... all were intact and brimming with vitality.
His True Essence was pure and condensed, without the slightest impurity.
"Where exactly is the problem?" Chen Qing muttered, a trace of gravity flashing through his eyes.
The feeling of clearly