Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Inner Courtyard Martial Arts Arena.
Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged on a cushion in the center of the arena, her hands overlapped before her Dantian, her eyes gently closed, her breathing long and steady.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly rotated above her palm, its seven-colored radiance flowing endlessly and casting shifting light and shadow across her delicate face.
In her mind, she reviewed the circulation route of the Su Mo Ring Condensation Technique once more.
Starting from the Dantian, it rose through her chest, branched down both arms, then flowed back to her back, rose along her spine to the crown of her head, and finally descended back into her Dantian.
She was already thoroughly familiar with the route through her meridians.
Now, she only needed to combine it with the Soul Ring Visualization Method before she could begin condensing a Soul Ring.
She had been stuck at level ten for a full decade. The Soul Power accumulated in her Dantian had reached an almost terrifying level. What she lacked was not Soul Power, but merely a method to condense it into a ring.
Now, she had that method.
She took a deep breath and began.
Su Mo Ring Condensation Technique, here we go.
Her Soul Power circulated more and more smoothly. She could feel the Soul Power in her Dantian arranging itself according to the visualization diagram, layer upon layer, like spring silkworms spinning silk into cocoons, slow but steadfast.
Buzz—
A purple halo abruptly lit beneath her feet. Like ripples spreading across a lake, it expanded outward ring after ring. Its color gradually deepened from pale violet before finally settling into a rich, pure yellow.
The first tier of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda suddenly lit up.
Ning Rongrong abruptly opened