Morning light leaked through the gap in the curtains and fell across Xiao Cheng's face.
He opened his eyes and paused. After surviving the Wind Tribulation last night, he had cultivated through the entire night. Only now did he finally have the chance to carefully sense the changes in his body. His breathing had become incredibly deep and prolonged. With a single inhale, it felt as though even the natural essence in the room was drawn into his lungs. When he exhaled, the airflow condensed like an arrow, shooting straight out half a foot before dispersing.
It was as if an invisible bellows had appeared in his chest. The air automatically circulated through his lungs several times before being slowly expelled.
Xiao Cheng threw back the covers and sat up. Calming himself, he carefully examined his body and found that the interior of his lungs seemed to have been plowed over by gale-force winds—the once-thick alveolar tissue had become denser, while fine wind patterns surfaced across it, as though meticulously carved by a blade.
This was the "Wind Aperture" recorded in the Dragon Transformation Sutra.
His heart stirred, and he followed the technique to circulate his breathing method.
Whoosh—
A stream of air burst from his mouth and condensed into a pale green wind blade in midair. It flew nearly twenty feet before silently sinking into the wall. A shallow cut appeared there.
"Interesting." Xiao Cheng nodded with satisfaction, got out of bed, and casually grabbed the teacup from the table for a drink.
Then he nearly dropped it.
Before the water even reached his throat, more than half the tea directly vaporized in his mouth, turning into a warm mist that was drawn straight into his lungs. The whole process was seamless, so smooth that it seemed his esophagus