Inside the mountain cave, half a month flashed by in an instant. Yang Huai sensed nearly twenty wisps of golden dharma power drifting out from the depths of his dantian, and delight shone in his eyes.
Countless intricate runes seemed to flow deep within that dharma power. Every wisp appeared capable of easily prying loose the power of the metal spirit between heaven and earth, and each possessed all manner of mysterious abilities.
This Golden Register dharma power was more condensed than the dharma power cultivated through the Heavenly Yang Golden Light Talisman. Clearly, this meant that his foundation was stronger than before, or that the dharma power cultivated through the Mysterious Heaven Golden Register was of a higher quality.
This meant that none of his efforts had been in vain.
"What an intoxicating feeling!"
Yang Huai rejoiced inwardly.
If he could, he would have liked to cultivate all one hundred and eight wisps of dharma power needed for Gathering Qi in one go, then condense the mystic radiance of dharma power.
But thinking of the group outside worrying over him, he decided to leave seclusion first.
Of course, he was also coveting the flying sword in Second Senior Sister's hand.
At the entrance of the mountain cave, as the stone door rumbled open, Jiang Yuexin, who had been sitting in meditation in the forest all this while, opened his eyes. From afar, he saw Yang Huai emerge from the cave entrance in a short green cross-collared robe. At a single glance, Jiang Yuexin's eyes lit up. He sensed the change in Yang Huai.
"Looks like Little Junior Brother has formally entered the Dao and cultivated dharma power!"
"It went fairly smoothly!"
Yang Huai smiled faintly, glanced around, and only then said,
"During this time, thank you, Senior Brother Jiang,