Following his master's guidance, Zhang Yi gathered the "qi" within his body that he could see through inner vision.
As his Nascent Soul collapsed, his ability to look inward grew weaker and weaker until it finally vanished.
However, because he had already gathered the "qi" within his body, even after his inner vision disappeared, he could still sense that qi's existence.
When he felt that qi "roaming" through his body, circulating between every part of him, Zhang Yi found it miraculous.
Did this mean he had begun cultivating Martial Dao?
"How is it?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Master, I can sense the 'qi' in my body, but I can't make it manifest." Zhang Yi looked at his master. "What do I cultivate next?"
"The next step is naturally to strengthen that qi of yours!" Zhang Yang let out a breath of relief. "Just keep a close eye on that qi. Leave everything else to me!"
He took out all kinds of precious spirit medicines and first helped Zhang Yi recover from the wounds caused by the destruction of his Nascent Soul.
After giving it some thought, he directly took out a Seven-Colored Lotus Seed and used spatial power to strike it into Zhang Yi's heart.
This Seven-Colored Lotus Seed contained boundless vitality. It could even heal Biling Zi's and Hualingzi's injuries, so using it now to help Zhang Yi refine his body was truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Yet Zhang Yang still used one of his three remaining lotus seeds on his disciple.
"Master!" Zhang Yi cried out. "What did you put inside my body? It's devouring my 'qi'... But after swallowing it, it spits it back out... It seems like my 'qi' has grown stronger!"
Zhang Yang's divine sense had been watching his disciple's body all along.