This time, Su Shi'er spent another half a year in seclusion.
It was not because there was enough ghostly qi left within him, but because after completely refining it, the True Yuan in his body had changed, and he needed time to grow familiar with it.
A cultivator's increased cultivation and strength did not merely manifest in greater power.
The more powerful the strength, the more time and effort were needed to master it.
Only by wielding one's own power as easily as one's own arm could one achieve the greatest effect when facing enemies in battle or confronting all manner of sudden contingencies.
As the saying went, haste called for patience.
The more critical the situation, the more one needed to calm down.
No matter how anxious he was, Su Shi'er patiently sorted through his condition.
This day.
Inside the cave abode.
Su Shi'er sat cross-legged. The aura around him had long since returned to calm, with not a trace of sinister ghostly qi remaining.
Not only around his body—even throughout all his meridians and within the Dantian Small Universe, there was likewise no trace of ghostly qi.
Yet at the very center of the Dantian Small Universe, the Nascent Soul seated in meditation had undergone further changes compared to before.
After refining Divine Power, Su Shi'er's Nascent Soul radiated golden light from head to toe, its aura carrying divine majesty. It resembled a tiny, miniature Divine Being.
As the Nascent Soul inhaled and exhaled True Yuan, it also gave birth to a power similar to Divine Power, allowing Su Shi'er to continuously cultivate True Yuan of astonishing quality.
But now, with the ghostly qi completely refined, the Nascent Soul that had once been entirely golden seemed to have been dyed by streams of black light.
Its radiance had