"Hahaha!" After examining himself so carefully, how could Li Xiaoya fail to realize that he had truly advanced to the Core Condensation Stage? He leaped up, laughing with delight.
"Ow!" Before Li Xiaoya could finish celebrating, he cried out in pain and fell back down. He had sat meditating for so long that his feet had gone completely numb. The moment he jumped up, unbearable pins and needles shot through them, making him yelp.
"Owww! How long was I meditating? Why does it hurt so much?" Li Xiaoya rubbed his thighs. "Huh?" As soon as he touched them, he noticed something wrong. Why were they so filthy and dusty? He quickly looked down and saw that his formerly clean clothes had somehow become coated in a thin layer of something resembling dust.
"What is this?" Li Xiaoya felt it with his fingers. It seemed dry yet greasy. He circulated the Divine Flame Art to get the blood flowing through his numb legs. Only after several cycles did the numbness and pain fade. He stopped circulating the art, stretched his arms and legs, and muttered, "Could I have been meditating for a very long time?"
"Right! I can just ask Feng Chenzi!" With that thought, Li Xiaoya took out the White Necklace, formed a spell seal, and pointed at it, instantly dispelling the Concealment Spell. It seemed that, besides the tremendous increase in his magic power and divine sense, his spellcasting speed had improved considerably as well.
"Hey! Senior Feng, are you all right?" Li Xiaoya asked the necklace.
Yet no answer came from Feng Chenzi for quite some time. Li Xiaoya waited a little longer, but when he still heard nothing, he raised his voice. "Senior Feng! Senior Feng! Are you there?"
"Hmm? Huh?" At last, Feng Chenzi's groggy voice