In a quiet room in the hotel set aside for meditation, Xu Ran sat cross-legged with his palms and soles facing upward, his eyes closed as he cultivated.
Blood-red, jade-white, and pale-gold light, corresponding to vital blood, Essence Power, and Divine Sense, naturally formed an energy cocoon around his body. The three powers had already reached a certain equilibrium.
About an incense stick's worth of time passed. As the energy cocoon drew back into Xu Ran's body, his closed eyes slowly opened.
A sharp gleam flashed deep in his eyes. His fully replenished essence, energy, and spirit converged, naturally producing a mystical quality that made his already handsome figure seem like an immortal descended to the mortal world.
As he slowly raised a hand, the long saber hanging on the quiet room's wall flew out with a ringing clang. Guided by his aura, it landed in his hand in an instant.
"Do Not Pursue, I'm counting on you today." Xu Ran formed a sword gesture with his other hand and brushed his fingers across the blade before returning it to its sheath and hanging it at his waist.
Three days had passed since he arrived in Abyssbreak City.
During the three days Fang Canghai had secured for him, Xu Ran had thoroughly regulated his powers according to the Yangguang Cultivation Method, even sacrificing three days of meditation to do so.
Now, his condition had reached its peak.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Knocking came from outside the quiet room.
Fang Canghai entered and looked Xu Ran over, satisfaction appearing on his face. "You look full of vigor. How's your cultivation going?"
"The three powers have reached equilibrium." Xu Ran smiled.
"Good." Fang Canghai nodded slightly. "Once the three powers reach equilibrium, even if meditation absorbs some Divine Sense, cultivating once every three