Within the quiet chamber, spiritual energy hung like mist.
It lingered without dispersing.
Xu Xuan sat cross-legged at the heart of the Spirit-Gathering Formation, his aura rising and falling like the tides.
It was as though he resonated with the entire Great Xu Immortal Dynasty.
Ever since the Xuanhuang Fate Register had bestowed the "Karmic Burden of Fortune" upon him.
Whenever he cultivated, he could sense the myriad thoughts of the common people reaching him from the unseen.
Although this power of thought was insufficient to replenish his magical power directly.
For him, it could nevertheless temper his soul like the flames of a furnace.
Tempering his heart day and night made his thoughts increasingly clear and his cultivation of his technique increasingly complete.
Time flowed like water; the years flew like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since Xu Xuan entered seclusion.
On this day.
The spiritual energy within the quiet chamber abruptly began spinning faster, pouring into Xu Xuan like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Within the Qi Sea of his dantian, magical power surged and roiled, already filled to the utmost.
The Evergreen Technique circulated through his meridians faster and faster.
Finally, accompanied by a faint hum that seemed barely there, his cultivation climbed another level.
Xu Xuan opened his eyes, a flash of crimson gold flickering through them.
His aura was nearly three times stronger than it had been half a year ago.
"The Qi Refining Tenth Layer. When the water comes, the channel forms."
He murmured to himself without much surprise or delight, as though everything was only as it should be.
He possessed Earth Spiritual Root aptitude, aided by the dynasty's fortune.
Besides that, resources kept coming, and the Black Serpent Ancient Artifact continuously nourished