Zheng Fa's home, Zheng Fa sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his spiritual power circulating within his body in accordance with the Chi Xiao Technique.
He had been cultivating for three hours now—much longer than his usual practice sessions.
Suddenly, his face flushed with color,
The next moment, a vortex of spiritual energy appeared above his head.
When he opened his eyes, there was a trace of delighted smile in them.
"Breakthrough?" The voice of the Sect Leader suddenly sounded beside his ear: "Come see me."
He wondered when this old man started watching him, discovering his breakthrough the moment it happened.
When Zheng Fa arrived at the straw hut, the Sect Leader was sitting on the meditation cushion, wearing a smug smile, as if he had something urgent to boast about.
"Master?"
"Qi Cultivation fourth level? Not bad."
The Sect Leader glanced at him and said with a happy demeanor.
Zheng Fa bowed his head in acknowledgment.
