"Cultivating this Pupil Skill is not just about controlling human hearts, but also a refinement of one's own nature!"
"Perhaps, at this moment, I am still unqualified to possess such a formidable power."
"But I believe, through continuous cultivation, through repeated breakthroughs of the self, I will eventually make myself worthy of it!"
Zhang Beixing closed his eyes again, immersing his entire mind in cultivation.
This time, he was in no rush for quick success, but instead adopted a more composed mindset, to feel and comprehend the mysteries within the blood.
The crimson light once again circulated in the vessels.
Only this time, it seemed to have become more gentle and more compliant.
Thread by thread, strand by strand, it flowed through Zhang Beixing's perception, merging with his Intent.
It was as if some kind of marvelous connection was being established between Zhang Beixing and the blood.
Thus, day after day passed by.
