Sun Zhe sat cross-legged on the bed. As Xia Shiqing silently recited the incantation, he felt as if a door deep within him was opening, with an endless source of power flowing to every part of his body.
At the same time, the oppressive force that existed in every limb, like an invisible shackle, was rapidly dissipating, making him feel as if his entire body was weightless.
Xia Shiqing sat on a small sofa beside him, silently mouthing the incantation. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes trembled as she looked at Sun Zhe with a gaze of disbelief, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.
"You're in the Spirit Gathering Realm?!"
Previously, she hadn't noticed, thinking Sun Zhe was at most in the Nascent Soul Realm. But now, while releasing the Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring, the feedback from the spiritual power fluctuations revealed Sun Zhe's true cultivation.
Suddenly, she asked, "Xiao Zhe, how old are you this year?"
