His third dantian had become much more consolidated after that battle. The pressure had truly worked. Every attack from Bao Ren, every moment of tension, had accelerated the stabilization process of the new core. The imperfections that had previously existed were now almost completely sealed, and the flow of Qi through the third dantian was much smoother.
As he walked through the bustling streets of the Celestial Descent Festival, he could clearly feel the new core becoming increasingly stable. It was a gratifying sensation, confirmation that his strategy had been the right one.
His mood immediately improved.
Now... it was time to continue learning another art.
The art of forging.
It didn't take long for him to reach the center of the enormous city once again.
The streets were just as crowded as before, filled with cultivators of all ages and cultivation levels. Food stalls, artifact shops, betting tents, everything continued to bustle with the energy of the festival.
