November 29th. There was one day left until the end of the seventh rule.
Guan Tong sat in the small courtyard, regulating his breathing. He channeled his Psychic Power, guiding its flow to the tip of his right index finger.
A faint glow manifested at his fingertip. One second, two seconds... After eight seconds, the glow finally dissipated into specks of light.
Guan Tong wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. Even though he had only been channeling his Psychic Power for less than ten seconds, the effort required immense concentration and precise control.
Compared to the one or two seconds he could previously maintain, lasting nearly ten seconds as the rule's end approached was already good progress.
He had exchanged messages with Shi Jingyi a few times over the last few days. She told him he was progressing quickly and that, at this rate, he could probably achieve a complete Psychic Power Flow throughout his entire body within about three months.
