Inside the Quiet Chamber, Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged on the mat with his eyes closed.
He wore only a pair of shorts, his muscular upper body covered in sweat, with dark patterns faintly visible beneath his flushed skin, constantly emitting a scorching heat.
The entire room felt like a furnace!
After a long time, Zhang Yuan reopened his eyes, and the flames burning in his gaze gradually extinguished.
He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and his body surface quickly returned to normal.
Only some impurities were left behind.
Although his cultivation had progressed significantly, Zhang Yuan felt no joy; instead, he shook his head helplessly.
He had spent three days fully refining the medicinal effects of the second stalk of Qilin Grass.
This pushed the cultivation of the Six Harmonies Qilin Body a big step forward.
But it was still far from the Realm of Minor Achievement.
This also completely extinguished the last trace of hope in Zhang Yuan's heart.
