Yang Jing condensed a Metal Element Magic Sword, holding it in his hand. He took the core of a piece of locust wood, sliced it into thin slivers, and stacked them together.
After dispersing the Magic Sword back into Magical Power and withdrawing it into his Dantian, Yang Jing sat cross-legged on the Meditation Cushion. His surroundings suddenly darkened as a large amount of Sun Essence Qi was drawn into his body.
After he reached Foundation Establishment, his Magical Power had greatly increased, and so had the amount of Sun Essence Qi he could refine in a single session of Nine Breath Qi Refining.
By the end of the process, the vast amount of Sun Essence Qi was reduced to a tiny speck. Before, it had been only the size of a pinprick; though still minuscule, it was now at least three times larger.
Yang Jing carefully spat out this speck of Sun True Fire. The golden point of light wobbled as it drifted down, landing on the slivers of locust wood core.
