The crystalline azure Nascent Soul darted about joyfully in the sea of consciousness, emanating an endless spiritual grace.
In the quiet chamber, azure spiritual light flickered around Xu Ping from time to time.
...
Time flies like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed quietly.
Within the secret chamber.
"Buzz..."
An almost inaudible humming sounded as the restriction on the stone door dissipated like ripples of water.
Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, with inner brilliance in his gaze, deep as the ocean, and his aura full and harmonious, without a hint of hollowness.
After a year of sitting still, his Nascent Soul Realm was thoroughly solidified, with a foundation as firm as a rock.
He stood tall, a formless pressure naturally exuded, only to be instantly retracted, returning to simplicity.
"My cultivation is completely stable; it's time to pay a visit to True Monarch Lan Ling."
