Zhao Xing nodded, his expression as cold as ever, then turned and left.
Lu Chang'sheng glanced at him, then turned back into the house. Following the experience that Zhao Xing had shared, he began practicing the Root Source section of the Elemental Refining Technique.
But it wasn't long before he sensed something was off.
If it had been about the Qi Cultivation Chapter, he'd naturally be clueless.
But ever since his Root Bone Talent had been amplified by the Golden Finger, his comprehension of Martial Dao was truly exceptional.
That was why he could detect a thread of anomaly within this Root Source Technique.
Was it an accident?
Or intentional?
In the night, the flickering lamplight fell on Lu Chang'sheng's face, making his features seem to shift between shadow and flame.
He had always followed his instincts—before he figured out what was going on, there was no way he'd continue cultivating this technique.
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In the blink of an eye, more than two weeks had passed.
