Late at night, in the hotel room.
My Dantian heats up, the Qi Sea continuously operates, Spiritual Power flows through the meridians into the Qi Sea.
A Small Heavenly Cycle forms, a ceaseless flow.
It is Hai Hour, and by the moonlight, I reach the critical moment of breathing regulation.
If I can make it through this hurdle, not only will the depleted vital energy be completely restored.
My strength will also make a small leap forward because of the Yin Virtue accumulated from killing the Vine Demon.
As I completely enter meditation with my legs crossed, the sound of rustling seems arises by my ear.
Even though I cannot open my eyes, I can feel something scaly crawling onto my bed.
I know it's a snake, but it's not a regular snake.
With a rotten smell of medicinal wine, it crawls on my back, and as long as it approaches the exposed skin.
It opens its mouth, and I will be bitten and poisoned to death.
