Inside Chen Ku's spacious courtyard, though winter had stripped the pine and cypress of their eternal verdure, a massive holly tree lent an abundance of vitality to the space.
Yet, the dry chill in the air served as a constant reminder that the year's end approached, and with it, the time when the cold could kill.
Chen Ku sat cross-legged on the large mahogany bed in his home, breathing out a puff of white air into the dry, cold atmosphere.
Inner Qi mid-stage.
Sensing the abundant Qi Power within his body, he knew there would no longer be the embarrassment of reverting to his original state after summoning even the slightest bit of it.
Sufficient Qi, Sufficient Qi, no wonder the mid-stage of Inner Qi is called 'Sufficient Qi.' It truly is a marvelous description. Now there's a foundation of Qi Power in my body that won't dissipate. Even if my Qi Power is lacking, that foundation will always be there.
Chen Ku finally understood the meaning of that phrase.
