A subtle current seemed to swirl around the mushrooms, the air trembling faintly with energy. The earth beneath pulsed steadily and grounded, while the air above danced light and quick. The perfect union of earth and wind qi, just as the journal described.
Wooyun reached out, gathering the energy within himself before carefully plucking the largest one. As soon as it left the ground, the surrounding qi rippled outward, brushing against his skin like a cool breeze before fading into stillness. He slipped the mushroom into a small pouch lined with sealing talismans, exhaling in relief.
"If the journal's right, this should help me merge my qi circulation," he muttered, adjusting his bag. He cast one last glance toward the grove, the glowing spores still flickering faintly like stars scattered in the undergrowth.
