Hangedng light began streaming through the ornate windows of Robert's cultivation room, throwing elongated shadows over the gleaming wood floors. Robert gradually lifted his eyelids, rising from his profound meditation with fresh energy flowing through his spiritual channels."
"Through the night, his spiritual power had completely replenished, and all remaining soreness from blocking the assassin leader's devastating blows had vanished entirely.
More importantly, his newly formed Spirit Root felt more stable and integrated than before, as if the life-and-death combat had somehow strengthened his foundation.
"Robert rose and stretched his limbs, sensing the seamless circulation of spiritual power through his strengthened meridians. The soul essence he had drawn from the three dead assassins had done more than restore his energy—it had also granted him subtle understanding of various fighting styles and spiritual control techniques."
