Ye Cang's eyes moved slightly, sitting cross-legged in front of the hall.
Boom!
In an instant, his mind trembled, the muscles, bones, skin, and membranes around his body, along with the nine acupoints and the inner scene of the Dantian... all seemed to radiate a kind of glow, gradually becoming transparent in Song Chai Xin's eyes.
It seemed that every time Ye Cang operated his cultivation technique, every breath he took during the process of refining, could be clearly seen by Song Chai Xin.
"Could this be what is called 'testing the method with one's own body'?"
Looking at Ye Cang, who seemed like flawless white jade and yet as awe-inspiring as a great mountain, making him feel a sense of reverence.
Song Chai Xin's eyes were shaken, but unwilling to waste such a good opportunity, he immediately sat cross-legged in front of Ye Cang.
Then,
