Qin Fang carefully assessed his body's condition, feeling an unprecedented lightness.
Last year's life as a fugitive had nearly hollowed out his constitution. Although he had recovered some after arriving in True Martial... truth be told, a body so thoroughly depleted wasn't that easy to nurse back to health.
Shortness of breath, easy fatigue, weakness, listless Spirit, poor sleep...
All these symptoms, usually not very noticeable, had actually been with him all along.
He had just been forcing himself to overcome them and trying his best to adjust.
But to be honest, it wasn't that there were no results... but the effect was minimal.
But today, after taking a Qi Blood Pill and practicing the Pile once, he could clearly feel a new strength inside his body.
This strength not only made him feel physically lighter, but it also significantly improved his Spirit.
'...So this is the effect of taking it?'
'Just doing the Standing Pile yesterday didn't have this kind of effect!'
