The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
Ning Que looked at his dirty black hands and could not see what was different. He clenched his hand into a fist tightly and did not notice anything different. His arm was still the same size and did not turn into the legendary green monster that was super strong.
However, he knew that something must have changed while he was unconscious. The aura in the sword marks on the walls around him had disappeared. The Qi of Heaven and Earth had also returned to normal. The aura must have calmed after it entered his body and tempered it.