Nettle Swah Qi
[The trial will soon end. Prepare yourselves, you'll immediately be transported to the next trial.]
Micheal opened his eyes, his qi fading away as its last embers revealed his cultivation which firmly stood at the middle ranks of tier four.
This was astonishing. In seven days, he'd gone from an early tier two boy to a tier four entity, close to reaching its peak.
'I'm still unable to properly convert my Phoenix qi into neutral qi without losing less than ten percent of efficiency. This isn't good. Tsk.'
He leapt down from a huge branch and reached the soil beneath him, stretching as he allowed the cool winds of the forest to wash over him.
The air contained a refreshing and earthly smell as a light drizzle washed over the entirety of the forest.
Suddenly, his senses blared and his hairs stood on end, before he could react, a cold blade of qi with no handle was pressed against his throat.