At night.
Xia Ping stayed in the lounge. He operated his Qigong and slowly rotated his Ethereal Force.
Bang!
Suddenly, his body trembled. His True Essence was like a flood that broke through a dam. It broke
through two of his meridians, and his strength increased by another level.
The battle with Xie Anshou had greatly stimulated Xia Ping's potential. The energy in his body was
madly refined.
So far, he had opened 12 meridians and reached the peak of the seventh level of the Martial Master
Realm. He was only one step away from the eighth level of the Martial Master Realm.
"But I've used too much Water Moon Grass. I've actually used up 60% of it. The remaining 40% will
be used up." Xia Ping clenched his fists and sighed.
Because he had obtained a large amount of Water Moon Grass in the cave of the Silver Serpent
King, he thought it would be enough to support him until the Grandmaster Realm. But now, he had