The room felt unusually silent as I prepared for my first major breakthrough. I took a long look around, straightening up the last few things and settling myself in the center, ensuring there was ample space to avoid anything catching fire or, heaven forbid, shattering. The air was thick with anticipation, almost electric, as though the room itself sensed that something monumental was about to happen.
Settling down, I couldn't help but recall the elder's words: "Condense the Qi… transform it into liquid essence." I smirked to myself. "Mystical juice box, here I come," I muttered, shaking my head.
The smirk faded as I closed my eyes, focusing. This wasn't a joke. I'd spent an intense month reaching the peak of Qi Condensation, and the moment had finally come to push beyond. Each step up was one that brought me deeper into this world—one that made my role as "prince" a little more real.