The Alchemy Dao…
Feng Zhang sighed.
'Perhaps it was because I was too obsessed with the Alchemy Dao that I went astray, almost to the point of qi deviation.'
Then he thought of Mo Qi. From the moment he arrived at the Hall of Envoys, whether it was his strength in the Martial Dao or his so-called Medicinal Cuisine, he handled everything with an air of effortless mastery.
'Perhaps this is the optimal state for Cultivation!'
'My obsession must have been too deep. I wove a cocoon and trapped myself inside. That's why my Cultivation and my Alchemy Dao have stagnated for all these years!'
'So why did I put myself through all this?'
'Since I'm stagnating, why not change my approach? Adopt a new mindset?'
At this thought, Feng Zhang was suddenly enlightened. He felt a sense of clarity, as if his Spiritual Energy had merged with the sea, and his mind became a beacon of light.
In that instant, the world seemed to become much clearer.
