Zhang Deming checked it over one more time, took a deep breath, and clicked "Complete Upload" with some trepidation.
Countless lines of code condensed into a ball of light. The ball of light eventually transformed into a cloud of gray mist, and a thread extended from the mist, connecting to the Spiritual Power in his Dantian.
Immediately, the gray mist sank into Zhang Deming's body and rapidly spread out, forming a thin layer of smoke on the surface of his skin.
With a flicker of his will, the smoke swirled slightly. His entire form became somewhat illusory, but he could still be seen.
With another thought, the smoke instantly contracted back into his Dantian, enveloping the cultivation script there.
Zhang Deming's Cultivation began to plummet: Intermediate Apprentice, Junior Apprentice... then, a moment later, it reverted.
The effect this time was actually quite good.
After several more attempts, Zhang Deming had figured out the general effects of the Hidden Breath Technique.
