After their spar, the two returned to their room.
Fang Hua was still savoring the memory of that sword strike.
Du Youqian, however, had already calmed his mind to carefully perceive something.
A power completely different from Spiritual Qi was continuously emerging from the void like a trickling stream, flowing into Du Youqian's body.
This power had appeared suddenly a few days ago.
Du Youqian had been startled at the time, thinking someone was secretly casting a curse on him or trying to harm him in some way he didn't understand.
But after calming down, he realized this power was not harmful to him.
For now, he hadn't discovered any benefits either.
To be precise, he was currently completely unable to influence this power.
After these trickles flowed into his body, they simply settled there, neither reacting with his body in any way nor being available for him to command.
If he didn't focus on perceiving it, he couldn't even feel its existence.
