Years had passed. Over time, Xie Qing became increasingly stronger in mind and body.
After so many grueling training sessions and meditations, in the third year, his body became as hard as a boulder, and he could easily break rocks with his hands and lift weights of almost a ton with just one arm.
In the fifth year, he finally felt Qi and no longer had problems detecting it. Ten years later, on his 60th birthday...
"I-I..."
With a stammering, hoarse voice, Xie Qing looked at his body, which was brightly glowing with Qi. He clenched his hand and heard the air cry out. This feeling of power was intoxicating!
"First stage of Enlightenment... Heavens... I... did it!"
Xie Qing clenched his teeth and was ready to cry with joy. The grueling ten years had made his soul suffer. Every day was like Groundhog Day - practice, training, meditation, reading.