Han Yu stood up slowly, his limbs stiff from sitting cross-legged for three days straight. He stretched his arms with a groan, back popping in a series of satisfying krrk noises. Then, with a mental nudge, he shifted his consciousness into his Soul Space once more.
There it was—a shimmering sea of Soul Qi swirling beneath the translucent lotus that marked his Soul Core. Waves of pale white light surged and receded in gentle tides, reflecting the Eight Emotions Energy that had been refined and absorbed over the last few days. It was beautiful, yes. Tranquil even. But Han Yu squinted suspiciously, hands on his hips.
"Just how big is this damn thing now?" he muttered.
