Xuanzhenzi nodded, then turned and went to inquire.

Chen Ping’s gaze fell on the aquatic girl, and the aquatic power deep within his dantian that he had been unable to refine suddenly throbbed.

The beating was extremely intense, like a heart that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly awakening, carrying an unusual resonance that spread upwards along his meridians, striking out a dull rhythm in his chest cavity.

Chen Ping’s body stiffened slightly.

That power had never reacted so violently within his body before; normally it would just quietly reside in a corner of his dantian, like a stone sunk into deep water.

But at this moment, it seemed to be awakened by something invisible, trembling wildly, like a fish trapped in a net struggling to break free.

The tremor traveled through his meridians, causing his limbs to feel numb.