The cycle of energy circulation within Xu Feng's body continued relentlessly, a mesmerizing dance of power that surged through his meridians like a symphony of life. With each passing cycle, the fullness in his belly grew more real, and he could feel his dantian brimming with energy, ready to overflow at any moment.
As he dove deeper into his cultivation, he became acutely aware of the rhythm of the process—the ebb and flow of energy, the moments of culmination, and the anticipation that followed. It was a cycle that kept him in a realm beyond the physical world.
Then there would be a punctuation just before his hunger consumed him, and water would touch Xu Feng's lips, and his appetite would wane and he would become enthralled in the cycle again.
After four complete cycles, Xu Feng's hunger began to assert itself, and he eagerly awaited the next infusion of liquid to quench his craving.
