Fang Cheng gazed at the flames, his eyes reflecting the flickering golden specks.
Within the interplay of light and shadow, one could perceive that the flames were not merely consuming.
They were like a finely woven net, absorbing strands of information and stray energy from the outside world.
Simultaneously, through the act of burning, they purified all possible impurities that might interfere with themselves.
"This feeling..."
Fang Cheng had a flash of insight, suddenly realizing.
Isn't this the very Spiritual Technique he had once tried, used to purify foreign 'distracting thoughts'?
Back then, he practiced within the Memory Palace, but now he was simply practicing meditation.
Upon realizing this, Fang Cheng immediately summoned a panel.
Dim blue lights flashed before his eyes, with lines of prompt messages passing by one after another.
[You are absorbing foreign consciousness, condensing self-awareness, Spirit increases by 0.001]
