Harry sat cross-legged, trying to improve his soul cultivation. But before that, he checked his dantian.
He rarely checked it since he had nothing to do with it. The only thing he could do was cycle the energy in his body to lessen fatigue and recuperate lost Qi.
When he found his cultivation plummeting, his mind wandered to his dantian. As he cycled his Qi through his body, he could see energy seeping out of his dantian as clearly as day.
It was hard for Harry to digest, so he meditated, and his senses enabled him to see his dantian.
It looked like a pot, inside which a light blue energy was swirling.
Everything looked normal, but just as he was about to withdraw, his eyes fell on a dark blue root in the middle of his dantian.
The blue color of the root camouflaged among the blue Qi energy. Harry would have missed it if he hadn't noticed the imbalance in the swirling pattern.
