The world around me faded as I sank deeper into my meditation. Hours had passed since I'd isolated myself in the rear compartment of the aircraft, pushing my cultivation to its limits. The breakthrough was close—I could feel it. Power surged through my meridians, golden light mixing with darkness as I balanced the opposing energies within my body.
Something tugged at the edge of my consciousness. Voices? Distant shouting? I ignored the distractions, focusing on the critical juncture I'd reached. One wrong move could destroy months of progress.
Then I heard it—a woman's terrified plea cutting through my concentration.
"Please, don't make me do this!"
My eyes snapped open. The golden energy I'd been cultivating surged uncontrollably, responding to my sudden shift in awareness. Light erupted from my skin, bathing the small compartment in a brilliant glow.
