The second cycle sent a thicker strand of storm energy through Yan’s channels. It pressed against the meridians, then turned inward as the method’s backlash reinforced the same tissue it would normally damage. He followed the written sequence from body to foundation and back through the marked turn.
Qinghe watched the pressure rise on the sensors. “Keep the channel open until the final marker. Don’t rush the turn.”
Yan’s breath stayed even. He held the strand as it passed the last marker, then let the cycle close. The current left his skin and returned along the platform’s path. He felt his control grow more precise.
He opened his eyes and grinned at Qiao Wen. “The platform can carry the next cycle.”
Qiao checked the stone bank. “The measured supply is adequate. The platform is stable at this load.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.”
The readings showed the current spreading across more of Yan’s channels than in the first cycle. Qinghe asked him to complete the full loop before opening another strand. He did, following the written order without needing her to call each movement. Gu watched the reflective bowls and saw the soul trace remain coherent.
Yan looked toward the safety line. “What do the readings say?”
