A recent shower had washed the sky, leaving it clear and azure.
Beneath the gentle sun, leftover rainwater dripped from the thatched eaves, pattering against the stone slabs of the courtyard with a steady DRIP, DRIP.
Chen Yu sat cross-legged on the stone floor of a bamboo pavilion, a few medicine vials scattered by his feet.
As his consciousness sank into his inner self, he could faintly hear the rustling of wind passing through the bamboo forest. Heavy with raindrops that bent the branches, the sound was deeper and steadier than usual.
「An unknown amount of time passed.」
[Qi Cultivation Lv.5 → Lv.6]
A cool mist brushed his face as he slowly opened his eyes. A golden radiance, as brilliant as the burgeoning morning sun, flashed across his clear, bright pupils.
The Spiritual Light receded in an instant, and his eyes looked no different than usual.
"Whoa!"
