When the night faded entirely, Ye Fan stood on the city wall for a whole night. The morning wind, carrying dew, dampened his cuffs. He gazed at the churning dark clouds in the direction of Cangwu Mountain, and the faint ghostly glow of the Golden Silkworm Gu from Yunyin Valley last night still flickered before his eyes. The Jiuxiao Huanpei at his waist grew slightly warm, and the beating frequency of the stars in his Inner World completely coincided with his heartbeat—the "human heart" Old Man Li spoke of was now transforming into the most vibrant power, outlining clear contours on the Rivers and Mountains Map.
"Young Master." A soft call came from behind. Su Qingxue's skirt brushed against the city bricks, carrying a faint scent of Chenshui wood. She looked up at him, her brows still stained with lingering fatigue, clearly having kept watch for half the night. "Master Yun is waiting for you in the alchemy room, saying he wants to test that fruit before the sun gets too fierce."
Ye Fan withdrew his gaze, his fingertips brushing the patterns of the Jiuxiao Huanpei. "You didn't rest last night?"
Chapter 238