Three days later.
"Distant mountains can nourish the heart, clear streams can steady the mind; if your thoughts are like mountains, then your heart finds truth, if your nature is like water, then your spirit becomes refined. Let the mental realm relax with no other distractions, all things as if natural, breathe in stillness and nourish…"
As Immortal Monarch Fatian's somewhat weary voice echoed, a bone-piercing wind swept across the top of the Observatory. Jiang Yuebai shivered out of nowhere and snapped awake from the haze.
Her mind went blank for an instant; she felt as if a chunk of her memory had broken off, like she had forgotten something.
But at the same time she inexplicably felt excited and satisfied, as if she were soaking in warm water, every pore loose and comfortable.
Jiang Yuebai swept her gaze around in confusion. Lu Nanzhi, Xie Jingshan, and Shen Huaxi were just like her, still in meditation posture, dazed and groggy.
