The sun sets in the west, the moon takes its shift, and the stars are playfully winking.
A silent night, only insects frolicking.
The next day, when the sun came out, dew trickled down the leaves onto Ye Tian's lips...
Such days continued for fourteen cycles of sunrise and sunset, and Ye Tian once again opened his eyes, his body brimming with Gang Qi.
"Awake?" The face before him belonged to Xu Kong.
Ye Tian looked around was he in some valley? Clearly, he was still at Xu Kong's home.
"How many days has it been?"
"Do you really think one day in the mountains is a year on the ground?" Xu Kong teased Ye Tian.
Ye Tian looked out the window, where the western sky blushed red with sunset.
"Could it be just one day?" Ye Tian couldn't believe it.
"I can hardly believe it either." Xu Kong chuckled.
