"The darkness before my eyes is not true darkness, what you call white, what is that white..."
Lin Yun had begun to sing, casually stroking Bai Jiaojiao's soft hair.
Life was already hard enough, it was good to have the White-haired Dragon Lady in his arms for some comfort.
"Even a monster coming at me now, to give me a chance to stretch my limbs would be nice!"
The Spiritual Liquid within Lin Yun's body had fully recovered, its concentration even stronger than before by a fraction.
This was all thanks to Xiao Qing's efforts.
Lin Yun let her rest for now, deciding to reward her after she woke up.
Right now, all Lin Yun wanted to do was stir up some trouble; otherwise, he was just too bored.
"I seem to have a particularly hard time calming my mind and composing myself."
After sitting idly for such a long time and feeling his own restlessness, Lin Yun realized that he was somewhat different from other cultivators.