When Lu Yang woke up again and saw the familiar shade of the trees above him, he knew he had been carried back to Sky Gate Mountain by Eldest Senior Sister.
He was tired from cultivation, often lying under the tree shade, enjoying moments of tranquility.
Sky Gate Mountain was still reassuring.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious.
Speaking of which, he seemed to have had a strange dream where Eldest Senior Sister became his disciple, and he taught her swordsmanship.
Thankfully, it was just a dream.
Thinking of this, Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head and saw Eldest Senior Sister sitting beside him, quietly peeling an apple for him with an expressionless face that blended into the background as if she were part of a painting.
Lu Yang shivered and sat up abruptly.
"Eldest Senior Sister!"
Yun Zhi lifted her eyelids slightly and handed the peeled apple to Lu Yang, "You're awake?"