Yang Qing's eyes flashed like he was about to grasp something but it kept escaping his grasp at the final moment.
His grandfather's words were like an endless storm of inspiration. Every sentence he spoke seemed to contain profound wisdom that kept filling the missing pieces in Yang Qing's mind.
"Grandpa is Grandpa after all.." he thought as his awe-filled gaze fell on his grandfather who was still enthusiastically going on about the peerless jade physique.
He may be the one with the physique but his grandfather seemed to have deeper insights about it than he did.
All this while he had been treating the Yin Yang jade bones as something separate to himself, like an external weapon instead of considering it a part of himself.
It took his current weakened state and his grandfather's insightful words for him to suddenly realize his peerless jade physique was no different from his soul.
I will be creating a glossary of Yang Qing's family. It should already be out by the time you read this