Chương 347: What does the outside hold

"It's been a while," Mia commented as soon as we stepped outside. 

Yet, rather than running out into the open, she simply stood in place. The slow movements of her chest showcased that my beloved was simply enjoying the taste of the air outside. 

'It really does taste differently,' I thought after taking a whiff myself. And soon, rather than scouting the area, we simply stood down and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on our skin for the first time in a long while. 

"Arty..." Mia suddenly muttered, right as I realized what was the thing that made breathing just so enjoyable for the two cultivators like us to lose ourselves in it in an instant. 

"Yeah, I just noticed it too," I replied weakly as I raised my hand and moved it through the air, seemingly mixing it up a bit. "Either this place always had this insane amount of energy in the air, or it's just that the underground town has none of it," I elaborated on my findings.