A certain someone in White Gold-Patterned Immortal Armor was fast asleep.
More than a dozen clones quickly gathered around her, raising shields and keeping watch against the outside. The clone holding the guqin bent down to inspect her and found that she had merely exhausted herself into unconsciousness. She would wake after resting for a while. It would be even better if there were some means to speed up her recovery.
"Looks like she exhausted herself until she passed out. We can't let anyone else know."
"Don't worry. There's only me within several hundred li. Only an idiot would tell anyone. If she wakes up, remember to remind me to wash the mud off my armor. A dragon should be clean."
The clone holding a spear spoke proudly, though something about it felt strangely off.
The clone wielding a heavy saber nodded.
"You talk a lot, so you're right. No... I talk a lot, so I'm right. That's not right either... You talk a lot, and I'm right... It still feels wrong..."
One clone suffered a minor malfunction, painfully tangled up in whether I was me, whether I was you, and whether you were me.
Fortunately, a certain white dragon carried a strange treasure that protected the Divine Soul. The Colored Treasure Pearl flew from her clothes and hovered between her dragon horns, radiating colorful light as it nurtured her dragon soul. The white paper umbrella, which had not been used for a long time, slowly opened and began to spin, shielding Bai Yujun as she lay face-down and motionless.
Bai Yujun was not having an easy time of it, trapped in a state of deep unconsciousness.
Her mind was clearly awake, yet she could not control her body. She felt as though she were suspended in a void. It