Several hours slipped quietly by amid the shifting Aurora.
The gap at the top of the cave dwelling still held faint lingering traces of laws. The intertwined gold-and-black streaks of light resembled frozen lightning, refusing to disperse. When the stone door concealed by vines slowly pushed inward, an entirely different aura rushed forth.
Qin He stepped out slowly, his black robes stirring without wind, their edges unexpectedly glittering with tiny starlight.
His hair appeared even darker than before. As it fell over his shoulders, threads of pale golden light occasionally slid from its tips.
Deep within his eyes, the illusory shadow of the Demonic Cloud Millstone intertwined with a gold-and-black pillar of light. At a glance, it seemed as though stars were being born and dying, laws endlessly circulating—yet all its outward sharpness had been drawn in, leaving only a tranquil stillness that had returned to simplicity.
The air around him seemed to have become part of him. With every gesture, Aurora faintly moved in rhythm with him, and even the bluestone beneath his feet took on a gentle, warm glow.
This was a sign that laws and flesh had fused. The foundation of the Other Shore Realm had already revealed itself upon him.
Long Qingyao stood beside the vines, carrying a food box in her hand. The embroidered star patterns on her skirt glimmered faintly in the morning light.
When she saw Qin He emerge, she hurried forward two steps. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, but her former timidity was gone, replaced by unwavering resolve in her eyes. "Senior Qin."
Qin He nodded, his gaze falling upon the food box in her hands as a faint fragrance reached his nose.
"Have you prepared the apprenticeship gift?"
"Yes." Long Qingyao handed over the food box, her voice clear. "They're all