"Grandmaster, we've come to see you." Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou said with a grin, looking at the Daoist who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The lamplight made the two of them look impossibly enormous.
The Primordial Daoist stared in confusion at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou as they came in carrying bedding.
Hadn't it been only half an hour since they parted? How had they managed to get themselves locked in the same cell as him so quickly?
The Silent Daoist was deeply moved. He hadn't expected his good disciples to worry so much about his life in prison that they'd come all the way here to keep him company.
"This place is actually quite suitable for the two of you to cultivate," the Silent Daoist said earnestly.
The prison's formation could suppress spiritual power, but Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou's cultivation was too high and their foundations too solid for it to fully contain them. Cultivating in prison was like a martial artist training with weights. If they could adapt to the environment, it would greatly benefit their cultivation in the future.
"There's a benefit like that?" Lu Yang brightened. Good deeds really did bring good fortune.
"Your master isn't wrong about that," the Everlasting Fairy said.
At that moment, Lu Yang's mental space underwent a dramatic transformation. A row of thick pillars divided it in two, with Lu Yang on one side and the Everlasting Fairy on the other.
As the boss, the Everlasting Fairy was quite the loyal sort. She followed the principle of sharing hardships, locking herself in a cell too and even putting on a ragged, drafty prison uniform to suffer alongside Lu Yang.
"...Wait, Fairy, isn't your living situation a little too good?"
Lu Yang looked at the straw covering his