Changes in the Body

Before Huang Huai could finish speaking, the waiter immediately put on an "I understand" expression and said, "Esteemed guest, please rest assured. As long as you close the courtyard gate, no one will disturb your cultivation without your summons!"

The word "cultivation" caught Huang Huai's ear. His heart stirred, and he nodded calmly, "Alright, you may withdraw."

The waiter repeatedly nodded, backing away while patting his chest, "Esteemed guest, just call me anytime you need anything."

With a clang, Huang Huai closed the courtyard gate and quickly entered the study. He found a few books on the bookshelf, packed them into a bundle, and returned to the living room. He closed the door, listened intently for a moment, and after confirming no one was around, he focused his mind and gazed into the void.

Soon, an ancient, rustic door slowly solidified in the void. After more than ten breaths, Huang Huai picked up the prepared bundle, pushed the door open, and entered, disappearing in an instant.

In the small courtyard behind Xunzhen Temple on Taihe Mountain, inside Huang Huai's room, a figure suddenly appeared. It was Huang Huai, who had just returned from a trip to another world.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Huang Huai let out a long sigh. It was the Xunzhen Temple, where he had lived for many years, that made him feel at ease.

While relaxing his mind, Huang Huai first walked to the table and picked up his phone, which he had placed there beforehand. He unlocked the screen, and the time immediately caught his eye.

It was 6:10 PM. Calculating the time he left that morning, it was clear that almost ten hours had passed. The time he spent in the other world was also about the same. Based on this, the flow of time in both worlds should be consistent. However long he spent in one world, the same amount of time would pass in the other.

Although there wasn't a drastic time difference like "a day in heaven is a year on earth," the consistency of time between the two worlds was a relief for Huang Huai. He had genuinely worried that if he stayed in one world for a while, he might return to find years or even decades had passed.

He first checked the call log and found no missed calls. However, when he scrolled through the messages on his phone, he saw a pinned WeChat group named "Loving Family." It displayed a notification of "99+" messages. Seeing so many unread messages, Huang Huai couldn't help but grin. He casually opened the WeChat group and saw a long chat history.

Yellow Shirt Girl: "Brother, I'm on vacation, I'm on vacation..."

Mom Huang: "Oh, my baby is on vacation!"

Yellow Shirt Girl: "Dear Mom, I want to go find Big Brother to play..."

Dad Huang: "I have a meeting these two days. Daughter, you go with your mom to Xunzhen Temple first. I'll come after I'm done!"

Yellow Shirt Girl: "Hee hee, Dad, you go by yourself. Brother, Brother, come out and talk, do you welcome your cutest little sister flying to see you or not."

Yellow Shirt Girl: "Ah, where is he? Brother, where are you? Don't play dead, talk to me quickly!"

Dad Huang: "Hahaha, my daughter is getting impatient!"

Mom Huang: "Baby, don't bombard your brother, he might not have his phone with him right now!"

Yellow Shirt Girl: "Brother, I've tagged you so many times, and you haven't responded. Hurry up and coax me, or I'll get angry!"

Reading through the messages, Huang Huai could almost see the faces of his parents and his younger sister, Huang Shan, in his mind. A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and a smile touched his lips.

His startled mind finally settled down. He then replied in the group, expressing his immense excitement and warm welcome for his parents and younger sister coming to see him on Taihe Mountain.

As soon as the message was sent, it was like poking a hornet's nest. He heard the "didi di" notification sound. It could only be his little sister.

While replying to messages, Huang Huai pushed open the door. The setting sun cast its rays upon him.

Glancing at the sky, Huang Huai stepped out of the small courtyard. After a few steps, he bumped into Chen Wei, who was cleaning.

"Brother Chen, why so late today!"

Chen Wei, sweating profusely, looked up at Huang Huai and couldn't help but complain, "I wish I could send the tourists away earlier, but these people were probably cooped up at home for the past two years. Now that they're free, they're running around like crazy. Even our remote Xunzhen Temple is almost at full capacity. You didn't see today, the number of people offering incense and praying was just incredible!"

Huang Huai smiled at Chen Wei's complaint, "Then you must have worked hard, Brother Chen!"

Chen Wei waved his hand, and then, as if remembering something, he asked with concern, "By the way, Xiao Jiu, has your fever gone down? Is it serious? I know you weren't feeling well and needed to rest, so I didn't call you for lunch or dinner. But the kitchen specifically saved some food for you. Go eat if you're hungry."

Hearing Chen Wei's concern, Huang Huai, who had actually recovered long ago, smiled and said, "I slept for most of the day, and the fever has subsided. I feel much better now!"

Chen Wei looked Huang Huai up and down, his eyes lighting up, "It seems you've really recovered from the fever. Your complexion is much better than before. Anyone would think you took some powerful tonic!"

Unintentionally spoken, but intentionally heard, Huang Huai thought of his recent encounter in the other world. The blessing granted by the Seventh Elder of the Great River Sect was indeed like a powerful tonic!

Just as they were talking, a voice called out, "Chen Wei, finish up here and quickly go clean the incense burners in the side hall. So many people have been offering incense and praying these past few days, the burners are full of ash!"

The speaker walked over slowly, giving instructions to Chen Wei while his gaze fell upon Huang Huai. It was none other than the Abbot, the Great Daoist Master.

The Great Daoist Master, who had been busy all day, had intended to visit Huang Huai's courtyard. After all, Chen Wei had mentioned earlier that Huang Huai had a high fever.

Although the Great Daoist Master knew that most people would be fine after getting through a high fever.

The key was that Huang Huai hadn't been seen all afternoon. Chen Wei had said Huang Huai was sleeping, and with the arrival of tourists and the endless busyness, even the Great Daoist Master couldn't find time to check on Huang Huai.

Now that he had some free time, the Great Daoist Master naturally wanted to see how Huang Huai was doing. After all, if the illness was too severe, he couldn't just tough it out.

He had expected Huang Huai to still be resting in his room but didn't expect to encounter him here. So, upon seeing Huang Huai, the Great Daoist Master's gaze immediately went to his face.

With just one look, the Great Daoist Master's expression shifted slightly. He quickly took a few steps forward, reached out, and grabbed Huang Huai's wrist. While taking his pulse, he said, "Xiao Jiu, your complexion seems off. You haven't been burned out by the fever, have you..."

"Huh? How is this pulse..."

The Great Daoist Master's hand rested on Huang Huai's wrist, feeling the vigorous pulse beating under his fingertips. Even with his years of composure, the Great Daoist Master couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.