"How does it feel to have a body again?"
Venerable Skyfire asked with a smile.
Of everyone present, he could relate to Yao Lao the most.
After all, they had been through similar experiences.
"Wonderful."
Yao Lao took a deep breath.
The air flowed into his nostrils, through his respiratory tract, and finally into his lungs. He could clearly feel the entire process with his body.
So this was what it felt like to be alive.
"I wonder how much effort that kid spent developing this Dou Technique."
Yao Lao looked at his hand, which seemed no different from an ordinary flesh-and-blood hand.
He could feel that his entire body was made of Dou Qi.
But his breathing, pulse, heartbeat—everything he could feel was just like it had been in his old body.
It was truly hard to imagine how anyone could accomplish this.
"If you don't know, then there's no way I, the newcomer, would."
Venerable Skyfire spread his hands.
You're Qi Fei's master, and you're asking an outsider like me? Do you really think I'd know?
"Right."
Yao Lao felt a little conflicted.
Though he was Qi Fei's master in name, he really didn't know enough about him.
No, he didn't know enough about any of his disciples.
Yao Lao thought of Xiao Yan standing before him and describing that crazy plan, and of Han Feng, who had once plunged a sword into his chest—
"Don't dwell on all that nonsense. They're still waiting for you."
Venerable Skyfire noticed Yao Lao's mood dipping and quickly spoke up.
He didn't want to hear any more of this guy's self-deprecation, which was practically indistinguishable from bragging.
Following Venerable Skyfire's gaze, Yao Lao turned toward the three people bustling about in the kitchen.
They had watched Xiao Yan practice his Dou