Nothing happened that night.
At noon the next day.
"Little Tian, have you and Old Tuo been hiding something from me all along?" Chu Yunshang's slightly low voice sounded by his ear.
Chu Tian opened his eyes and saw that his eldest sister had already awakened from her coma. She was leaning against the headboard, staring blankly at the ancient tree outside the window. Her gaze was faintly desolate and hollow, devoid of her usual liveliness.
Her face, pale yesterday, was now brimming with color, her cheeks rosy and lovely. The devil qi cultivated through the Supreme Yin Yang Art had been dissolved, and combined with the Dao essence brought by the Dao seed of the Supreme Yin Yang Great Dao Art, Chu Yunshang possessed an innate, ethereal beauty.
Yet when he saw Eldest Sister's hollow, lifeless eyes, stripped of their former vigor and instead filled with profound pain, Chu Tian's heart tightened instinctively. Still, he understood that this was something she had to go through.
In the original storyline, Chu Yunshang had loved Ye Feng deeply. Even when the Supreme Yin Yang Art erupted, she had never harbored the slightest suspicion toward him.
Looking into Eldest Sister's hollow, pained eyes, Chu Tian knew that this eruption of devil qi, combined with his earlier conversation with Old Tuo after asking about the Supreme Yin Yang Art, had likely made her realize something.
Chu Tian did not answer. Instead, he rose, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave the room.
He had always believed that many things had to come naturally. Only by realizing and understanding them oneself could one truly grasp them deeply; no matter how much others said, it could never compare to the enlightenment gained from a single moment of careful reflection.
Chu Yunshang was not foolish. On