Changes

On the third day after the battle, Xu Changge returned to the inner courtyard and, for the first time, dispersed his cultivation technique. When he opened his eyes, he saw his own plain, humble room.

There were none of Third Brother's magnificent ornaments and furnishings in the side room, nor were there any of the strange formation tools from Little Four's room. There was only a bed, a table, and two chairs.

Looking at this familiar simplicity, Xu Changge did not know why, but for the first time today, he had the urge to add a few things to this room.

But after thinking about it for a long while, he ultimately gave up.

He did not know what to add, nor did he know what he wanted.

He rose from the bed, took out a brand-new blue robe, and dressed and tied up his hair as he walked toward the door. Pushing it open, he stepped outside. The dawn light from the east fell upon his face, dazzlingly bright.

Standing outside, he breathed in the fragrant scent of earth after the autumn rain had just stopped, fresh and soothing to the soul.

In the vast courtyard, only a flagstone path led to the courtyard gate. Every other patch of ground was covered by lush flowers and grasses, exuding dense spiritual qi.

These flowers and grasses seemed to have all been planted by Little Four.

It was not to add a bit of color to the life of her eldest brother, but because the soil in the inner courtyard was all Resting Earth transported from across Great Yan—supreme-grade spiritual soil that could automatically absorb and exhale spiritual qi.

Xin Yao wanted to use this Resting Earth to cultivate new varieties of spiritual plants.

After filling up her own courtyard, she