In boundless darkness, a ripple stirred. As it spread, the silent consciousness began to awaken.
Who knew how long passed before the darkness was torn apart? An indescribable agony and itching sensation struck at once, and Lu Ye abruptly opened his eyes.
He vaguely saw two figures standing beside the bed. One immediately sat down, took his hand, and sent gentle Spiritual Power through his palm into his body to examine his condition.
His vision was somewhat blurred, and he could not make out the person's appearance, though he could tell she was a woman.
Another figure stood beside the bed. Lu Ye looked for a moment and felt that it seemed to be the Sect Master...
He opened his mouth, wanting to call out, but as that gentle Spiritual Power flowed into him, his consciousness began to grow hazy again. He faintly heard the Sect Master ask, "How is he?"
An ethereal voice immediately replied, "He's doomed!"
The Sect Master's voice sounded. "You little girl, don't frighten this old man. This old man finally..."
He could not hear what came next. The entire world swiftly receded from him, and he fell asleep once more.
Who knew how long later, Lu Ye woke again.
Someone was sitting beside him, circulating Spiritual Power to treat his wounds. Compared to the last time he had awakened, Lu Ye felt much better. At the very least, his mind was no longer so muddled.
His vision gradually cleared, revealing a young-looking woman seated beside him. She was lovely, and her clear, limpid eyes were without the slightest impurity. What surprised Lu Ye was that she bore some resemblance to First Senior Sister Wei Yang.
If they truly had to be compared, this woman was like a First Senior Sister who had not yet fully