At dawn, a ray of sunlight pierced the layers of mist and shone through the window into the room. The early autumn sun was always so warm, and outside, birds and beasts were already raising a lively chorus.
"Ah! What a good night's sleep!" Li Xiaoya stretched and climbed out of bed. Gazing at the vibrant scene outside his window, he unconsciously let a look of contentment slip onto his face. He had been at the Heavenly Dao Sect for more than half a year now. Although he still missed life in the mortal world, this rare peace and tranquility of cultivation also left him deeply satisfied and reluctant to part with it. Even he was beginning to find himself hard to understand.
After washing up, he went to the Dining Hall for breakfast, then headed toward Courtyard Eighty-Nine in the Sky Dragon Courtyard, where Liu Qingshan lived. Along the way, he exchanged brief greetings with disciples he had come to know. Most merely nodded coldly, but Li Xiaoya was used to it and paid little attention. Today, however, they seemed to be looking at him rather strangely. Naturally, he knew the clothes he was wearing were to blame, and he quickened his steps toward Liu Qingshan's residence.
"Right! I'd better tell Senior Brother I'm going to collect my clothes! Otherwise, I'll get punished again this afternoon!" Li Xiaoya suddenly slapped his forehead and took a Voice Transmission Talisman from his Storage Pouch. He muttered a few words, then tossed it into the air. A streak of yellow light flew toward Tranquil Valley. He now counted as a proper Immortal Cultivator and had learned to use some of the things cultivators commonly relied on, including this Voice Transmission Talisman.
After walking for a while, he arrived outside Liu Qingshan's courtyard.