Half a month later.
In the cultivation room, Lu Yun sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes tightly closed.
Above his head, at the location of his Heavenly Spirit Cover, a tiny baby about two or three inches tall was gradually taking shape.
The baby was fair-skinned and tender, wrapped in a purple light, its appearance identical to Lu Yun's. However, its face was cold, giving a sense of keeping people thousands of miles away - a stark contrast to Lu Yun's usual gentle and approachable demeanor.
When the purple light around the baby reached its thickest, it surged and then drilled into Lu Yun's Sea of Consciousness from between his eyebrows.
Lu Yun's expression moved, his eyelids trembled slightly, and finally, he opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep and crystal-clear star eyes. His eyes were clear and transparent, with a hint of joy.