Discussion under the jade tree

Yang Qing felt like he had stood there forever in the stillness and silence. Eventually, he gave as a defeated smile appeared on his face.

"Well, at least you're back. I am glad.." he said with a heartfelt sigh as he warmly took in the sight of the tree.

This past month, the absence of the peerless jade physique made him intimately aware of how integral his physique had been to his daily life and it wasn't only in cultivation. There was a liveliness that he felt was absent.

Earlier he had chalked up that sensation to be as a result of his experiences with the Ice Emerald Sect, but with his physique returning, he instantly knew it was because of its absence.

"Well, you're a reflection of me after all, if I'm to take Grandpa's guess to be true.." Yang Qing muttered as he tried to see if he could sit.

Just as the thought appeared, there was a shift in the mist, as a tiny part of it tore away and transformed into a comfy futon that came behind him.