Other than the changes in his body, Yu Nianzhen felt a change in his soul.
He didn't know what the change was, but he was sure it was there.
"I will ask him for now."
Yu Nianzhen took a deep breath, let out a turbid breath, and then opened his eyes.
When he did, he realised he was alone.
"Where did he go?"
He looked around, but he couldn't find the black-clothed youth.
Yu Nianzhen frowned and decided to ask the young cultivator he met when he first arrived.
"Fellow Daoist…" He called.
The homely cultivator turned pale when he realised that Yu Nianzhen was talking to himself.
He took a few steps backwards and fled right after.
Yu Nianzhen was confused by this reaction.
'Did something happen while I was meditating?' He wondered and then looked around.
Other than the homely cultivator, everyone was looking at him strangely.
