Lavender, the scent danced around his nose and Shen Jiyu blinked and opened his eyes. This was the room where he had rested while his soul descended down to the lower realm. His hair was scattered around him and for a second, he missed the short hairstyle of the lower realm that he had just visited but he shook his head, he felt more at peace in his true body after all.
He sat cross-legged on the bed and opened his hand to reveal a small, round, glowing orb. This was Feng Mian's soul. The moment She,n Jiyu felt the barrier around the realm weakening, he pulled out Feng Mian's soul from Nian Zhen.
He frowned and looked at the small orb that was not part of his job description. After resolving the obsession, he should have returned and left the job to the disciples of the Moon Augur Sect to draw the soul back.
Shen Jiyu signed and placed the orb slowly on the bed.
