Jianghai Cliff.
Amidst the vast sea of clouds, there is a tranquil hermitage, resembling a celestial abode. Occasionally, sounds emanate from within.
Inside the hermitage, an elderly man with white hair is wiping down the body of a young man lying in a bed. He looks at the youth and says indifferently, "This lad has already been down there for five days. He should have awakened by now, why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Indeed, the young man being cleaned by the elderly is none other than Ye Xiaofei.
Ye Xiaofei did not die, but after being struck by Woo Ming's sword, he fell off Jianghai Cliff. Coincidentally, he landed on an old tree.
Many branches of the old tree were broken, and Ye Xiaofei fell right in front of this mysterious hermitage, ultimately surviving the fall. Afterwards, the mysterious elder rescued him.
"Cough cough."
Just as the mysterious elder's words had faded, Ye Xiaofei couldn't help but cough dryly, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
"Awake?"
