The candlelight flickered dimly, and shadows danced.
Liang Qu sat cross-legged, as countless luminous patterns interwove within the Sea of Consciousness Ze Cauldron.
[Draw a wisp of the dragon's breath, and acquire one Yinglong Pattern.]
His back ached as if it were being branded with a hot iron, feeling as though something tore at his skin relentlessly for a full quarter of an hour.
As the pain subsided, Liang Qu tore off his clothing to feel, but touched nothing; there was no strange growth on his body.
He stepped outside the quiet room, which was empty.
The main house had just finished construction yesterday. Apart from a bed, there was nothing inside, let alone a mirror.
Liang Qu turned and ran to the courtyard, conjuring water from a tub to form a flat surface, and brought it near the candle.
The candlelight was dim, but the reflection on the water faintly revealed his figure.
