Early the next morning, Lu Yao woke up from a good sleep.
Now, with his essence abundant, he only needed to rest once a month, but "spring sleep, unaware of dawn," sleeping was indeed a delightful thing for both body and mind.
Standing in the center of the courtyard, Lu Yao took a deep breath and slowly began performing a set of Liao Family Fist. As he moved with ease, a faint "will" also spread out.
Unlike the violent will during battle, the will at this moment was full of leisure and warmth, encompassing the joy of "life," prompting a gentle breeze to blow through the mountains.
Wherever the wind passed, dots of green sprouted, and then, amazingly, a slow blossoming of peach blossoms began to occur across the hills! The flowers were pink and white, set against the green leaves; truly, "layers of clouds and trees turn green as a strip of red dawn kindles the peaches."
Lu Yao exhaled, slowly finishing his form, and immediately there was applause from the side.
