The monastery, meditation room.
The hubbub and bustle from earlier had come to an end. The rest of the celebrating crowd had left, leaving the two behind in the room to talk privately. One could tell that Shi Yuanlai had yet to recover from his excitement—the man was still savoring the sensation of breaking to the innate state.
Watching him, Lu Yuanqing smiled despite himself. "Senior Brother, how do you feel now?"
"I have been a cultivator for thirty years and the scriptures and true Great Dao only start to make real sense now. This is spectacular!"
Shi Yunlai sighed with emotion, then turned to look at Lu Yuanqing. "I can still recall that day when you walked out of your seclusion. You were all casual and calm, unlike me. I am carried away with my own importance. That is a sign of my lack of self-restraint, I feel abashed."
