"Yuan Tu… are you alright?"
On Heaven Mending Peak, Lady Ruoxiang rushed to Lü Yang's side, her face panicked. Her red lips parted slightly, and at first glance, one might think she was genuinely concerned for her beloved.
But Lü Yang knew what she truly cared about.
"Don't worry. The True Monarch's Handwriting is fine."
Lü Yang smiled faintly, then exhaled a plume of scorching, fiery air. "Alright, have Shu Qian come help me cultivate. I need to recover from my injuries as quickly as possible."
"Ngh…"
At Lü Yang's words, Lady Ruoxiang's lovely face fell. However, she quickly recovered her charming smile and made way for Chen Shuqian.
Chen Shuqian was, of course, overjoyed and shot Lady Ruoxiang a triumphant, provocative glance.
Several days later, Lü Yang's Dharma Body, which had been burned through from the inside out by the Celestial Furnace Separation Fire, had mostly recovered.
It had even become much sturdier than before.
