Only he himself remained in the room.
Feeling a stillness he'd never known before, Shen Yi lay lazily down on the bed.
He could no longer recall how long it had been since he'd rested.
Staring at the empty ceiling.
It was as though he'd returned to his time in Baiyun County, having only just cut down the dog demon, drained to exhaustion.
That had been the soundest night's sleep of his life.
From the day he'd opened his eyes after that, Shen Yi had never once halted his steps.
He carefully experienced this brand-new body.
After nurturing his spirit a short while —
only then did he sit up and call forth White-Feather the demon and Lady Qinghua.
Through several battles, a touch of grim killing-air had entered Lady Qinghua's alluring brows and eyes — no longer that deliberate imitation from before, but a genuine trace of resemblance to Shen Yi in her expression.
"How does it feel?" Shen Yi looked toward her.
"To guard my master, I would not refuse though it cost ten thousand deaths."
Lady Qinghua nodded respectfully. She'd truly proven this point through her deeds.
No matter how formidable the enemy she faced, she always charged in with the most ferocious posture.
"Can you keep going?" Shen Yi raised an eyebrow.
"My master may act as he pleases — Qinghua will bear it with all her strength."
Having ground and meshed with the divine spirit for a good long while, the effect Lady Qinghua brought to bear now far surpassed before.
"I'll find a chance to raise you further later on."
Shen Yi once more condensed a Demon Origin, then fed it to the White-Feather Demon Emperor.
"Qinghua thanks my master for his grace and bestowal!"
Lady Qinghua performed the grand kneeling obeisance, moved to tears, without the slightest envy of the White-Feather Demon Emperor.
The other might have a Demon Origin to enjoy, but she herself had received her master's promise.
"Thank you, my master."
The White-Feather Demon Emperor soon digested that Demon Origin.
Its wits gradually growing clear.
"You needn't thank me."
Shen…