As dawn broke, Liang Qu sat quietly inside the room.
A light tremor caused a thin layer of black dust to fall from above.
He hadn't rested through the night but felt no fatigue.
His spirit was perfectly at peace, as if a pure light filled the emptiness within.
When he rose, his muscles and bones crackled like a string of firecrackers, and he felt none of the chill the spring still carried.
It was invigorating!
Liang Qu stepped into the courtyard, allowing water to cascade over his entire body, cleansing him before letting it spill into the tree basin.
Leaning over the water vat, he spread his lips with his fingers, revealing teeth that were perfectly aligned and immaculately white—strong and healthy like tiger's fangs.
Growing up with poor nutrition, Liang Qu's original self often went hungry, let alone had the luxury of caring for his teeth.
The fact that he hadn't lost a few was a miracle worth a prayer.
Now, having digested some dragon tendons, the unexpected gift of new, healthy teeth was a pleasant surprise.