Jin Yu [Renascida]

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“Su Xue! Su Xue? Are you awake?”

Someone was shouting outside.

…Su Xue?

Who was that?

What a familiar name.

An Wuxue threw back the bedding and slowly sat up.

He had dreamed all night, and even after waking, his mind remained hazy. It took him quite some time to realize that daylight had come.

The side window was ajar. The cold morning wind whispered without pause, and now that the bedding no longer covered him, the chill finally found a chance to creep into his sleeves.

He had forgotten that he no longer possessed abundant spiritual power with which to ward off the cold. He paid it no mind, yet still shivered.

So cold.

He leaned forward, intending to close the half-shut side window. But the moment he raised his hand, he saw that his palms were exceptionally soft and delicate.

He had wielded a sword for years, and the calluses on his palms had never faded.

These were not the hands he had once possessed.

“Su—Xue—!!!”

The person outside was still shouting.

There was more than one visitor. Another voice, steadier than the first, asked, “The time to leave the mountain has come. Is Young Master Su awake?”

“Of course not!” the shouter replied. “He hung a soul bell on the door. I’ll ring it and see.”

Soul bells were magical artifacts used by cultivators to transmit messages through the divine soul. They made no sound; only the divine soul could hear their chimes.

An Wuxue was still staring blankly at his palms, searching in vain for the sword calluses, w