In the side room, Lu Yang lit an oil lamp and concentrated on reading, completely oblivious to the cyan-robed, graceful figure that had appeared in the room.3

Though Lu Yang appeared to be reading, he was actually communicating with an immortal in his mental space.0

“Hmm? Lu Yang, you have committed so many evil deeds that you were expelled from the Dao-Seeking Sect and have been reduced to living in a place like this?” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy was overjoyed, gloating over his misfortune.1

“...Immortal Fairy, your imagination doesn’t need to be this vivid. Besides, others measure their sleep in hours, but why do you measure yours in days?”0

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy placed her hands on her hips and pouted. “How can immortals be the same as mortals?”0

“Yes yes yes, Your Excellency Immortal Fairy is not like everyone else....0