Cold Bai Shuixian

While deep in thought, Lu Lianhua had taken his sights off from the person saying they were called Chaos. 

Unknown to him, Chaos was already gone and the person who was supposed to be out was now on the ground. Whether it was physically or spiritually, Xuan Yueji was back to sleep.

By the time Lu Lianhua looked back, their human shell was already on the ground and Xuan Yueji was no longer in control of the body. In fact, there was no soul currently taking over the weak tiny body that was born by Yao Zhu.

When he saw that there was no one in control, he ran back to where Xuan Yueji should have laid while he was asleep. Though he was not on top of the bed, at least he was at the foot of the bed.

Thankfully, he knew a spell to carry Xuan Yueji back to the bed since he had no hands to carry people.