Taichu Palace.
Ji Liuli walked into the familiar courtyard, looking around.
She hadn't been away from here for long, but these few months seemed like years had gone by, with so much happening in this time. The ceaseless battles alone were enough to wear anyone down without their realizing it.
The Young Daoist was not sitting in the courtyard, nor was he meditating on the cloud bed. He was standing at the brink of a sheer cliff, looking towards the North, silently calculating something.
The courtyard no longer held its past ease; instead, it was replaced with an inexplicable oppression that made breathing seem difficult.
It was not until Ji Liuli walked up behind him that Yan Shi True Monarch, in the guise of a Young Daoist, turned around and said, "You've come back."
Ji Liuli replied, "I should indeed return, but... I wish to delay it a while longer."
"Oh? Now is the prime time for your return and breakthrough, why change your mind?"