When Gu Shengyin woke up, she found that her consciousness was able to control her body.
Her first reaction was: she had failed her task and had returned to the space.
However, a sentence from the system told her the task was not over yet: "Host, you have finally awakened, you have been asleep for exactly four hundred and eighty-seven years!"
Four hundred and eighty-seven years?
Gu Shengyin blinked her eyes, lowered her head to look at her own hand, pale and soft due to not having seen sunshine for years, showing faint green blood vessels beneath her fair skin.
The spiritual energy within her body was not particularly abundant; if counted by strength, it should be at the Golden Core Stage.
She took another look at her surroundings:
This was a lavishly decorated bedchamber, every furnishing in the room exquisite and extraordinary. Even many seemingly inconspicuous decorations were emanating a faint spiritual power.
