Song Yun was both surprised and delighted.
"If I master the manual, won't I be like an immortal!"
Song Yun couldn't help but feel happy, just thinking about flying in the sky—it's an extraordinary thrill.
He began to organize the information in his mind and realized that much of it was vague, with faint impressions that he couldn't quite recall, as if blocked by some force.
But that wasn't important. Just the cultivation methods at the beginning—once mastered, they already made one exist like an immortal.
After organizing the information, he found that the realms described in the manual were completely different from those he had encountered so far.
Song Yun was a bit excited and didn't care about the risk of going astray. He immediately began cultivating according to the records in the manual.
In a flash, another day had passed. For four whole days, Song Yun neither ate nor drank. If his body weren't so robust, he would have collapsed long ago.
