One day later.
The Sun once again hung high above the colossal tree, its light cascading across the sky.
Yu Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
He felt groggy.
Not physically tired but mentally… stretched.
His instincts for timing were still sharp.
Because the moment he sat up, Ximen Juesheng, the self-proclaimed Old Ancestor and Third Human Emperor, was already walking toward him.
'Perfect timing,' Yu Xuan thought.
Then his mind drifted back.
'…What a strange dream.'
A self-proclaimed Sun barged into his dreamscape, accused him of disrespect, forced him into a gacha game and he ended up obtaining a supreme technique.
A very strange supreme technique.
Though highly practical.
He coughed lightly.
'I definitely did not create that myself, right?'
He hadn't suddenly achieved enlightenment and forged such a bizarre method out of thin air… right?
His expression grew complicated.
