After just a few hours of sleep, Mingzhu entered the world of the mind.
Lunchtime was approaching, and she could barely hide her excitement.
She would finally find out just how delicious Elize's cooking really was. She had heard so much about it from Qingyi and his other wives that her mouth was already watering.
Qingyi, on the other hand, had secluded himself in his cultivation chamber.
The silence inside was almost absolute, broken only by the faint sound of his own breathing. The air was cool and still, untouched by anything from the outside world.
He waved his hand, retrieving an item from his spatial ring.
It was an ancient book, shrouded in a divine aura. The Nine Paths of Creation Reversal Art, the supreme cultivation art in all of existence.
Qingyi felt the book vibrate between his fingers as he gripped the cover, forcing it open. The pages resisted him for a moment, as if the book itself were testing whether he was worthy of reading it.
