Early morning, a great sun rose, and the lake shimmered with a unique beauty.
Zhang Fan had already dragged Ge Shuangxiu to appear on the streets of Qin Ancient Town.
"You pulled me up this early for breakfast tea?" Ge Shuangxiu yawned.
Clearly, last night, because Zhang Fan was cultivating the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, Ge Shuangxiu hadn't slept well.
His Primordial Spirit wasn't like Zhang Fan's, always energetic without rest.
It should be noted that for both cultivators and ordinary people, the best way to nourish the spirit is to sleep with closed eyes.
"This place belongs to Guangling. Guangling's breakfast tea is the best in the world, especially the buns..."
"It's said that back in the day, Qianlong's journey to Jiangnan was particularly fond of it," Zhang Fan said with a gentle smile.
