"Why did I sleep so deeply?"
The next day, Wu Wang sat up from his soft couch, clutching his neck. His pillow had become round, and the old auntie was nowhere to be seen.
His Nascent Soul sensed that he had slept for seven or eight hours; a beautiful half-day had unwittingly passed.
"Suqing, why didn't you wake me?"
There wasn't the slightest response.
Wu Wang released his Spiritual Sense, only to see that another bedroom in the small building was enveloped by a Barrier of Immortal Mu's immortal power. He could vaguely hear the sound of water being splashed, as if someone were bathing.
Hmm...
Not a ripple stirred in the Sect Master's heart; he even felt a slight urge to laugh.
Why, upon seeing such a scene, did he unconsciously think of the time he had directly faced the Evil God Serpent, and of the moment after he had rendezvoused with Fairy Ling in the woods?
