The long eyelashes, like a row of beautiful, delicate wings, fluttered slightly. Zuzi let out a gentle yawn, surrounded by a wisp of ethereal spiritual energy: "Hmm, so stuffy..."
Due to the detention facility's requirement to surrender all personal belongings, Zuzi had instructed the little crow to take out Bao Gucheng's Blue-Blood Emperor watch, the Jade Pendant, the pen, and so on.
There was only one book that didn't need to be surrendered.
But the spiritual energy from the pages was limited, and before long, Zuzi felt suffocated. The air here was indeed quite poor.
If it weren't for special circumstances, she wouldn't have chosen such a cave to rest temporarily.
With her eyes half-closed, she murmured, "Why hasn't the heavenly tribulation arrived yet? The Queen Mother of the West is becoming more inefficient with her work, perhaps she's been spending all her time preening before a mirror?"
"Oh well, let the ancestor nap a bit first..."
