After a few hours of rest, Yu Xuan woke up feeling completely refreshed.
As someone who jokingly referred to himself as being at the "Peak of Mortal Stage," just a few hours of sleep was enough to restore him to full energy — like a fresh leaf swaying in morning dew.
After completing his simple morning routine, remembering he is still a mortal who has it's own daily necessities.
He stepped outside, only to find the others already gathered… even Ming Tianmei.
"Young Master, you're late today! Don't tell me you were dreaming something weird," Mo Lin chimed in the moment he saw him.
Yu Xuan, already used to his antics, sighed and replied, "How about we get breakfast first?"
The others nodded in agreement, and they started walking toward the Nourishment Hall. Soon, the familiar scenery greeted them — disciples chatting in groups and wooden-metallic puppets diligently serving food.
