Gao Huating raised her left hand to cover her mouth and nose.
It was only an instinctive gesture. Her right hand still pressed down on the notebook as she looked at the handwriting within, sometimes messy, sometimes neat.
Calling it a diary was not quite accurate, since it was not written every day.
It was more like an annual record, documenting Wang Jixuan's occasional "venting" every so often.
All Gao Huating could do now was feel fortunate—fortunate that Peony had chosen to stay by her teacher's side. Otherwise, in that dark, cramped space where even turning over was difficult, he would have had to endure seven or eight thousand years before returning to the present world...
Even if secluded cultivation and enlightenment could temporarily make him forget his situation, that strange sense of confinement would always remain with him.
Gao Huating had nearly reached the limits of her endurance after only a little over a decade in similar circumstances.
Yet the notebook she had found had already recorded Wang Jixuan's 1,620th year awake inside that coffin.
He was still optimistic.
Peony had also continued talking to him.
And in the diary, Wang Jixuan's greatest wish had been to sit up and stretch without damaging the barrier outside the coffin.
Just as Gao Huating was worrying herself sick and wanted to find her teacher at all costs, she turned the page, and her expression instantly went blank.
```text Awakening Era, Year 1718.
Worth commemorating! Absolutely worth commemorating! After a hundred years of Hard Cultivation, this poor Daoist had finally figured out the Body Transformation and Shrinking Technique! Hahaha! Now I can grow and shrink whenever I want!
Ah! So tempering the body does not necessarily require physical exercise.
I can directly use the Great Dao Grindstone to crush my own body.