When Yan Qing emerged from the hot spring, the fatigue brought on by the Through-Glow World had mostly vanished.
When he returned to the living room, he saw Murong Hui sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table. Her long hair hung like a waterfall down to the wooden floor as she drank canned milk and put together a jigsaw puzzle. The puzzle's subject was still... Strike Freedom!?
"Do you know what this is?" Yan Qing was utterly dumbfounded.
"Of course. It's an organ puppet similar to Dharma Form Manifestation." Murong Hui put her hands on her hips. "My great-grandfather had a divine ability similar to Dharma Form Manifestation. He could move mountains, sever rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress devils..."
"Enough, enough, I get it." Yan Qing glanced at her clothes. She was still dressed in a tank top and shorts, her caramel-colored long legs folded together. Yan Qing somewhat suspected that her skin tone wasn't naturally like this but tanned. If it was from tanning, there was no reason for it to be so even.
He opened the freezer and took a look. There was quite a variety inside. Although they were all counterfeit drinks, if he could still drink cola after transmigrating, what more could he ask for?
Pssht~ Pop.
The sound of carbonated soda instantly releasing its pressure was practically heavenly. After soaking in the hot spring, Yan Qing took a deep swig of cola, feeling as if every nerve in his body had been activated. Besides soda, the cabin had plenty of snacks as well. Yan Qing grabbed a bag of spicy strips, held them in his mouth, ran over to sit on the sofa, and took out the Primordial Dao Venerable: Black Moon Tide Volume he had prepared. He had just finished bathing and