Thunder Abyss Sword Grass. Inside the house.
Lu Xuan opened his eyes, his gaze calm.
From the Yellow Millet Jade Pillow beneath his neck came a wisp of cool air, keeping his soul in a state of constant soothing.
"Another dream."
He murmured to himself, and a mass of Deep Yellow Smoke appeared in his hand.
The smoke churned and rose, with layers upon layers of shifting phantoms within, giving rise to all the myriad forms of living beings.
This mass of smoke had naturally been obtained from Yellow Millet Dreamland. At present, he had already accumulated six masses, all stored together in his Gluttony Insect Pouch.
As the number of times he entered Yellow Millet Dreamland grew, Lu Xuan's will and soul both improved considerably in ways unseen.
His soul was rounded and full, faintly showing signs of undergoing a qualitative change.
His will was incomparably firm. No malice or illusion in Yellow Millet Dreamland could shake him in the slightest.
He got up and went to the Spirit Field.
On the way, he passed by the scene of the Yangxuan Sword Sheath and the Sword Xuan Hedgehog.
The sword sheath trembled slightly, threads of Sword Qi seeping out from its cracks and leaving traces everywhere.
It was clear it still maintained a rather high level of excitement.
The sword blades on the Sword Xuan Hedgehog's body were countless. Even after multiple full-body maintenance sessions, the Perverted Sword Sheath was still far from growing tired of it.
"There are only oxen worked to death, never fields plowed to ruin."
Lu Xuan inwardly sighed over the sword sheath's endurance.
Behind the Cave Mansion, thunderous booms sounded without pause, as if the earth were shaking and mountains were swaying.
His Spiritual Sense swept over and found the White Ape locked in