As the thought crossed his mind, Lin Xiaoyao felt a rare surge of excitement.
Ever since transmigrating, he had stayed holed up in the Feathering Sect. Though his days were carefree, he kept checking in at the same few places over and over.
Nothing ever changed. He was practically sick of checking in.
It was like a beautiful girl—no matter how stunning she was, if you had known her for over a decade and saw her every day, even if her appearance never changed and she never aged a day, you would eventually take her for granted. You would still think she was beautiful, but she would no longer dazzle you as she had when you first met.
Checking in worked the same way.
Every item he received could set the cultivation world ablaze if he brought it out.
But after checking in for more than a decade, the treasures piled up in his System Space like mountains. Apart from rewards as useful as Word of Law, ordinary treasures could hardly surprise him anymore.
It was the same principle as getting used to jokes and becoming harder to make laugh.
The key was that he didn't want to go out. His check-ins were confined to those few locations in the Feathering Sect, which was honestly getting a little boring.
So when this thought crossed his mind, he couldn't help but feel a keen sense of anticipation.
Lin Xiaoyao wanted to know.
If he attached a sliver of his Primordial Spirit to an avatar made from a stone, then sent it far away from his true body, would the system respond if he chose to check in?
If it could...
Then...
Lin Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.
Then the future would hold infinite possibilities.
And it would be far more exciting than