Overheard

Yuan Tian savored the feeling of eating zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival in his previous life to the fullest. That feeling could be summed up in one word—awesome. Since he was going to relive the sensations of his past life, he might as well relish them to his heart's content. In life—mainly for those who had never cultivated—aside from birth and death, everyday matters basically revolved around clothing, food, shelter, travel, eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating. Let's not talk about those for now. Let's talk about another extremely important matter, one that took up one-third of most people's lives: sleeping. Sleeping was a very important thing, so don't deny it.

Yuan Tian now desperately wanted to experience what sleeping had felt like in his previous life. Come to think of it, ever since returning to the Primordial Wilderness, he had not slept even once. Before, during his battle with Po Hun, he had nearly been tempted by Po Hun into thinking he was about to fall asleep. Now, he could finally have a proper, peaceful sleep.

There was nothing to prepare. He could simply use the earth as his bed and the sky as his blanket. In any case, he was not afraid of dirtying his clothes, nor was he afraid of catching a cold. He only needed to close his eyes to sleep. It was convenient beyond measure.

Yuan Tian lay directly on the ground, clasped his hands behind his head, and slowly closed his eyes. Something called "tiredness" suddenly crept into his heart. (Wo You was also so tired right now. He really wanted to sleep, even though it was only eight or nine at night.) Before long, Yuan Tian's breathing became steady. He had already fallen asleep, and he looked quite comfortable.

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