"Mr. Yi, shall we play another game?"
Old Vine was in no hurry to put away the pieces and asked Yi Shuyuan with a smile. But after sitting down, Yi Shuyuan showed no intention of playing again and instead began to yawn.
"Haaah... no more, no more. I'm feeling a little tired. I'll take a short nap!"
As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan waved a hand, propped his cheek on one fist, and leaned against the Vine Table before him to doze.
"Oh, in that case, this humble god won't disturb you!"
Old Vine rose and bowed, then backed away a few steps. After glancing at Yi Shuyuan, he headed out of the Broken Peak Grotto, his figure gradually vanishing into the ground once he was outside.
Meanwhile, Yi Shuyuan at the table had already entered a state somewhere between dreaming and waking.
Although Yi Shuyuan truly did not care all that much about incense and fire prayer power, at this stage, having it was certainly better than not. At the very least, flourishing worship would have a considerable effect on his Heavenly God Transformation.
Yet Yi Shuyuan's Heavenly God Transformation did not depend entirely on worship.
The emergence of the Luminous Spirit, Calamity-Quelling Manifest Holiness True Lord was not determined solely by incense and fire prayer power. He was a deity born with the hearts of all living beings as his lifeblood and Yi Shuyuan's transformative immortal arts as his foundation, even sharing certain characteristics with the spirits of mountains and waters.
Returning to his own temple through Divine Sense was faster than any of Yi Shuyuan's immortal escape arts. In this respect, it was like a deity's divine incarnation roaming among the temples under his watch.
Little time had passed. As though he had merely dreamed, he found