*[Lan Yue: Time for another late-night gossip feast. Let me see what juicy gossip is nearby.*
*Everyone seems to have so much gossip every night! That's fine. I'm the modern Gossip God, a champion night owl. My favorite thing is playing the melon-field badger at night, running around feasting on juicy gossip!]*
Whenever Lan Yue thought of staying up late, she remembered the piece of gossip she hadn't finished following before her sudden death in her previous life!
Just thinking about it broke her heart.
But that was all right. Now that she was in the Cultivation World, that certainly wouldn't happen.
What cultivator died suddenly from staying up too late? They were fine even without sleep. An hour of meditation could keep them refreshed all day!
Otherwise, how could the Southern Spirit Sect have gained so many relentless overachievers without any of them suffering health problems?
That was the efficiency of the Cultivation World! There was no need to worry about running out of time!
Lan Yue happily feasted on gossip without a care, but everyone in the nearby rooms-even the North Ridge Sacred Ground disciples on the nearby peaks and the disciples sent by the various sects to compete-was jolted out of cultivation or sleep.
Many rubbed their reddened eyes and looked around in confusion, thinking something had happened.
Then they heard that familiar inner voice.
Everyone: "..."
They had been feasting on gossip for five whole days in a row. Sure, it was juicy, and the things that inner voice revealed were fresh and fascinating, but they couldn't spend every day following gossip without sleeping!
Who exactly did this voice belong to? Didn't she ever rest?
Some of those with weaker self-control nearly broke down.
Those who had already figured out the gossip schedule, however, were different.