Early the next morning.
The sun had just risen.
Gentle sunlight spilled over the earth.
"Good morning, Brother Qian Fan~~"
A clear, melodious voice rang out.
Xu Yuan'er slowly emerged from her room, wearing a snow-white Saintess gown, with a sword gleaming coldly at her waist.
A trace of drowsiness lingered on her beautiful face. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, as though she had not quite woken up.
"Good morning, Yuan'er."
Qian Fan answered with a smile.
He, too, had stayed awake all night, but having reached the god realm, he had long since transcended the bounds of ordinary mortals.
Even going a month without food or water would not affect him in the slightest.
Looking at the sleepy Xu Yuan'er before him, Qian Fan could not help feeling a surge of tenderness.
He chuckled softly.
"Did you not sleep well last night, Yuan'er?"
At his words, Xu Yuan'er pouted and complained.
"It's all because of this blasted Saintess position! There are so many things I have to handle personally even at night! It's driving me mad!"
As she spoke, she lightly pounded her shoulders with her small hands, as though trying to ease her fatigue.
Qian Fan shook his head helplessly, reached out, and gently rubbed her head, comforting her.
"Don't worry about it. Tang San and the others will be back today. Once they arrive, I'll take you to Douluo Continent for a proper holiday.
"There are plenty of wonderful places and interesting things there waiting for us to explore!"
At this, Xu Yuan'er's somewhat dim eyes instantly lit up, and she asked excitedly.
"Really? Really? Are we leaving today, then?"
Then, as though something had occurred to her, she continued expectantly.
"Can we bring Xiaoyue along too? Xiaoyue is so well-behaved and definitely won't cause us any