"Is something wrong?"
Seeing that Wen Buwan's expression was a little off, He Pingsheng hurriedly pressed her with another question.
Wen Buwan shook her head. "Nothing's wrong. I haven't finished reading it yet!"
"There's quite a lot in here. I probably won't finish it anytime soon. Brother, you've been exhausted these past few days. Get some sleep first. I'll tell you once you wake up."
He Pingsheng nodded, then rested his head on Wen Buwan's lap and fell asleep.
Immortals generally did not need sleep to rest, but there were exceptions.
After sleeping for another few days, He Pingsheng opened his eyes!
He lay on a soft pink meditation cushion, with silence all around him in the great hall.
Wen Buwan was kneeling behind a low table nearby, concentrating on brewing tea.
"You're awake, Brother?" Hearing movement from his direction, she brightened with delight and hurried over with the immortal tea she had just brewed. "Try this tea. It's quite good..."
"It helps replenish the vital essence you've depleted!"
As she spoke, the woman's cheeks reddened.
He Pingsheng took the tea and drank several deep mouthfuls, then lay back down on the meditation cushion, his limbs sprawled out. "How did it go with that divine ability?"
"Have you comprehended it?"
"Mm-hmm!" Wen Buwan took out the emerald-green jade slip. "Brother, do you have a creation spirit root?"
He Pingsheng shook his head.
"Then you have no hope of learning it," Wen Buwan said. "Only immortals with a creation spirit root can cultivate this!"
"And... you can only use it after your cultivation reaches the Golden Immortal level!"
"Because this is a divine ability, it requires the support of the Creation Great Dao Art!"
"I'll have to obtain the Creation Great Dao Art first, too!"
He Pingsheng asked again, "Then what