Chu Ge's state of sleep was a little strange just then.
He did not know whether it was because his cultivation had improved or because the world's sense of existence was growing stronger.
Even in his sleep, he seemed able to vaguely sense people coming and going throughout the World Within the Book. There seemed to be a clamor of voices, somewhere on the horizon, like the blurred background in a film or TV show, distant and drifting, neither clearly audible nor clearly visible.
He only knew that it existed, and that he was watching, sensing.
He even seemed to have a little conscious thought, thinking, Oh, right. The Heavenly Dao should be receiving information from the world at every moment. It shouldn't stop just because I'm not actively sensing it. I should be receiving some ordinarily too, vaguely observing even in sleep or meditation, able to know whenever something changes.
This seems to be the most significant change right now?
From actively peering in to a connection of minds.
Drifting into dreams on the wind, with no distinction between them.
Then... how much detail can I see?
What about Qiu Qiu? Where's Qiu Qiu...
Oh, she's in the "guesthouse."
In his drowsy haze, Chu Ge saw Qiu Wuji sitting cross-legged in her cave abode, her eyes closed as she sensed her own condition and the circulation of the surrounding spiritual energy-in plain language, she was getting used to the differences between the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Realm and the Mortal Realm.
Her avatar was learning to write novels in the Mortal World and cooking for him, while her true body was actually considering matters of cultivation.
Although she had complained that this lousy cave abode felt exactly like an old guesthouse, and that it even looked like a