"Hey, Brother Feng, have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"The Elders' Court recruited twenty or thirty cultivators to reinforce us here."
Inside Tiansheng Pass, several cultivators gathered together, whispering.
"That's good news."
"Isn't it just? They arrived yesterday. I reckon our shifts will be a lot shorter from now on."
The speaker glanced around. "And I heard that little girl surnamed Zhou is being transferred over to their side."
"Why's that?"
"I heard Song Yan is leading this batch of reinforcements. Little Zhou is from the Dongyuan Sect too. Senior He probably arranged it."
"Well, that's good news too."
The cultivator called Brother Feng stroked his beard. "That girl never does any proper work. She doesn't cultivate either-all she knows is sleeping. She wasn't reliable to begin with."
Once cultivators reached the late Qi Refining stage, cultivating spiritual power could essentially replace sleep.
When mentally exhausted, they sometimes needed rest, but they would not sleep for very long.
But this girl from the Dongyuan Sect was completely different. Since she arrived, everyone had only seen her do two things.
During her shifts, she barely held on. Once her shift ended, she returned to her quarters and fell straight into bed.
She slept until her next shift.
This girl was so young and loved sleeping so much. Where exactly had all her cultivation come from?
At this very moment, Zhou Mengdie was standing guard on the pass.
Her expression was dazed, her little mouth slightly open, and clear saliva trickled from its corner.
Her head kept bobbing like a chick pecking grain.
"Zhou Mengdie-"
"..."
"Zhou Mengdie!"
"Ah." The girl's body jolted. Barely holding her eyelids open, she looked up at the person before her.
"S-Senior He, hello."
"Well..."
He Huan sighed. "Little Zhou, starting today, you'll follow your Senior Brother Song's