Between reality and illusion, Song Yan felt somewhat dazed.
Only after repeatedly confirming that these were real things he could take out of the painting realm did wild joy well up in his heart again.
Having just been fooled by the vast Cloud Abyss Bamboo Grove, he now felt instead as though he had recovered something lost.
How marvelous.
As he was calming himself, something wriggled inside his sleeve.
Then a little snake's head poked out with some difficulty.
Xiao He was still groggy, struggling to force her eyes open.
"Yanyan... haaah... where are we?"
Snake Treasure's voice was still a little weak, but she had clearly regained much of her vitality. She yawned and slithered out of Song Yan's robes.
Though her cultivation had been sealed, demons were very sensitive to changes in their surroundings.
"The Spiritual Qi feels all floaty."
"You're awake? Feeling any better?"
Song Yan stripped off the Cloud Abyss Bamboo Rice grains one by one, wrapped them in a piece of cloth, and tucked them into his robes for the time being.
He had prepared plenty of jade cases and special bags for holding spirit medicines and spirit plants beforehand.
But without Spiritual Power, he could not use his Heaven and Earth Bag, so he could only make do for now.
"Floaty is right. This is a world inside a painting."
As though putting on a performance, Song Yan swept his hand over a spirit bamboo beside him, and the part he touched instantly turned into ink.
"Wow..."
Snake Treasure seemed fully awake now.
Song Yan's spirits were bright and expansive, and much of the tension that had plagued him since arriving in the Central Region had faded.
"Come on, let's look around."
This was the handiwork of a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator. How could