Liu Qingfeng's very plain house.
Yu Sheng sat on the sofa, cartoons still playing on the television.
He watched quietly, somewhat lost in thought.
After Liu Qingfeng's death, the key to this house had also been handed to Yu Sheng among his belongings.
A long while passed...
"What exactly is so stirring about it?"
Murmuring in puzzlement, he switched off the television, held a Demon Crystal, and began cultivating again.
Through his recent study of the Scroll, he had more or less figured out the rules.
Each time the gray gas spread over another section of Sucker Punch, a crystal would automatically become embedded in it.
But the prerequisite was still that Yu Sheng had to cultivate regularly himself. It would only activate once his energy was full enough for him to undergo his next awakening at any time.
Otherwise, it would remain dormant.
And there was something else...
Beside Sucker Punch, a second shadow was already faintly visible. It was particularly indistinct, however, and he could not make out its shape. The only thing he could confirm was that, overall, it was not large.
That morning, while at home, Yu Sheng had also received an invitation from Ink Pavilion to take its assessment.
It was scheduled for half a month later.
That was also just before students returned to their colleges and academies.
Tomorrow was Second High School's graduation ceremony.
Perhaps he would be spending all his time in this room for a while.
Late that night.
Alone, Yu Sheng cooked a meal in the kitchen. After eating, he practicedly set traps at the doorway and windows before returning to the bedroom. He lay down on the bed, watched the moonlight at the window, and slowly fell asleep, a dagger clenched in his hand.
If Yu Sheng's inner world