Filthy Things

"I really had reached the level of Yang Corporeal Soul Leaving the Body in the real world too!"

His cultivation realm in the other world was lower than in reality. When his Yang Corporeal Soul naturally left his body there, Zhang Xuezhou tried it in reality too.

He felt his consciousness slip out of his body in just a few seconds.

"Ah, the sea, the surging, billowing sea!"

Through the window, Zhang Xuezhou could see the blue waves rippling beyond the passenger ship.

They had spent a full twelve days traveling by air and sea, yet they still had not reached Qinmeng.

That made Zhang Xuezhou feel he had not held anything up.

He recited a poem, then whooshed back into his body.

"You woke up a minute and twenty-three seconds late this time. Did the long journey cause something unusual to happen to your body?"

As usual, Zhang Manqian had called him at the appointed time.

But Zhang Xuezhou had regained consciousness a little late this time, prompting her curious question.

"I feel great." Zhang Xuezhou waved a hand. "I was just trying Yang Corporeal Soul Leaving the Body and making a comparison!"

Compared with his Yang Corporeal Soul body in the other world, his Yang Corporeal Soul in reality was pitifully weak once it left his body, as though a gust of wind could scatter it.

Ren Anran's Yang Corporeal Soul could only range a little over a hundred meters from his body, and Zhang Xuezhou's was not much better. It was nothing like the hundred-li range he had enjoyed roaming Chang'an City with his Yang Corporeal Soul Incarnation.

That inevitably made Zhang Xuezhou intensely interested in higher cultivation realms.

His body had no problems in reality. As long as his cultivation could keep advancing, he could break