"This thing is very bad," Xiao Mumu said, shaking his head. "It's eroding his consciousness."

Zhang Xu frowned. Xiao Mumu was a tree spirit, possessing the purest soul in the world, so all darkness could be seen in its eyes. The fact that it said this now meant that the demonic seed was absorbing power in preparation for resurrection.

"Little Mumu, do you have a solution?"

Little Mumu pouted, "Silly Mumu, there's no way, but Mumu can make him feel less uncomfortable."

As Xiao Mumu spoke, she released a wisp of green mist from her hand, which then merged into Yan Chenghuan's body. Yan Chenghuan's brows slowly relaxed, and he seemed to have calmed down considerably.

Little Wood had used up all the power it had accumulated, and the leaves that had stood tall on its head slowly drooped down again.

Zhang Xu's heart tightened, and she quickly caught the small wooden seed that had transformed into power and put it away.

Moonlight streamed in through the open window, making the room seem to be covered with moonlight.

The moon seemed to be the same moon, but the world seemed to be different. It appeared unreal, but every sense of reality told her that this world was not just a piece of paper in a book, and people were not just words in a book. Everyone had flesh and blood and a life.

Zhang Xu stretched out her hand, letting the moonlight sink into her palm. The shimmering light, like little elves, jumped into her palm and spread into her body along the veins of her hand.

The moonlight settled within her body, accumulating layer by layer until it piled up like a small mountain in no time.

Zhang Xu was so engrossed in the atmosphere that she didn't notice the passage of time.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Chenghuan sitting opposite her, leisurely sipping tea. In just one night, Zhang Xu noticed that Yan Chenghuan was quite different from before.

:"you?"

Yan Chenghuan put down his teacup, stood up, and circled Zhang Xu for a while before finally revealing an incredulous expression.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Zhang Xu asked, touching her face in confusion.

Yan Chenghuan shook his head: "It turns out I can misjudge people too. I didn't expect you to be such a genius in cultivation."

Zhang Xu was completely baffled.

"See for yourself!" Yan Chenghuan said, sending a ray of green light into Zhang Xu's body. To her surprise, she followed the light and looked inside, discovering that two rings of light had appeared inside her body at some point.

"What's this?"

"A year to reach the second level of Qi Refining! Impressive." Yan Chenghuan gave her a thumbs up, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

Zhang Xu, however, seized upon the mention of a year in his words and was immediately shocked.

"What did you say? A year? I slept for a whole year!"

“It’s perfectly normal for cultivators to sleep for a year or two while trying to comprehend the Dao.” Yan Chenghuan looked at her, then suddenly said angrily, “Did you not read the book I gave you? Did you throw it away?”

Zhang Xu was somewhat embarrassed. She hadn't originally intended to follow this world's cultivation path; she just wanted to finish her missions quietly and leave as soon as possible. Little did she know that things would change more and more absurdly every day, and she felt that her connection with this world was growing deeper and deeper.

Seeing her like this, Yan Chenghuan knew she didn't take it seriously at all, so he took out a book from his pocket and threw it to her.

"You can leave after you've finished reading!"

As Yan Chenghuan was speaking, he heard a sweet female voice from outside: "Brother Chenghuan, is Sister Xuxu awake?"

Zhang Xu was about to answer when she heard Yan Chenghuan reply angrily, "No!"

Zhang Xu looked around at the room and realized that she was not in the same small inn as before.

Opening the book Yan Chenghuan gave me, I realized it was the same basic cultivation guide he had given me before.

Zhang Xu sighed and put the book aside.

What kind of mess is this?!