Just then, a figure secretly slipped up the cliff and his eyes lit up when he saw Chen Zhou lying there.

Gradually, the small figure cautiously walked over.

A small hand was about to pat Chen Zhou's shoulder, trying to wake him up.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhou's actions were even more drastic than his own.

"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +1!"

"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +1!"

"Ugh, why can't you just turn the sound off?"

Hearing the continuous notification sounds in his ear, Chen Zhou looked helpless. Wasn't he supposed to be a lazy bum?

Why can't people even sleep?!

Frustrated, Chen Zhou suddenly stood up, and by sheer coincidence, the back of his head bumped into something.

Immediately afterwards, a cry of "Ouch!" was heard.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Chen Zhou frowned, feeling that the voice sounded somewhat familiar. When he turned around, he was stunned.

"Junior Sister, how could it be you?"

What came into view was a girl wearing a yellow dress, about the same age as Chen Zhou, with fair skin and a graceful figure.

The only flaw was her expression at that moment.

"It hurts, it hurts...it hurts so much!"

The junior sister covered her chin, her delicate brows furrowed, clearly indicating that Chen Zhou had just bumped her head against her.

Chen Zhou smiled awkwardly, clearly understanding what had happened.

"Chen Zhou, your morning temper is terrible!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come to deliver the letter to you."