Two days later.
Yu Xuan finally woke from his deep sleep.
"…Haaah," he yawned, rubbing his eyes.
"I guess I can't even dream normally anymore."
This statement sounded quite regretful(???).
After stretching like an entirely ordinary person, he went to bath, washing away the lingering heaviness left behind by days of intense mental combat.
Once finished, Yu Xuan changed back into his familiar Yu Clan robes and stepped outside, strolling through the floating island at an unhurried pace.
Almost immediately, he noticed something odd.
There were far more disciples than before.
The pathways felt crowded.
The local training grounds were livelier.
Even the atmosphere itself seemed… stirred.
Yu Xuan frowned slightly.
"That's strange."
Still, he didn't dwell on it for long.
Pulling out his medallion, he was greeted by a flood of notifications.
Most of them came from a familiar group — [Yu Clan's Prodigies]
