Chen Xu slept deeply and soundly.
When he awoke, the sun had risen high, and sunlight slanted through the window lattice.
For some reason, he suddenly felt his heart pounding like a drum.
But this heartbeat was not because he sensed any crisis—
Indeed, with Chen Xu's current tri-attribute and cultivation realm, he would naturally have a subtle sense of certain crises.
Although it might not allow him to avoid all dangers, it would provide some benefits in an invisible way.
However, this time, it was not a crisis.
But rather...
What was it?
Chen Xu placed his hand on his chest, and for some reason, looking at the sunlight passing through the window lattice, an indescribable joy and excitement surged within him.
It was as if he were indoors, yet could see the vastness of the world.
With each heartbeat, it was like breathing in the vitality of the four seasons.
And in his Sea of Literature, the literary qi within the Ink Pool unknowingly grew by half an inch.
Hmm...
