When the bright sunlight poured down from the firmament, He Ao slightly opened his eyes.
He hadn't been practicing the cultivation method all night; instead, he leaned in bed and took a short nap.
Although at his level, he could replace sleep with cultivation completely, lying in bed, closing his eyes, and entering deep sleep allowed his fatigued mind to relax a bit.
"Ha~"
Staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, He Ao sat up from the bed, stretched lazily, and looked out at the city and the sun that had already risen from the city's edge.
He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, it was half-past nine in the morning, the sun was high in the sky.
"Ah~"
He yawned.
He had slept well, without dreams, last night.
At this time, he should play some music and do a few stretches like a broadcast gymnastics routine.
With these errant memories flickering in his mind, He Ao groped for the clothes tossed beside the bed.
