In the bedroom.
Su Lu's face contorted, showing a horrifying expression.
Suddenly, the whites in his pupils vanished quickly, his body jerked violently, and he woke up.
He got up and touched below his nose, unsurprisingly, he saw a fresh crimson color.
"This is what exploring the Spirit World is like... you might ascend to the heavens in one step, acquiring countless inconceivable knowledge, or you could directly encounter a disaster and inexplicably overturn. Considering my circumstances, I should consider myself lucky. At least my soul isn't damaged, only my inspiration is exhausted... But for the next few days, it's best not to venture into the Dream Spirit World..."
The Dream Spirit World held both risks and opportunities.
Su Lu thought that he had previously taken it too lightly.
Perhaps, after continuously reaping benefits from the Dream of the Ancient God and the Black Iron Palm, he became somewhat arrogant.
