When Jiang Lan recovered, the light of the setting sun had already shone into the inn.
It was getting dark.
Jiang Lan looked down at the teacup in his hand and slowly placed it on the table.
He was not bothered by the dark sky.
In the epiphany just now, he felt like he had lived through a thousand years.
The sun was setting.
He still had a long way to go.
However, there was no one beside him. They must have left.
"You're awake?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiang Lan.
It was the innkeeper.
Jiang Lan turned around and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Senior."
The previous epiphany was related to that cup of tea.
Furthermore, he could clearly sense that his cultivation base had made some progress. Not only that, he could also feel that his subsequent cultivation would be much smoother and faster than before.
He seemed to be getting closer and closer to immortality.
