A night passed.
Ye Xuan slept until the sun shone on his butt before he got up, feeling extremely refreshed throughout his body.
Unexpectedly, without having done anything, he actually stepped into the Fourth Level of the Divine Gate.
"Is the Taoist Body this exaggerated?" Ye Xuan rubbed his head and chuckled.
He had broken through after just one sleep.
If this were told to others, it would surely infuriate someone to death.
Such a physique, it simply trounced the Divine Body.
"You're awake." Zhou Youwei opened the door to the room, saw Ye Xuan sitting on the bed, and smiled slightly.
"Come, drink up."
Zhou Youwei brought over a big bowl of Demon Tiger Milk and handed it to Ye Xuan's mouth.
Ye Xuan took the big bowl, tilted his head back, and guzzled it down, even letting out a satisfied burp afterward.
"Still the familiar taste, steady!" Ye Xuan chuckled with a hearty laugh.
"You're so lewd..." Zhou Youwei's expression turned weird.
