Yang Wei jolted awake, gasping for breath.
As he glanced around his dimly lit room, he realized he was back home.
"What the heck is happening?" he muttered to himself, rubbing his temples.
Okay, so I got bombarded with countless information about celestial dragons and dragon vein cultivation, but apart from that, my memory's a tad hazy. Well, at least I still remember how to craft a true dragon sword from start to finish... and it seems like my cultivation base is stabilized.
"Piidi! Piidi!"
Yang Wei knew that sound too well not to have known where it came from. His gaze fell on the golden slime perched on his shoulder, and gently emitting soft noises. "You're still here, huh?" he said partly annoyed, and yet amused that it followed him all the way from the other realm.
Oh, then where's Yuying!
Suddenly, footsteps approached his room.
