Zhin opened his eyes after a night of meditation, the soft light of dawn filtering through the cracks in their makeshift shelter. He saw Qiao Daiyu sleeping soundly on the bed, the covers tangled around her, the once-neat bed now a chaotic mess.
Sigh
He rose from his seat and focused on his Qi aura. "Almost... to that realm, the realm of a god," he whispered to himself.
"And maybe... I can stand beside the God of Grinding, the god who walks among us humans," Zhin continued, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.
He turned his gaze towards Qiao Daiyu, who was still sleeping peacefully. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her serene face, a stark contrast to the chaos and destruction they had witnessed on the battlefield.
"Wake up," he said softly, his voice a gentle rumble. "It's time to continue our journey."
