The night deepened, lights on the street dimmed, yet there were still many pedestrians passing by, with quite a number having just arrived in town. These people could only seek out open spots beside the road to rest their feet.
Zhong Fei and his two companions each continued their cultivation practices, while Ye Wutian leisurely leaned against the wall and fell into a deep sleep.
The night passed just like that, and come early dawn the next day, just as the sky started to brighten, the cultivators who had spent the night by the roadside gradually stopped their cultivation and stood up to head towards Yuhuang Summit. By that time, quite a few breakfast stalls had already been set up along the road.
When Ye Wutian awoke, he saw Zhong Fei and the others packing their things, apparently preparing to set out as well.
Upon seeing Ye Wutian rise, Zhong Fei smiled and said, "Brother Ye, I was just about to wake you."
