The temperature in the Capital had entered the hottest days of midsummer.
This fact was confirmed by Zhao Douan as he was literally awakened by the heat.
Early this morning, he forced his eyelids open and wiped his bedding, only to find his entire back soaked.
"To experience both ice and fire—is there anything quite like it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes, letting out a lament as he sat up cross-legged.
The night before, in the midst of his spiritual cultivation, the Great Yu Grand Ancestor had led him away from a burning desert into an icy snowfield.
Zhao Douan's soul trembled with the cold while his body sweat from the heat, a sensation that could only be described as painfully refreshing.
"If only someone would give me an air conditioner that didn't need electricity, I'd even be willing to indulge in rich food or serve the Empress..."
Zhao Douan held up a finger, earnestly making a wish to this world's "Lord Heavenly Dao."
However, it was completely useless.
