When Xu Que got out of bed, two days had passed. He woke up on the third morning.
Sunlight shone into the room from the windows and danced on his eyelids, rousing him from sleep.
Xu Que had slept for two days and two nights—it was incredible.
However, after Xu Que woke up, the first thing he did was close his eyes and continue sleeping!
This was due to the ultimate dream he had cherished in his previous life of sleeping until he awoke naturally. Another dream was counting money until his hand got cramps.
However, this was not the day that he would fulfil this wish. In no time, a commotion began outside the door.
"Quick, the Imperial Tombs Contest will be starting very soon!"
"The cultivators have set off for the tombs. We need to hurry over so we don't miss the show!"
"The first round is the Divine Chariot Contest. That is going to be very exciting. I heard that many talented cultivators are participating in this year's contest!"
