817 Yellow Spring Grass by the Yellow Spring River

The sun had just barely risen over the horizon when Chu Changsheng got up. He scratched his head of white hair, walking barefoot on the wooden floor. His eyes were blurry. 

Many of the equipment in his room was a new experience for him. For example, the bathroom Bu Fang told him about was novel and intriguing to him.

However, after many days of staying here, Chu Changsheng had gotten used to them. He had to admit that they were really convenient and useful.

Descending the stairs, Chu Changsheng was a little surprised. He realized that the restaurant was extremely quiet this morning.

By the kitchen's entrance, Whitey's plump body stood there, obscuring his view. He could not see what was inside the kitchen.

After swallowing Yan Cheng's God Slaying Bow, Whitey had begun to evolve. Up to now, it was still in progress, and he did not know when it would finish its ascension.