Chapter 38: The Gentle Breeze Doesn't Disturb the Dream

In the middle of the night, Li Ping'an floated back to his cave abode, utterly drained.

This socializing within the Wanyun Sect was a hundred times more exhausting than competing in a magical combat...

Because the cave was enveloped by his master's immortal power barrier, Li Ping'an could finally catch his breath, no longer subjected to the scrutiny of others' divine senses.

So he took off his robe, removed his boots, and placed the discarded clothes into a storage magical artifact named 'Laundry Basket', wearing only his inner garment and long pants, he lay down on his personal recliner.

The sounds of the lotus pond rippled delicately, and two butterflies, which had somehow been brought in, were sipping dew on the lotus leaves.

Li Ping'an stared blankly, slowly recovering the vast amount of mental energy drained by the 'Explosive Spirit Art', fading in and out of consciousness, with a lingering headache.

He had indeed been pushing himself too hard before.