Novice Cultivator

As he slept, his dreams were a fantastical parade of ancient techniques and legendary warriors. He saw himself executing flawless martial arts moves, his body moving with a grace and power he had never known. He dreamt of epic battles, his hands wielding mystical powers that could vanquish the fiercest of enemies.

And in the midst of this dream-filled journey, a snore escaped Wu Xie, echoing in the quiet room. Even in his dreams, Wu Xie couldn't escape the humorous reality of his situation - a novice cultivator, snoring away with a book of advanced martial arts techniques lying forgotten by his side. It was a humorous contrast that would have made anyone chuckle. But for now, the only audience to this amusing scene was the moonlight streaming in through the window, casting a soft glow on the sleeping Wu Xie and his fallen book.