After Yue Ling left, Yang Zhen had not yet recovered from the shock, but he soon came to accept it.
Even a wretched cat-like creature could sleep for many years, not only surviving the great calamity of Heaven and Earth but also becoming lively and spirited brothers with Yang Zhen. In this vast world, it made sense that other powerful beings could sleep for tens of thousands of years.
Yang Zhen looked at the equally baffled wretched cat and, after a long time, finally spoke, "I want to go back to our village. The cultivation world is too dangerous."
The wretched cat snorted with laughter and said, "Kid, do you think sleeping for tens of thousands of years is an easy matter? Although these people sound intimidating, not going mad from sleep is already quite an achievement. To slumber for ten thousand years and deceive Heaven is to pay a certain price."
"Like you did?" Yang Zhen looked at the wretched cat with surprise.