Leaving Han Mo's personal space, his consciousness returned to reality. Xu Wuyi slowly opened his eyes.
The light in the Cultivation Room was soft, and the faint scent of Earth Fire Marrow filled the air. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the campus under the night sky.
The Flame Venerable's invitation, Han Mo's approval, the impending conscription... All sorts of information swirled in his mind.
He took a deep breath, pushing down the distracting thoughts.
'Since my teacher has already agreed, I should set off as soon as possible.'
The next morning, Xu Wuyi packed a simple bag and went to Han Mo's residence again.
This time, it was in reality.
Inside the small, gray-white building, Han Mo sat on a bamboo chair with a tea set before him. Seeing Xu Wuyi enter, he gestured for him to sit down.
"Have you decided?" Han Mo asked.
"Yes." Xu Wuyi sat down across from him. "I plan to set out today."
