Chapter 23

Xiao Sheng had long since deduced that Ling Ziling and himself were likely half-siblings. Moreover, since he had saved her from the hands of the Yiqi Gate, he felt a sense of responsibility towards her. No matter what, he had to take good care of her first.

Hiding Ling Ziling could very likely anger the Empress. However, Xiao Sheng was not afraid of this. For a long time, he had harbored suspicions about the Empress. As for the possibility of becoming her enemy, Xiao Sheng had long been mentally prepared.

Especially now, with his achievement of the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit, he could harness the power of the Golden Phoenix Armor, becoming a pseudo-saint who could not die, be reborn from the flames, and be virtually invincible. With no more worries, he naturally felt even more fearless.

Having made up his mind, his heart was at ease. Xiao Sheng turned around and smiled indifferently towards the northeast, the direction of the Empress's residence, the Cining Palace. He stretched lazily, then leisurely returned to his dormitory to rest.

Sleep is a state where the brain's activity decreases, entering an unconscious state, allowing the body to rest. Good quality sleep can effectively eliminate fatigue, restore energy, and enhance the body's immune function.

However, the entire sleep process is divided into light sleep, light sleep, and deep sleep. The first two stages of sleep have minimal effects on relieving fatigue. The truly effective stage is deep sleep. However, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter deep sleep, so this golden sleep time for eliminating fatigue only accounts for about 25% of the total sleep time.

When a martial arts practitioner reaches the Grandmaster realm, they can control their level of consciousness to a certain extent. This means that Grandmaster experts can enter deep sleep at any time and wake up at any time. For the same amount of sleep time, the quality of sleep for a Grandmaster expert is ten times, or even dozens of times, better than that of an ordinary person.

For this reason, any martial arts practitioner who has achieved success is always full of energy. It is almost impossible for them to be overly fatigued or to sleep excessively.

Xiao Sheng's mental strength was already much stronger than that of an average Grandmaster due to his long-term training in the Garo Hall. With the achievement of the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit, his ability to control his consciousness became even more prominent. Just a few minutes of sleep was equivalent to eight hours of sleep for an ordinary person. When he opened his eyes again, he immediately felt refreshed, with all his fatigue completely gone, and his body restored to its best state.

With nothing to do, Xiao Sheng got up and lit a candle, wanting to read some leisure books.

The last time he was in the Garo Hall, on a whim, he spent one temporal energy point to buy a set of leisure books. The author of this set of books was surnamed Jin, and the entire set consisted of fourteen volumes, each telling a story from the secular world of martial arts.

Although the martial arts practitioners described in the books were of low realms, at most only able to achieve "Five Qi Converging to the Origin" and become warriors who could emit无形剑气, the characters were vivid and the stories were full of twists and turns, making them hard to put down.

Xiao Sheng had already checked in the Garo Temple. The author of this set of leisure books seemed to have his brain waves occasionally connect with certain parallel universes, thus creating these stories. What he called creation was actually recording real people and events with artistic embellishment.

In other words, in the future, Xiao Sheng might have the opportunity to enter these parallel universes of the secular world of martial arts. If that were the case, being able to predict the future would give him a significant advantage in those worlds. Since there were such benefits, he had to read these leisure books thoroughly.

In addition, there were many side stories in this set of books. They were not written by the author surnamed Jin but told the various experiences of the main characters in the martial arts world, either after the main story ended or during the gaps in the story.

The world originates from a point, and from the moment of its birth, countless choices appear. A slight deviation can lead to vastly different outcomes, thus creating countless parallel worlds.

This means that even the martial arts world described by the author surnamed Jin might have countless branches of parallel worlds. Therefore, these side stories, sequels, and prequels are also worth studying.

Furthermore, apart from the author surnamed Jin, Xiao Sheng found that several other authors also had brain waves that connected with certain parallel worlds, thus recording what they saw and heard. These authors were surnamed Gu, Wen, and Huang. The worlds they wrote about were also likely to be ones Xiao Sheng might enter in the future. Therefore, he also bought the stories written by these authors, including their side stories, sequels, and prequels. He kept these books in the storage space of his bracelet and took them out to read a few pages whenever he had nothing to do.

Xiao Sheng sat down at the table, placed his right hand on the table, and casually swiped. Several books immediately appeared neatly on the table.

The story Xiao Sheng wanted to read today was about a group of martial artists wearing red flowers on their chests in a certain country and dynasty, striving to overthrow the rulers of that dynasty. However, it was not the main story but a side story. It told the tale of a female hero among the martial artists wearing red flowers, whose husband was captured by the government. After she and her companions rescued her husband, a series of events unfolded.

Under the light, Xiao Sheng picked up the side story on top, put the others away, and flipped to the part marked by a bookmark. He began to read with great interest.

The story was indeed exciting, but it also had some embarrassing parts. Of course, although Xiao Sheng had remained a virgin until now, he had seen all kinds of scenes during his training in parallel universes. Therefore, apart from the vivid and lively portrayal of the characters and the excellent writing, he did not find anything particularly special.

Moreover, the Ripple Immortal Path not only exercises the body but also the mind, achieving excellent results. Therefore, Xiao Sheng's mind was very pure and strong, and he was not swayed by these mere fantasies. At this moment, he was indeed reading the story with an appreciative mindset, without any evil thoughts. This is true! He is not lying at all, everyone must believe him!

After reading a dozen pages, the story reached a climax. Xiao Sheng took a deep breath, put down the book, and was about to take a sip of tea. Suddenly, a "click" sound came from outside the room.

This sound was extremely light and subtle, and those with slightly lower cultivation would not have noticed it. However, to Xiao Sheng, even if it were several times lighter, it would still be as clear as a drumbeat in broad daylight.

His alertness immediately heightened. Xiao Sheng quickly blew out the candle, swiftly climbed into bed, and held his breath, focusing all his attention on the outside.

He heard it clearly. It was the sound of footsteps! In a moment, the footsteps reached the window. He heard a "swoosh" as the window paper was pierced by a bronze crane's beak. The beak opened, and wisps of blue smoke floated out, quickly filling the room with a faint aroma.

It was a sleep-inducing smoke, and it was made from a mixture of precious herbs. Once inhaled, even a warrior at the peak of the "Five Qi Converging to the Origin" realm would be unable to resist and would fall into a deep sleep.

Xiao Sheng already had the cultivation of a Grandmaster. By using the oscillation ability of the Ripple Immortal Path, he could neutralize the effects of the sleep-inducing smoke in his body, so he was not afraid of inhaling it. While quietly neutralizing the effects of the smoke, he frowned and pondered who it could be—outsiders or insiders?

After a while, the smoke was completely expelled, and the bronze crane's beak was retracted. The door of the room then opened silently, and a black shadow slipped in like a fish.

The black shadow was wearing a tight black outfit, but it could not hide her full yet slender figure. Her face was not covered, and with the faint moonlight filtering through the window, Xiao Sheng could see her clearly. It was Xiaowei, one of the maids in his courtyard.

Although Xiao Sheng was a "waste prince," he was still a prince. According to court rules, princes must have a certain number of eunuchs and maids to attend to their daily needs. These eunuchs and maids were assigned by the Internal Affairs Department. Xiaowei was one of them. She had been with Xiao Sheng for more than four years, always careful and diligent, doing more work and talking less. Whatever tasks were given to her, she completed them quickly and efficiently. Therefore, the eunuch Guan Canghai and the others in the courtyard all got along well with her.

Never in a million years did he expect that at this moment, Xiaowei would be releasing sleep-inducing smoke outside and sneaking into the room with ill intentions. It was clear that she was an insider. However, he did not know who her true master was or what she was planning to do. Was she trying to assassinate Xiao Sheng?

No. It was clear that Xiaowei was not planning to assassinate him. She only glanced at the bed a few times, saw Xiao Sheng lying there, emitting a slight snore, and then relaxed, not giving the Fourteenth Prince another look.

Xiaowei's eyes darted around, and she quickly rummaged through the drawers, seemingly looking for something but finding nothing. Of course, Xiao Sheng had many secrets, but all the important things were stored in the bracelet's storage space. Apart from clothes and some daily items, there was nothing special in the bedroom.

After searching for a while and finding nothing, Xiaowei felt frustrated. Suddenly, she noticed the story book on the table. She immediately felt as if she had found a treasure, walked over, and picked it up, flipping through a few pages.

In the dark, the font in the book was small, and she probably couldn't see clearly. However, the book had illustrations. In the dim light, Xiaowei could vaguely see a few human figures. She didn't dare to look closely, assuming this was what she was looking for. She immediately tucked the two halves of the book into her chest and quickly slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her.

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