Ye Chuan was famous throughout the eastern reaches of Luoxia Province for sleeping all the time.
At sixteen, he still hadn't awakened his spiritual roots. The spirit-testing stone showed nothing, and he did nothing but sleep all day.
But no one knew...
Every time he slept, he entered a cultivation space where one day in the outside world equaled one year inside.
While everyone mocked him for doing nothing but sleep, he'd already cultivated for thirty years in there.
The treasures that geniuses fought over were things he could casually work out for himself inside.
The spirit-testing stone couldn't measure his cultivation, and the three great sacred lands couldn't figure out what he was capable of.
Han Zonglei humiliated him in public: “You good-for-nothing who does nothing but sleep, you'll never amount to anything.”
Ye Chuan yawned. “Mm, got it.”
Then he turned around and went back to sleep.
It wasn't that he truly didn't care. He had already won.
