Spring sleep unaware of dawn...

The season of revival makes one reluctant to get up. Zhao Qinghan, with her waterfall-like black hair and crystal clear fair skin, lazily yawned and decided to sleep in.

It wasn't until the dawn light spilled in, filled with transcendent matter, that she revealed her long legs and reluctantly got out of bed.

Wang Xuan had also just gotten up, attempting to refine the red matter into a gentle transcendent factor, but failed. The two substances could not be converted into each other.