Early morning.
Chu Mu surfaced from his thoughts.
He scooped a basin of water from the vat in his room.
Splashing the cold water on his face seemed to sharpen his senses.
The water's surface rippled, revealing his reflection.
With a subtle shift of his will, his original face returned.
The face in the reflection changed along with it.
Gazing at the face that was at once familiar and strange, Chu Mu couldn't help but stare, a little dazed.
It was familiar from his years in this life, yet strange because of the memories of his last.
'How long have I been in this world?'
Chu Mu tried to remember, but the details were hazy.
Especially after he'd entered the Cultivation Immortal Realm, the very concept of time had grown hazy.
His lifespan—or rather, the lifespan of any Cultivator—was far longer than that of an ordinary mortal.
At the very beginning of his Immortal Path, a Cultivator at the Qi Cultivation First Layer generally had a lifespan of about one hundred years.
