Kapitel 1195: 100 ways to make turtle soup

How could I have forgotten about my Inner World? No matter how deep in the night it was, nowhere would be as hidden as my Inner World, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As long as he entered his Inner World, nobody would be able to peep at him. It was his own place, thus making it the best place to practice those strange secret techniques.

Just when Shuhang was preparing to enter his Inner World to practice the '200 Must-have Skills for a Monster Spirit to Survive', he raised his head and saw the bright moon in the night sky.

It was said that the moon on the 15th was the roundest, but despite the Mid-Autumn Festival having already passed, the moon today looked even rounder than the one then.

The night was as picturesque as a poem; it was simply beautiful. Such a wonderful moon could not be enjoyed inside the Inner World.