The Diligent Qin Xiaoxi!

Ever since the New Year, more than half a year had passed.

The scene from when he left home at the beginning of the year was still vivid in his mind. His mother had stuffed all kinds of food into his backpack, his father had reminded him to take good care of himself while away, and his sister had held his hand and said, "Big brother, come back early."

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year had gone by.

He had not returned home at all, even during summer vacation. Instead, he had spent it at Azure Dragon Ancient Mountain.

During that time, he had fought Evil Spirits and clashed with powerful enemies, surviving countless brushes with death and gaining much in return.

But because of that, he had missed the time he could have spent reunited with his family.

This was the world of Martial Artists.

Qin Yan felt a wave of emotion rise within him.

Ordinary people could go home every day, have dinner with their families, take walks with their parents, and watch their younger sisters grow up day by day.

But Martial Artists could not.

The path of a Martial Artist was destined to be lonely.

Especially for those who truly pursued the pinnacle of martial arts—more often than not, they had to endure a solitude beyond ordinary people's imagination.

And that was only because his strength was still low. Those truly powerful experts could enter seclusion for years, even decades, at a time!

He had once read in ancient records that some Ninth-Rank Venerables entered seclusion to break through to higher realms, remaining secluded for decades or even centuries.

By the time they emerged, the world outside had already changed beyond recognition.

Some of their old friends and family had grown