Early to Bed, Early to Rise

He stood up, looked at Qin Xi, and said, "You should rest early too. Don't overwork yourself. If anything comes up tomorrow, discuss it with the people in the group first, then make your plans."

Qin Xi looked at Ancestor Hongjun and said, "You should rest early too. You really have been working especially hard these past few days."

Ancestor Hongjun had already risen and was walking toward the door.

He said to Qin Xi, "There will be a solution to everything. Don't take it too much to heart."

How could Qin Xi possibly not take all these matters to heart? After all, these people were all his friends, and with problems arising in both their sects and around Qin Xi himself, he was bound to worry deeply.

Besides, even though Qin Dao had been formed from a wisp of his primordial spirit, Qin Xi had paid attention to him for so long that he no longer treated him as one of his stakes at all. Instead, it was as if he were looking at one of his own children, one of his friends.

Qin Xi looked at Ancestor Hongjun and said to him, "All right, all right. Go rest early. Tomorrow's matters can wait until tomorrow."

Ancestor Hongjun left Qin Xi's room. Qin Xi slowly lay down, but he truly felt no sleepiness at all. Just like that, it was not until the latter half of the night that Qin Xi slowly closed his eyes and dozed for a while.

The next day, just as the sun had risen and before it was fully bright, Qin Xi heard what sounded like someone practicing martial arts in the courtyard outside.

Qin Xi still felt groggy all over, but he was no longer sleepy. He got up, draped on a piece