May 9, Monday, sunny.
He had no choice but to move his cultivation time from evening to morning today. It suddenly felt so strange.
That made the whole day feel packed—
After getting up early, he spent almost the entire morning cultivating. In the afternoon, he had to check on his traineeship, and even if he didn't go, there was a pile of chores to handle. At night, he had to work hard helping Qingqing cultivate. That left very little time to research automatic defense for the Tracer Technique, and what time he had came in scraps. Add in all the other odds and ends, and the entire day was stuffed full. What a headache.
Tonight, to help Qingqing cultivate, he had sacrificed his precious prime evening hours again and massaged her for two hours. It had worn him out.
May 13, Friday, cloudy.
The weather in Jade Capital was so strange this year. It was already the Fifth Month, yet it still swung between cold and hot. It had been over thirty degrees just a few days ago, and it hadn't even rained, but the temperature had suddenly dropped back to twenty. Really strange.
He was still massaging Qingqing to help her cultivate.
May 15, Sunday, light rain.
Qingqing seemed to be hooked on massages. She asked him for one every day.
It gave him an ominous feeling—
Am I going to be doing this for the rest of my life? Isn't a Cultivator's lifetime a little too long?
May 20, Friday, overcast.
He still hadn't gone to the Trainee Base today. He spent the afternoon at home researching automatic defense for the Tracer Technique. Every day at this time, Qingqing sat behind him watching, looking as though she desperately wanted to interrupt him but was