The Post Sky Tipping Era

Gazing at the dazzling starry sky, tears involuntarily welled up in Zhao Ge’s eyes, and a sense of unexplained sadness arose in his heart.

Less than two hours.

A large pot of mutton was completely eaten by several people, Li Yi having consumed the most; he really liked the taste and couldn’t help but eat more.

After the meal, Zhao Ge instructed Shou Hou to clean up.

"Everyone should go to sleep early today, nurse your wounds well, we will be heading to Sanyang City in a few days, and there’s a big battle waiting for us. Don’t relax just because you had a full meal today; the vengeance owed to so many fellow brothers and disciples is still waiting for us to avenge, we cannot afford to be careless for a moment,"

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As a master, Zhao Ge reprimanded them a bit and then sent them back to their rooms.

"Master, you should rest early too," Shou Hou said after finishing packing.

"The medicine given by Meng De is somewhat special, I am still feeling excited, and I can’t sleep now. I will keep watch tonight," Zhao Ge said, "You all go and sleep."

The people simply nodded and returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Li Yi fetched a bucket of water from the well, quickly washed up, and also went to his room early.

Sleeping in this quaint room, he was still a bit unaccustomed, so he simply began to perform Cultivation.