The next morning, Qin Fang woke up bright and early.
He had gone to bed early yesterday, and today he woke up feeling refreshed and full of energy.
The sky was still dark, and the cold was biting.
After getting dressed, he went out into the courtyard to move his body. Qin Fang exhaled a cloud of white mist as he took stock of his current physical condition.
'After starting Martial Cultivation, my body's recovery seems to have improved significantly... Is it because of the two Qi Blood Pills from yesterday?'
Qin Fang's eyes shone brightly.
Usually when he woke up, he would feel an indescribable fatigue deep in his body that took a long time to shake off.
But waking up today, that sense of fatigue had clearly faded, and his body felt light and agile.
Moreover, he didn't have that usual feeling of being sleepy no matter how much he slept.
This tangible improvement made his eyes sparkle, filling him with motivation.
