January 3rd.
The Student Cultivators of the Sixth Courtyard were just waking up.
For some reason, they felt their Heart Spirits brimming with power, making them want to continue their Cultivation without sleep or rest.
It felt as if stopping for even a moment would be a waste of time.
Moreover, the feeling of becoming stronger was even more palpable than before.
It was enough to make them restless; they all felt that if they weren't in a state of Cultivation, they would risk falling behind.
"We've been infected by the Outer Sect's number one," An Rong said.
Cao Cheng nodded in agreement. "I'm all for pulling all-nighters to cultivate, but we don't have to do it every waking moment, do we?"
"I'm not cultivating," Lin Qingshan announced.
Zhuo Bufan chimed in, "I'm not cultivating either. I'm going back."
Zhao Yaoyao sighed. "Then I won't cultivate, either. I'm going back to get some rest."
One by one, they all left.
