"Yueqiu, you're late."
Pei Yuhang looked at his senior disciple as she hurried over, a worried expression on his face.
"Yueqiu, are you not feeling well today? You're always the first one here."
Having been out all night, Qing Yueqiu heard her master's concerned words and felt too guilty to meet his gaze.
"No, Master... I was cultivating all night and lost track of time, that's why I'm late."
"I see."
Pei Yuhang nodded. He patted Qing Yueqiu's shoulder and infused a bit of Pure Yang True Qi into her, easing the exhaustion from her features.
"Thank you, Master."
"Don't thank me. Yueqiu, you're just too diligent with your cultivation. You mustn't be impatient for quick results, or you might easily stray onto the wrong path. Taking a proper rest isn't necessarily a bad thing."
"I understand..."
Hearing the words "wrong path," Qing Yueqiu's crimson eyes trembled. She silently apologized to her master in her heart, 'I'm sorry,' then walked over to her junior sister's side.
