As the last trace of darkness before dawn quietly disappeared, a touch of fish-belly white rose in the eastern sky.
Outside the window, several brightly colored birds emitted chirps that awakened Qin Feng, who had been asleep all night.
He got up from his bed, stretched himself thoroughly, and then pinched a spell to summon a stream of water to wash his face, feeling instantly refreshed and energized.
Opening his room door, he stepped out, intending to take a walk and stretch his limbs.
But once he was outside, he realized that he had actually gotten up relatively late.
Especially those young ones living in the rows in front of him, who had arrived earlier and had been here for several days already, were eagerly looking forward to the initiation ceremony to begin cultivating the Beast Taming Technique.
And today was the day to worship the Ancestor and enter the Mountain Gate, so these youths, excited as they were, naturally did not feel much like sleeping.