So, it let out a bark and slipped into the nearby mountain forests.
Jiang Li continued to sit cross-legged, pondering the words Gongsun Qingyue had Xiaotian bring.
"Let me sleep earlier······"
Since achieving progress in cultivation, Jiang Li hardly needed sleep, often substituting it with meditation. His Realm had long reached the level of Sitting Forgetfulness, where meditation was even more effective than sleep and took less time.
Unless he was too lazy to move or even meditate, like after battling until dawn for three days and nights··· during such times, Jiang Li enters a state of desirelessness, even losing the motivation to meditate and simply falls asleep.
Gongsun Qingyue, of course, understood Jiang Li's habit, so what she meant was for Jiang Li to sleep.
Thus, Jiang Li closed his eyes and slept while sitting.
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Vaguely, as if his soul wandered, Jiang Li traversed a veil of mist and arrived on the secret isle where he first met Gongsun Qingyue.
