They ate until midnight. Li Xian was so full that he covered the remaining tiger carcass with snow and just left it in the courtyard.
He then went to bed to rest.
Upon his first arrival at Black River Village, he safely passed his first night.
The next day, the rooster crowed in the east.
Li Xian stretched lazily, making a "crackling" sound from his bones. At fifteen, although born poor, he used resources from various places and grew "strong muscles and robust bones".
It snowed last night.
But Li Xian didn't feel cold at all, even sweating a bit, thanks to consuming the Pure Yang Beast, which kept him warm.
He had long developed a habit of morning runs, activating his Qi-Blood, and applied ice and snow to his face, feeling invigorated all over.
Then he began practicing martial arts.
[You rise to practice at dawn, working diligently on your fists, Skill Level +1]
[You punch towards the sun, your Qi-Blood overflowing, Skill Level +1]
The early sunlight shone on Li Xian.
