The return trip back to Purple Plum Mountain took half a day.


    During this time, the outer disciples were once again called upon to prepare tea and snacks for the elder.


    And unsurprisingly, Zhao Yunxiao took charge this time as well.


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    Zhao Yunxiao did not want anything too complicated as that would only make it much harder to master and execute.


    After stopping by the canteen for a quick dinner, Zhao Yunxiao returned to his residence and excitedly opened up his newly obtained technique manuals.


    When learning a new technique, the first step was always to understand the underlying concepts.


    If one rushed into practising a technique without fully understanding what it entailed, cultivation deviation could easily occur, and that was no laughing matter.


    In less serious cases, all the time and effort that had been put into learning the technique would be completely wasted.


    In more serious cases, one could end up damaging their spiritual meridians, or even die from the backlash!


    Of course, there were also some genius cultivators who could easily infer the right way to execute various techniques just by skimming through the manuals, but Zhao Yunxiao was definitely not one of those people.


    He took his time to slowly peruse the manuals, reading and rereading each part multiple times just to make sure that his understanding was accurate.


    Time passed quickly as he dived deep into the three technique manuals.


    He had planned to spend the entire night figuring out these techniques, but that plan was eventually disrupted.


    Knock-! Knock-!


    Zhao Yunxiao did not respond to the knocks on his door, but it did not cease just because of his inaction.


    Knock-! Knock-!


    Knock-! Knock-! Knock-!


    Zhao Yunxiao closed his eyes in frustration before letting out a helpless sigh.


    Knock-! Knock-! Knock-! Knock-! Knock-!


    “Coming!” Zhao Yunxiao called out in irritation as he made his way over to the door.


    “What took you so long? Are you doing something sleazy again?” Gu Qiansi snapped the moment he opened the door.


    “You are so cold, Senior Martial Brother Zhao!” Lu Zhiying chimed in immediately after. “How can you not come look for us after returning to the sect?”


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