After a brief moment.
The Fifth Peak, within the Scripture Pavilion.
Books of cultivation techniques were stacked like walls, piled into mountains.
Elder Mei looked at Chen Zhixing, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the 'walls', and kindly reminded:
"Third Young Master, biting off more than you can chew isn't wise. With so many books, who knows how long it will take to finish them all? Why not take it slowly?"
"It's fine, Elder Mei, you can go ahead and attend to your matters, no need to worry about me."
Chen Zhixing casually pulled a book from the side and began reading.
"Well... alright then, if you need anything, just call for me anytime."
Elder Mei nodded and turned to leave.
And Chen Zhixing soon entered a state of meditation, completely immersed in the countless cultivation techniques of the Great Tao!
"The seventh Great Tao, perhaps I should start with the Innate Five Elements, including wind, rain, thunder, and lightning..."
