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At the Wayless Sect.
Standing in the Grand Hall Square.
Chu Yuan looked up,
staring at the pitch-black sky.
He really wanted to have an epiphany about Ye Luo's cultivation technique, but after watching from noon until evening, he didn't grasp anything at all.
Oh, he did perceive something.
Today there was a light breeze, it was sunny turning to partly cloudy, the wind was from the northwest, and the temperature was quite high...
Besides that, he couldn't make heads or tails of anything else.
Another day wasted in vain.
Chu Yuan sighed deeply.
If only he had known, he would have gone to cultivate.
At least, after cultivating for three months, he could have condensed a wisp of mana.
But staring into space for one day, he gained nothing.
Using his divine sense, Chu Yuan scanned the Hall of Law Transmission and saw that Zhang Han was still reading; he felt relieved.
Although he wasted a day watching, he wasn't the least bit frustrated.
