All of them were there to cultivate and heal their injuries, practicing their cultivation techniques in one room.
Cao Zhen did not resume cultivating the technique he had acquired before, instead, he began practicing the Prosperous Age Skills.
Soon, he realized that he had formed a strange connection with the world, but he couldn't precisely define what it was. Moreover, this connection felt incredibly delicate, as if it might break at any moment.
Before he knew it, a night had passed.
Cao Zhen's injuries were still visible, but they had improved somewhat since yesterday. At least, he no longer needed Qiao Jingyao's support to walk.
After breakfast, it wasn't long before the two children from the Xu Family clung to them, not to him, but to Qiao Jingyao, pleading with her to teach them to read.
Qiao Jingyao turned to Cao Zhen and asked, "Young Master, would you like to rest? Shall I teach the children how to read?"
"That would be fine."
