"Don't be anxious, Young Master Tang. We can wait a few more days," Xu Ningshuang said considerately.
"That's right. What's the harm in waiting a few more days?" Everyone nodded in agreement.
Young Master Tang cupped his hands to thank them, but did not agree to extend the time and continued reading with his head down.
Although the Pill Sage's collection was vast, his previous studies and the inheritances of the two Heavenly Venerables had already given him a fairly thorough understanding of much of its knowledge, so he leafed through the books very quickly.
The books covered every kind of knowledge in detail, without glossing over anything. Every new point he encountered was a solid, useful addition to his knowledge.
"Young Master Tang reads that fast?" Xu Ningshuang's gaze brimmed with curiosity. Tang Yan turned pages faster than she could turn hostile.
"I've read much of this before. I'm just checking for gaps and filling them in," Tang Yan explained.
Understanding dawned on everyone.
Tang Yan kept taking books and putting them back. Time passed little by little, but his pace never changed.
Seeing how focused Tang Yan was, everyone admired him a little more.
No wonder Tang Yan was so widely read and possessed such a strong memory. That focused approach to learning alone was enough to set him apart from ordinary people.
When one saw a worthy person, one sought to emulate them. Although everyone present seemed somewhat ordinary compared with Tang Yan, they were all first-rate Heavenly Talents in the outside world, their comprehension and temperaments actually far surpassing those of their peers.
Tang Yan's focus moved them, and it influenced them as well.
"Amitabha!"
On the second day, Pochen recited a Buddha's Invocation. His face grew more compassionate, and his gaze more resolute.
His cultivation