Little Mountain Peak grew quieter than ever before, so quiet that even the Azure Cloud Sect seemed to have forgotten such a peak existed.
Every day, without fail, Hu Tutu went to Su Xiaoqi or Dongxu Zi to study the Dao.
To grow up a little faster, Hu Tutu, who had the poorest aptitude on Little Mountain Peak, began working hard as well.
At least she no longer needed daily reminders to study the Dao. Apart from playing a passage on the Suona beside Ouyang each day, hoping to play Eldest Senior Brother awake, she spent all her time working to improve herself.
Leng Qingsong spent his days holding his sword beside Ouyang, never leaving his side. In his heart, if his elder brother woke up, he had to be the first to know.
Chen Changsheng resumed his duties as Little Mountain Peak's chief steward. Besides keeping everything on the peak in perfect order, he spent more of his time contemplating the Dao of formations and making meticulous, thorough plans for his next step.
Bai Feiyu left the mountain. He felt that his Dao had reached a bottleneck, and if he simply stayed on Little Mountain Peak, it would probably not advance an inch.
Before, he had stayed to watch over the unconscious Ouyang. Now that everyone on Little Mountain Peak had returned, he was going to perfect the Divine Dao he had only just comprehended!
One morning, Bai Feiyu left the Azure Cloud Sect with the God-Sealing Treasure Book in one hand, the Azure Bird resting on the other, and a Heaven-Measuring Ruler hanging at his waist.
He went down the mountain to travel.
The period of explosive growth in their strength had passed. They had all reached the point of consolidating their gains, hoping to achieve another breakthrough