After returning to the mountain peak, the three dutifully worked on building it up while frantically cramming themselves with this world's common sense and knowledge.
The more clearly they understood this world, the more confident the three became about finding Ouyang.
Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu had no intention of letting Leng Qingsong off for preparing to sneak away.
Being unable to use their Sage powers meant that the three had effectively been raised to the same level of strength.
When the strongest sword faced opponents at the same Xiantian martial artist realm, he naturally took such a beating that he could barely fend them off.
Not to mention the unpredictable midnight raids and the thieves rummaging through his room!
Now that they were not Sages, they not only needed three meals a day, but could not do without sleep either.
Under the alternating harassment of the two rebellious sons, Leng Qingsong soon began to buckle.
Although all three guarded against one another, the Little Mountain Peak renovation plan never paused for even a moment.
With everything reproduced on a one-to-one scale, Little Mountain Peak gradually began to look as it had back in the Azure Cloud Sect.
The identical bluestone mountain path, the identical little courtyard, the identical great tree, the identical room layouts.
This was almost exactly the image of Little Mountain Peak now etched into all three of their minds.
Now that it had been completely recreated, even though all three were still here, it felt incomparably empty and quiet.
It was nowhere near as lively as Little Mountain Peak had been when Ouyang was there.
Once the work was completely finished, the three had nothing left to do, and each spent all day reclining in a lounge chair in the little courtyard, basking in the Sun.