On a mountain, the prince was focused.
The ripple spread, and a few minutes later, Ezra's heart violently shook when he saw a strange ripple suddenly pulse from a certain location in his body. There was no hesitation whatsoever as energy charged towards it.
The familiar prickling pain was felt as another yarn was knitted.
The instant it knitted, Ezra sensed a thin thread of spiritual energy extended from the first yarn, linking up with the new yarn and establishing a connection.
This phenonon clearly showed that this was the correct location of the second yarn.
His eyes opened as they rapidly filled with elation. Sensing the first yarn had taken a good half of the day, but with the unheard talent of his, he had drastically shortened the ti required.
Moreover, the subsequent yarns would only beco harder and harder to sense, but this was clearly not going to be a problem for him.
Only now did he fully realise how miraculous his power was. With it, he would be able to more efficiently master any spiritual technique he desired, making him far more efficiently than others.
A fire began to burn in Ezra's eyes as he softly chuckled. "Roshi, I'll show you that even without your guidance, I will still be able to master the Gossar Steps technique!"
With a deep breath, he closed his eyes again, and began to polish the second yarn.
He could find the aperture locations, but he would still have complete the subsequent processes himself.
Hence, besides being present for the Energy Mountain training, all of Ezra's ti during the next three days was invested in the Gossar Steps technique.
As he tirelessly continued to work, a total of 18 of the 106 yarns were knitted by him in three short days. The first level of the Gossar Steps technique was fast approaching.
However, while the prince was imrsed in his training, waves were churning in the outer mountains, causing many disciples to be shocked.
The origin of these waves was, to everyone's surprise, the instructors from the rear mountain of the Mystic Demon Library. These instructors had high status in the outer mountains due to two main reasons. Firstly, they were official outer mountain disciples.
Secondly, they guided the other disciples in learning spiritual techniques,
However, several instructors secretly spread that Ezra Zephyr would be restricted from attending the lectures for the spiritual techniques they were in charge of.
This news caused quite an uproar, with nurous disciples feeling pity towards Ezra Zephyr. No one had expected him to have stirred up these instructors this ti.
Concerning such matters, the outer mountain manager Elder Yin should have stepped up to put a stop to it.
However, he seed to be ignoring it, causing it to beco an extrely hot topic in the outer mountains.
"I heard that Ezra Zephyr angered Roshi. Roshi is after all an official outer mountain disciple and has many friends. The other instructors would naturally not risk offending, hence why they've declared that they won't be teaching Ezra any spiritual techniques."
"Ezra is really too arrogant. To think that he even dares to offend senior brother Roshi."
"I've heard that they declined other Naran Continent's disciples as well, this will be a huge blow to the Naran's geniuses.
"Yea, without the guidance of the instructors, what can Ezra and his people possibly learn by themselves? Hehe, if this continues, he won't be able to perform well in the peak selection ceremony three months later."
"He deserves it. Let's see what he can do now that he's being shut out by all the instructors."
Similar whispers spread to every corner of the outer mountains, an indication that the number of gloating people was not few. After all, they were many people who were envious of Ezra and others' first class disciple status.
In a certain hall, Roshi stood with his hands behind his back, while Moshi and the rest of the disciples were seated on mats in front of him, their eyes closed as they tried to sense for yarns.
All of a sudden, Moshi opened his eyes, happiness flashing across his face as he exclaid, "I've knitted my sixth yarn!"
The others also opened their eyes, their envious gazes looking towards him.
The scars on Roshi's face had yet to fully heal. He smiled and nodded. "There's no need for the rest of you to be envious. Moshi's talent is better than yours, so his progress is not surprising."
The other disciples respectfully said with a smile, "Well it's still thanks to senior brother Roshi's guidance."
Moshi cupped his fists together towards Roshi, showing his gratitude.
Roshi seed to nonchalantly wave his hand, but the pleased look that faintly rose from the corners of his mouth was a little difficult to hide.
With his hands behind his back, he raised his gaze and peered into the distance as an icy smile suddenly appeared on his face.
He wondered how many yarns Ezra Zephyr had managed to knit. It was likely that he had yet to even reach that point, right?
"Ezra, oh Ezra Zephyr, you must be regretting it now that there's no one to teach you, right? Heh, but even if you go down on your knees and beg now, I will never teach you!
Since you've offended , I'll let you know the aning of eternal despair!"
By the side of a creek, Ezra still spent the majority of his ti here training, while naturally blocking off the various matters and happenings of the outside world. All of his attention was placed on mastering the Gossar Steps technique.
It was the fifth day since he borrowed the jade strip.
Although these five days were short, they were unbelievably enriching to the prince. In these short five days, he had knitted 30 of the 106 yarns.
Only 6 remained till he reached the first level. When that happened, the true wonders of the Gossar Steps technique would begin to be revealed.
Atop the rock, Ezra Zephyr opened his eyes, wind gathering within them before gradually disappearing as a satisfied smile appeared from the corners of his lips.
He had just completed another yarn, his total count now reaching 31.
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