Chapter 259 Book 6 Flawed Technique
Night fell over the Azure Feather Sect, casting long, jade-hued shadows across the tiled roofs and quiet courtyards of the inner sect. The once tumultuous winds that swept over the mountain range were calm, as if the very land held its breath. Inside one of the grander wooden halls nestled high in the inner sect plateau—Yan Shengtian's personal quarters—light from lanterns bathed the walls in a soft yellow glow.
Yan Shengtian sat shirtless in the center of his cultivation chamber, his toned figure marred by faint, almost healed scars from the battle that had upended his arrogance. His long black hair was tied back, beads of sweat forming on his brow as he breathed deeply. Before him lay a scroll—recently inked with diagrams and notes, all copied from the cultivation manual he had stolen… no, earned—he told himself—from that foolish girl, Li An.
