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The very next day brought forth a beautiful Sunday morning. From the parking zone of Zhonghais International Airport came a white BMW which shot off from within.

Its driver was none other than Yang Chen who had just returned from his trip to the Tang Sect.

Yang Chen was seen in a rather jolly mood. He was listening to one of Hui Lins latest hits, occasionally even humming to the tune.

He spent the entire night before grounded within the Tang Ancestral Fortress, specifically in Cai Nings room.

But there was no funny business going on that night. Yang Chen was determined to give his all in transferring the knowledge he was enlightened with, combined with his own distinct cultivational modus operandi to Cai Ning. It was essentially a step-by-step guide for her to follow along with answering any questions she might have had.

This was a serious matter even for the likes of Yang Chen. The slightest misstep would cause ones mind to corrupt!

They continued this until the break of dawn after which they parted to go their own separate ways.

The reason Yang Chen was in a jovial mood was that, throughout the process of educating Cai Ning, he managed to refine his teaching strategies through the question and answer session. He was able to structure out his lessons and focus on emphasizing the importance of the core aspects of cultivation.

That in turn provided Yang Chen with a confidence boost in leading his harem towards the direction of cultivation. His excursion to the Tang Ancestral Fortress in Sichuan was a success. Not only did it provide him with answers to his core inquiries, he had also managed to check off all his goals.

After a half-hour drive, Yang Chen arrived at the gates of his house. His five-day trip had left him homesick, leaving him with the thought that it might be tough for his women to leave abroad by his side, but more so himself for his increasing reluctance to move away from his place he called home.

In the front garden were lush green boxwood and magnolia shrubs, blooming proudly under the rays of the sun.

A flush of natural fragrance embodied the garden.