Chapter 1878: Have I become a loser?
Harboring deep sorrow and indignation, Yun Xian-tai cultivated bitterly all night.
It wasn't a profound technique, and its grade was only Profound-Extreme mid-tier. With Yun Xian-tai's cultivation and talent, he had thought he would be able to enter the door in one night.
But when the night really passed and the morning arrived, in the courtyard, one could see a black-faced old man constantly swinging a big hook, gritting his teeth and shouting.
"Hook!"
"I hook!"
"I hook again!"
"I hook, damn it..."
One could see that no matter how Yun Xian-tai swung his hook, it was always missing something. After a night of bitter cultivation, he hadn't even entered the door.
Let alone entering the door, he hadn't even grasped the fur.
Yun Xian-tai was puzzled. He was clearly cultivating according to the technique; why couldn't he learn it?
The more this happened, the more unconvinced Yun Xian-tai became. By noon, he had even forgotten his mealtime.
As someone who had been strong his whole life, how could he not learn this mere Heaven Hook technique?
Yun Xian-tai was competing with himself; if he didn't learn this damn Heaven Hook technique, he wouldn't eat.
During his bitter cultivation, he even forgot the time. It wasn't until after lunch that Yu Mo, finding it strange that Yun Xian-tai hadn't come to eat, came to his small courtyard.
Before he even entered the door, he heard bursts of angry cursing.
"This damn hook must be poisonous! Damn it, hook it! Get it!"
Hmm???
Hearing this, Yu Mo frowned. What hook? Hook what? Suspiciously, he pushed the door open and saw Yun Xian-tai cursing at a big hook.
"This... Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing? Practicing the hook!"
Practicing the Heaven Hook technique? Yu Mo walked up with a strange expression, staring blankly at Yun Xian-tai.
"So you didn't even make it for lunch and have been practicing the hook here the whole time?"
"Otherwise?"
Yun Xian-tai replied irritably, then ignored Yu Mo and continued practicing on his own.
And Yu Mo, watching Yun Xian-tai swing two hooks, frowned involuntarily. How should he put it... this hooking technique was no better than that of a three-year-old child.
With Senior Brother's talent, it shouldn't be like this, right? Wasn't this Heaven Hook technique easy to cultivate?
Yu Mo couldn't understand it. Just then, Yun Xian-tai suddenly turned his head and asked through gritted teeth.
"Junior Brother, how long did it take you to cultivate this Heaven Hook technique back then?"
Yu Mo's Heaven Hook technique was now at the Perfect Completion stage. Hearing this, he didn't hide it and said truthfully.
"One hour to enter the door, one day for small-success, three days for great-success, and less than half a month for perfect completion. Why, Senior Brother?"
Hmm???
Hearing this, Yun Xian-tai stood frozen on the spot. One hour to enter the door?
Thinking that he had been practicing for almost a whole day and hadn't even grasped the fur, Yun Xian-tai couldn't help but blush.
Yu Mo didn't notice this and continued on his own.
"Actually, I'm slow. That kid Hong Zun is said to have reached perfect completion in five days. By now, he's probably entered the Transformation Realm."
"But with Senior Brother's talent, it shouldn't be much worse. Right, Senior Brother, how long have you been cultivating this? A quarter of an hour?"
"Get out!"
It was originally a casual question, but it was met with an angry shout from Yun Xian-tai. You've only been cultivating for a quarter of an hour; your whole family has only been cultivating for a quarter of an hour!
"Get out, get out, get out! Get the hell out of here!"
Inexplicably kicked out, Yu Mo had no idea what had happened. Weren't they talking fine? Why did he suddenly get angry?
"Strange."
He didn't think much of it, only assuming Senior Brother was depressed because he missed lunch. Shaking his head, he drifted away.
But for the next two days, Yun Xian-tai didn't step out of his door, and he didn't even eat.
Only then did Senior Brother Yu Mo realize there was a problem.
Yun Xian-tai, who used to be the first to arrive at mealtime, faster than a dog—not eating for several days in a row clearly meant there was a problem.
This day at noon, in Yun Xian-tai's small courtyard, Yu Mo, Wang Man, Yuan Cang, Facing Qi Xiong, and Hong Zun gathered together. Everyone looked at the livid Yun Xian-tai with complex expressions.
Looking at each other, their eyes were full of strangeness, especially Facing Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, and the other fellow disciples, who opened their mouths but looked hesitant, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.
Finally, Yu Mo spoke up.
"Ahem, Senior Brother, as the saying goes, everyone has their own aspirations. If it really doesn't work, let's just not practice it."
"No! This old man doesn't believe it. A mere Profound-grade technique, and I can't learn it?"
Three days had passed. Yun Xian-tai had cultivated bitterly for three days without sleep or food, but he still hadn't touched the fur of the Heaven Hook technique.
Even Yu Mo had no choice but to invite Qingshi over, having the creator teach him hand-in-hand, but it was still useless.
Yu Mo looked at Qingshi again. Seeing this, Qingshi shook his head with a complex expression.
He couldn't teach him; he really couldn't teach him. How should he put it? Yun Xian-tai had long since memorized the theory, but as soon as he tried it, he was completely useless.
Commonly known as: the brain has learned it, but the hands haven't. He had no way to help. ===== CHAPTER 1879 =====
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