Aksai stepped out of the third floor's hall just as the hour ended.
The doors behind him closed softly, and he let out a slow breath. A small smile tugged at his lips. The long, silent hour inside had been worth it.
A clear chime rang in his ears.
A spectral screen appeared in front of him, lines of glowing text unfolding one after another. All the notifications were about the 3rd Order Spirit Cultivation Techniques he had just gone through.
He had completely recorded around ninety techniques on his Neural Link Fabric's database, storing them forever.
Ninety!
No one in the Dadangar Subcontinent would believe that a single cultivator was able to memorize so many complicated 3rd Order techniques within an hour. Even Aksai himself felt a small sense of satisfaction as he watched the notifications scroll.
Even though none of the techniques were completely compatible with him, he knew they would help him in other ways.
