Knitting a Yarn
Roshi blankly stared at his surroundings in the air as his body trembled uncontrollably. He was no fool. He quickly assumed that the black light was definitely related to Ezra Zephyr.
But so what if he knew? Could he say that he was brought to such a state by an unofficial outer mountain disciple? What face would he have if this spread back to the seven peaks?
Thus, Roshi burst into a rage. "Ezra! I will make sure you're unable to learn even a single spiritual energy technique!"
In the night, Roshi's furious and bitter howl rang out like a wild beast's.
A creek flowed in the mountain, making clear sounds as the water beat against the rock.
Ezra's figure was seated on a rock by the creek with his eyes faintly shut. At this moment, his breathing seemed to become extremely weak.
The spiritual energy in his body slowly began to flow in his channels according to the instructions in the Gossamer Steps technique.