The Ancient Saint suppressed his doubts and said no more, casually waving his right hand.
"Whoosh!"
Two streaks of light shot forth, hovering before Jiang Bei.
One of them was a martial arts manual—the Vast Long Saber Art.
The other was a crystal-clear bead the size of a pigeon egg.
"Here, take them."
The Ancient Saint's voice was calm and without ripples. "The trial lasts ten days. Reach the fourth level. The rules remain unchanged. I do not care about the process, only the result."
He pointed at the bead and said, "As for what you are worried about... are you afraid that with this old man's eyes watching, you will not be able to let loose? This object is called a 'Space Bead.' It contains a small world one hundred zhang across, isolated from the outside. Go inside and train. Even if this old man wants to watch, I cannot. Once ten days are up, the bead will spit you back out. Whether you succeed or fail, we will know then."
After saying that, the Ancient Saint stopped looking at Jiang Bei.
Jiang Bei's heart gave a violent leap!
A Space Bead? An independent space?
This was simply a pillow delivered just as he was dozing off!
His greatest concern had originally been time!
Dongyao City outside was hanging by a thread. His master and senior brothers' lives and deaths were unknown. Shen Zhiqin and the Devil Master could come killing at any moment. Every breath was precious beyond measure!
Forget ten days—even three to five days would leave him anxious enough for his heart to burn to ash!
Who would have thought that the Ancient Saint's trial would happen to be cultivating a martial arts manual!
For others, this might have been difficulty straight from hell. For Jiang