Scripture Pavilion
"Damn it! You pretty boy, you're so ruthless! If I asked for trouble earlier, this is blatant extortion! You've got guts! Consider this my way of avoiding further trouble. "Yue Qianchou, without batting an eye, readily took out another high-grade Spirit Stones. He knew that continuing the argument would only make things worse, so he quickly handed it over.
"You're smart enough to take the spirit stone." The young man took the Spirit Stone and snorted coldly, pointing to a small path diagonally opposite in the distance. "Kid, just follow that path. The Scripture Pavilion is at the end. Remember, don't do anything so presumptuous next time."
"This disciple knows his mistake. May I ask your honorable name, Uncle-Master, so that I may remember your teachings?" Yue Qianchou was also a person who could bend and stretch.
"What? Judging from your tone, you still hold a grudge?" The young man coldly glanced at him, flicking two fingers to draw his longsword. A cold glint grazed Yue Qianchou's forehead, causing the latter to take a step back in fright. The young man leaped up, gracefully stepping onto his sword, and sneered, "If you want revenge, remember this: Gu Qingyun, disciple of the Cultivation Pavilion." A gust of wind rose, and a streak of light flashed into the distance.
"This guy's interesting, he has an Evil Qi about him. Gu Qingyun, I'll remember you." Yue Qianchou rubbed his nose, watching the figure fly away on his sword, and instead of being angry, he laughed. He turned and walked in the direction Gu Qingyun pointed.
The Scripture Pavilion, a place protected by the Cultivation Pavilion, is naturally no ordinary place. It houses various ancient texts treasured by Fu Xian Island over thousands of years. Yue Qianchou had long heard of this place, known as the richest repository of books in the entire Cultivation World. It was once said that as long as the collection of books in Fu Xian Island's Scripture Pavilion remained intact, Fu Xian Island would continue to stand tall in the Cultivation World.
Yue Qianchou deeply agreed with this statement. Just like the country he had lived in in his previous life, as long as its cultural heritage remained unbroken, no external force could destroy it. On the contrary, the more hardships it endured, the more brilliantly it shone among the nations of the world. With unbroken cultural heritage, even if a country is broken and declining, there will always be someone to carry on its legacy and rebuild its former glory. This is the unique charm of cultural heritage—its enduring appeal! Yue Qianchou had once deeply loved that land. Although it had its flaws, his love remained unwavering and unconditional. That love was etched into his soul, unforgettable even in this reincarnation!
Nestled in a basin surrounded by mountains, a building of unknown size, nearly twenty zhang tall, exuding a profound and ancient charm, stands quietly, telling the story of the vicissitudes it has experienced.
Reaching the main entrance of the building, Yue Qianchou looked up and saw a huge stone plaque hanging over ten meters high, bearing the three gilded characters "Scripture Pavilion." He climbed the steps, only to be met by a burly middle-aged man who coldly blocked his path, pointing to a wooden box beside the door.
Yue Qianchou had already inquired about the rules here. Storage Bag were not allowed to be brought in, so he had already put them into the golden pearl. He nodded and threw in a high-grade Spirit Stones, and the middle-aged man immediately made way.
Anyone who enters the Scripture Pavilion to read the treasured texts pays one high-grade Spirit Stones per person, which is indeed too expensive for ordinary cultivators. The treatment of disciples on Fu Xian Island is considered good, but it is still equivalent to half a year's salary for a Foundation Establishment Realm disciple. Often, many newly established Foundation Establishment Realm disciples borrow Spirit Stone to come here.
Yue Qianchou knew that Fu Xian Island wasn't there to make money off the disciples; the higher price was actually a way to protect the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion and prevent some disciples from frequently going in for no reason. Of course, those at the elder level and above could enter for free.
After entering, another layer of light barrier blocked his way after only a few steps, preventing disciples without Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation from entering. Yue Qianchou circulated his True Essence and stepped inside with some difficulty. The first staircase he saw was another layer of light barrier, a place Core Formation stage cultivators could pass through, which he didn't yet possess.
He turned and walked towards the lobby on the first floor. Stepping through a doorway, he entered a sizable space. Many wooden boxes, containing precious books, hung at shoulder height. Quite a few people had already arrived before him.
A few steps ahead stood a wooden board with rules written on it. After reading it, Yue Qianchou circled around and found people sitting cross-legged near the edges. Judging from their age, they didn't seem to be Foundation Establishment Realm disciples; they were probably the guards of the Scripture Pavilion, naturally worried about the theft of the scriptures. Yue Qianchou had actually considered it, but seeing the tight security, he had to give up and wait for another opportunity. He then began searching box by box for what he needed.
The wooden boxes were labeled with what was inside. He quickly found the "Sword Control cultivation technique" he needed in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage area. He opened the wooden box and found a jade disc inside. He excitedly injected his Divine Sense into it and found that the contents were different from those he had seen in jade discs before. They were all fixed with special methods and could not be destroyed or altered.
These weren't his concerns; his main interest lay in the content itself. After reading nearly ten thousand words, Yue Qianchou thousand words! He now realized that charging one high-grade Spirit Stones per person for entering the Scripture Pavilion was ridiculously expensive. It seemed he had no choice but to memorize it all here. Little did he know that this was precisely the brilliance of Fu Xian Island —they prevented their disciples from overcomplicating things.
No wonder Fu Xian Island has such a chaotic hierarchy; almost no one takes on disciples. All cultivation Method Formula are public and unreserved. Anyone can cultivate them; as long as you have the talent, you can be stronger than others and become someone's senior uncle or grandmaster. Of course, exceptions exist for people like Guan Wei Wu who have their own special skills. Some extremely talented individuals create their own Law Technique but don't want to reveal them; they will take on disciples to pass them on.
Two days had passed by the time Yue Qianchou words of the "Sword Control cultivation technique." He could only curse under his breath; trying to steal it always resulted in him being subtly watched. He hadn't eaten properly for several days, and with these past two days, his stomach was growling loudly, especially since he hadn't reached the Core Formation stage and could Grain Avoidance grains yet. Under the watchful gaze, he put the jade disc back and simply left.
After leaving the Scripture Pavilion and then the Cultivation Pavilion, without stopping, he went straight back to his small courtyard in the Alchemy Pavilion, closed the door, and hid in his room. His Divine Sense locked onto the golden pearl, intending to return to Utopia, when suddenly his whole body trembled violently.
Withdrawing his Divine Sense, Yue Qianchou rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Was it an illusion? Just now, it seemed that as soon as his Divine Sense locked onto the golden bead, he could see the scene in Utopia. Yue Qianchou locked his Divine Sense onto the golden bead again, and the scene in Utopia was vivid in his mind, as if he were looking down at the entire earth from high above. Apart from the boundless purple chaos all around, everything in Utopia was right in front of him: the newly appeared mountain and the deep ravine in the middle, all of which he had seen from the air last time.
Could this be because he's reached the Foundation Establishment Realm? In his astonishment, to confirm his guess, Yue Qianchou slightly moved his Divine Sense, and the previously damaged bamboo hut surrounded by green trees appeared before him, completely renewed and close at hand. This... how is this possible?
Her Divine Sense moved again, and Guan Yu and Chen Feng were restoring the sea of flowers. Her sister stood with the broken Red Hare, gazing into the distance with a tender and moving expression, looking pitiful. Yue Qianchou couldn't help but draw her Divine Sense closer and call out in her heart, "Sister!"
Bai Suzhen turned around in a daze, but found nothing. She looked around and asked, "Brother, is that you?"
"Ah!" Yue Qianchou screamed in fright, abruptly withdrawing her Divine Sense. She took a few steps back in the room, stammering, "Sister... Sister, you can hear me! How is that possible?"
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