Within the sacred and solemn Technique Hall.
Rows upon rows of cultivation arts and martial techniques were arranged neatly.
Every book on the shelves radiated dazzling splendor.
Beautiful beyond compare, dreamlike as though one had stepped into an immortal palace.
Waves of Immortal Spiritual Energy wafted out from within.
The disciples began selecting in earnest.
Then they realized something was wrong—very fucking wrong!
"Holy shit!"
A male disciple cried out.
"Look, everyone! Th-These are all Immortal Arts!"
His hands kept flipping through the books.
Immortal Arts! Immortal Arts! Immortal Arts!
They were fucking Immortal Arts!
Could Immortal Arts really be wholesale like cabbages?
So damn insane! No wonder it was said to contain all the Immortal Arts of the heavens!
The other disciples had noticed long ago. They had not spoken because they were numb—completely numb!
They had thought the elder was bragging when he said Immortal Arts were basic martial techniques. It was actually true!
They then began to feel guilty over their own behavior.
Wuwuwu!
Ten thousand Contribution Points for the freedom to choose any technique they wanted—where else could they find such a sect?
Yet they had gone and pulled this disgusting "team up for a bargain" stunt.
It hurt! It hurt so much!
They were willing to climb mountains of blades and plunge into seas of fire for the sect, willing to die for Azure Cloud!
The motions of their hands flipping through the books unconsciously sped up several times...
Meanwhile, Qin Han also began making his selection.
Great Freedom Transformation Art, Crimson Star Heavenly Inquiry Immortal Art, Silent Extinction Heavenly Illusion Great Art, Phoenix Dance Winter's Chill Immortal Skill...
Every one of them held immense appeal for him, but right now, he only wanted to find a movement technique.
A movement technique was all he