Thousand Shadows Swaying in the Wind

Wei Yunxi was holding a copy of "Analysis of Weiyu Realm's Mountain Trends and Veins" and leafing through it. It mainly discussed the famous mountain ranges of the Weiyu Realm, as well as their formation and trajectories, with some feng shui and geomancy mixed in. She found it quite interesting and silently committed the parts that interested her to memory.

Ever since she had cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Refinement, Wei Yunxi had clearly felt that her divine sense had grown stronger. Its coverage could rival that of an early Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, which had been a great help during the entrance examination. Otherwise, she would not have been able to avoid Wei Yunqing.

However, while studying at the Clan School, she had also learned that aside from probing one's surroundings, it was best not to casually sweep one's divine sense over people with higher cultivation. It could easily be seen as a provocation. As for those with lower cultivation, they would not be able to detect it anyway.

Using her divine sense to read books and memorize their contents was far faster than rote memorization, by more than just a little. Thus, she had finished two books in a single day yesterday.

That day, Wei Yunxi had spent her time hugging this book and reading it. Aside from her own interest, she remembered that in the novel, not long after the Wei family disciples entered the sect, Wei Yunqing had unexpectedly obtained a cultivation technique from the Library. On the surface, it had nothing to do with Wei Yunxi.

Yet she was certain that Wei Yunqing had definitely used Wei Yunxi's hand to obtain that cultivation technique. As for how she had gotten it, Wei Yunxi merely glanced at Wei Yunqing, who was reading nearby, and already had a plan in mind.

No wonder Wei Yunqing had insisted on coming to the Library with her these past two days. She clearly wasn't holding in anything good. She had even specifically gone through every book Wei Yunxi had read. Wei Yunxi could guess what she wanted to do with her toes.

Still, since she had not discovered anything yet, there was no need to hurry. As for handing over an opportunity that had fallen into her hands, that was impossible.

For the next five days, Wei Yunxi went to the Library as usual to read. Wei Yunqing also patiently accompanied her for five days, but gained nothing.

On the evening of the fifth day, Wei Yunying stopped Wei Yunxi, who had just returned, and asked:

"Yunxi, you've been practically living in the Library lately. Have you gained anything?"

Wei Yunxi smiled and said:

"I've gained quite a lot. I read many strange tales and anecdotes, as well as storybooks. Today, I read 'A Few Things I Had No Choice but to Tell About Haoran Sect's Founding Ancestor.' It wrote about some secret history of Haoran Sect's Founding Ancestor."

Wei Yunying's curiosity was piqued as well, and she immediately said:

"Really? Then I'll go have a look another day. I can treat it as a way to relax."

"Mm-hmm! It's just that everyone can read the books on the first floor, so they're placed rather messily."

The two of them chatted back and forth without avoiding Wei Yunqing. Yet Wei Yunqing's patience had already reached its limit. She did not want to keep wasting time with Wei Yunxi. She had to seize the time to cultivate, so the matter of proving whether the illusion realm was real or false could only be set aside for now.

Wei Yunxi did not know what Wei Yunqing was thinking. The next day, she still went to the Library to read, only this time without Wei Yunqing trailing behind her.

Wei Yunxi asked in surprise:

"Elder Sister, you're not coming to the Library to read with me?"

Wei Yunqing was impatient inside, but she smiled as she said:

"I've accompanied you for so long and have already confirmed that there's no danger around you. Now I can go cultivate at the Cultivation Hall without worry. I won't accompany you anymore, so be careful on your own."

"Alright, thank you for the advice, Elder Sister."

Wei Yunxi said with smiling almond-shaped eyes.

Then she continued heading to the Library. This time, not only did she read, but she also took the opportunity to organize all the books on the first floor, making them easier for the other disciples to browse.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the Library was very pleased with Wei Yunxi. She was helping him complete his sorting task, so he smilingly said to Yunxi:

"You're quite a good little disciple. Go look beneath the bookshelf in the southwest corner. There's a very good storybook there."

Hearing this, Wei Yunxi narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and cupped her hands in thanks.

"Thank you for the guidance, Martial Uncle."

Then she went to the place he had mentioned and felt out a beast-hide booklet from beneath the bookshelf. Its cover read "The Romantic History of the Xuanqing Scholar." Just from the title, it was clear that it was a story about romance and passion.

Wei Yunxi smacked her lips. Was the Cultivation Realm really so open? Was this sort of storybook something a five-year-old child like her could read?

With curiosity, she opened the booklet. After one glance, she knew she had misunderstood. It was a travelogue written in a diary-like style by a cultivator called the Xuanqing Scholar. Of course, it also interspersed some of his own romantic escapades to make it more interesting to read.

Wei Yunxi immediately understood. Someone had probably given the booklet such an eye-catching title so that it would spread far and wide. Hadn't her own curiosity hooked her into reading it?

Wei Yunxi spent an entire day finishing the travelogue, then put the booklet back where she had found it instead of placing it on the shelf. This was clearly a treasured favorite of the cultivator guarding the Library, so it was not convenient to take it out and share it.

Afterward, Wei Yunxi hurried to the Dining Hall for dinner. There, she encountered Wei Yunying and Wei Yunqing. The two ignored each other and sat at opposite ends of the table eating their evening meal.

Wei Yunxi did not meddle in the dispute between them. She ran off to get dinner, and after finishing, she separately bought a bag of Spirit Flour Buns.

Wei Yunying asked curiously:

"Yunxi, why are you buying so many Spirit Flour Buns?"

"To eat. While reading in the Library, I've missed dinner several times. If I store some Spirit Flour Buns, I won't have to go hungry. I still want to grow taller."

"You're right. We can't always eat Bigu pills either. They don't leave any taste in your mouth at all."

Wei Yunying also spent Spirit Beads to buy ten Spirit Flour Buns and placed them in her Storage Pouch.

Wei Yunqing's eyes darted, and she also bought ten Spirit Flour Buns. Now, she too had to save wherever she could.

After the three returned together, they discovered that their eldest sister, Yunting, was already cultivating in the room. The three did not disturb her and each returned to her own room.

After Wei Yunxi sat down cross-legged, she sorted through the contents of the books she had read that day in her mind, seeing whether she could extract any useful information. As she thought, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"How is this possible?"

She stopped meditating, rose to her feet, and took out paper and brush from her space. She began recording what she had read. Once she had copied out the entire travelogue from memory, she began selecting, page by page, the sentences she found suspicious and transcribing them onto another sheet of paper.

By the time she finished, the moon was already high in the sky. By the moonlight streaming through the window, she read through the characters she had selected in sequence. Then a burst of wild joy flashed across her face. It was a movement technique, named "Thousand Shadows Swaying in the Wind," a cultivation technique seemingly tailored specifically for her Wind spiritual root.

The chant for the cultivation technique had been hidden within that travelogue. It was an opportunity this cultivator had left behind for future generations.

Wei Yunxi had been able to discover it because this diary-style travelogue was written in a chaotic, disorderly fashion, even without any structure. Some sentences were not even coherent, as though the author had suddenly thought of something and casually jotted it down.

While sorting through it in her mind just now, she had instinctively picked out those incoherent sentences and placed them together. Then, linking the first character of every sentence formed one line of the chant. Linking the second character of every sentence formed another line, and so on, ultimately yielding the cultivation chant for "Thousand Shadows Swaying in the Wind."