As for this haul, Wu Tong could only say he was beyond satisfied.
To put it this way, the techniques inside the restrictions and the unrestricted techniques he had collected were worlds apart.
Ten thousand unrestricted techniques could not compare to a single technique inside the restrictions.
Wu Tong looked at the King of Wisdom's database, and inwardly, he could not help feeling fortunate that he had brought up the idea of borrowing books in front of the Old Celestial Master.
If he had not brought it up then and had gone back just like that, it would have been the very definition of picking up sesame seeds while losing a watermelon.
Fortunately, the Old Celestial Master had agreed to Wu Tong's request to borrow them.
"Young friend Wu Tong, your three days of borrowing time are up."
Just as Wu Tong was still feeling fortunate, an aged voice came from the entrance of the Library Pavilion.
Wu Tong looked up and saw an old Daoist in a plain Daoist robe looking at him, his calm, unruffled eyes sizing Wu Tong up in detail, as if he wanted to see right through him.
"Greetings, Old Celestial Master." Wu Tong cupped his hands in salute.
The person who had come was none other than Mount Longhu's Old Celestial Master. Since the agreed three days were up, he had come over to remind Wu Tong.
"No need for formalities. Judging by the look of you, your harvest was quite large."
The Old Celestial Master looked at the wild joy that had yet to fade from Wu Tong's face and spoke in a calm voice, his words carrying a somewhat meaningful edge.
"Replying to the Old Celestial Master, the harvest was indeed decent, far better than I expected. I must also thank the