Library Pavilion

But unlike last time, when Ye Xiwen's entire consciousness had entered that space and he had been completely unable to sense his body, he could now sense his body outside at the same time. It felt as though he were using one mind for two purposes, as if there were two of him at once.

Ye Xiwen did not waste any time. He immediately controlled his divine sense within the special space and began cultivating the "Ming Yu Gong." Countless pieces of information instantly surged into his mind, while his cultivation in reality broke through again and again.

Ye Xiwen was overjoyed. It seemed his guess had been correct.

Ye Xiwen stopped and withdrew from that Mysterious Space. He put cultivating the "Ming Yu Gong" aside for the moment, for he still had something important to do: select a Martial Skill. If a martial artist did not know any Martial Skills, how could he still be considered a martial artist?

Especially when fighting enemies, knowing no Martial Skills simply would not do. Having only an Inner Energy Skill without Martial Skills would lead to nothing but being utterly crushed.

The sky had already brightened. Ye Xiwen washed up and headed to his parents' courtyard for breakfast. This was the Ye Family's custom. Even though the three Ye Family children had already grown up and moved out, as long as they were home, the three daily meals had to be eaten together.

By the time Ye Xiwen arrived, his parents, older brother, and older sister were all there. They had only been waiting for him.

"You did not even come back for dinner last night. Where did you go?" Ye Kongming asked. He was a solemn-faced middle-aged man.

"Your son went to cultivate!" Ye Xiwen naturally did not dare reveal everything about the Mysterious Space. "I have good news to tell Father!"

A strange look flashed through Ye Kongming's eyes. "What good news?"

"Yes, yes, hurry and tell us, little brother. What good thing is it?" Ye Xiwen's second elder sister, Ye Ruxue, hurriedly asked. She had been born with a baby face. Though she was already over twenty, she looked no older than fifteen or sixteen—indeed, even younger than Ye Xiwen.

Hearing this, his eldest brother Ye Feng also turned to look at Ye Xiwen. Ye Feng looked remarkably like Ye Kongming, as though he were a younger version of him. With his handsome appearance and white robes, he looked incomparably dashing.

The three siblings were close in age and had grown up together, so they shared an excellent relationship.

Though Ye Xiwen's mother Xia Chunxue was already past forty, years of comfort and her martial arts cultivation had preserved her beauty. She looked only a little over twenty. She merely watched the whole family with a smile. Although Ye Xiwen was only her adopted son, in her heart he was no different from her own child.

"I want to learn Martial Skills!" Ye Xiwen said with a smile.

"Learn Martial Skills? You broke through to the Fourth Stage?" Ye Kongming froze, then immediately understood. He swept his gaze over Ye Xiwen and instantly saw the truth. "Not bad!"

Ye Kongming did not think much of it. Ye Xiwen had originally been at the late Houtian Third Stage, so breaking through to the Houtian Fourth Stage was nothing strange.

However, he could never have imagined that Ye Xiwen had broken through from the late Houtian Third Stage to the Houtian Fourth Stage in a single night.

Xia Chunxue also smiled and nodded. Though he had only broken through from the Houtian Third Stage to the Houtian Fourth Stage, every bit of Ye Xiwen's progress delighted her.

The entire family was happy, yet no one found it particularly remarkable, because both Ye Feng and Ye Ruxue had advanced far faster than Ye Xiwen.

It was perfectly normal for Ye Xiwen to break through at this time.

"After breakfast, I want to go to the Library Pavilion and select a Martial Skill!" Ye Xiwen said with a smile. According to Yi Yuan Sect's rules, after breaking through to the Houtian Fourth Stage, one could enter the Library Pavilion and choose a Martial Skill manual. However, it could only be a beginner-level Martial Skill. This selection was free, but only this once. If one wished to learn any martial arts in the future, one would have to exchange points for them. Every sect had such points, and they were usually exchanged for various contributions or heavenly treasures.

"Mm, go ahead. But you must choose this Martial Skill carefully. You are still laying your foundation and cannot choose too many Martial Skills, so for a long time to come, you will be using this one Martial Skill!" Ye Kongming said.

From beginning to end, it generally took an ordinary person at least ten years to cultivate a Martial Skill to mastery. Even for a beginner-level martial art, a genius would still need one or two years.

What Ye Kongming meant was that biting off more than one could chew would only lead to failure. Even a single Martial Skill, once cultivated to mastery, possessed no small power. If one kept learning new skills before reaching the peak, one would ultimately bite off more than one could chew—knowing a little of everything, yet being skilled at nothing.

Ye Xiwen nodded. "Your son understands!"

Ye Xiwen knew that Ye Kongming's words were the counsel of a seasoned and prudent man. He understood the principle of biting off more than one could chew as well.

"Your son has one more matter to mention!" Ye Xiwen said.

"Speak!" A smile appeared on Ye Kongming's face. Ye Xiwen's breakthrough had made him very happy.

"For the next period of time, your son wishes to cultivate in the rear mountains of Green Peak Mountain, to stabilize my current realm as quickly as possible and temper my Martial Skills!" Ye Xiwen said. Ye Xiwen had thought it over. Inner Energy Skills could be cultivated in quiet places, but Martial Skills had to be understood through combat before one could grasp their essence and improve rapidly.

Moreover, if he wanted to cultivate using that Mysterious Space, he absolutely could not let anyone see him.

"You may!" Ye Kongming nodded. Though he was somewhat worried, when Ye Feng and Ye Ruxue had broken through to the Fourth Stage, they too had gone into Green Peak Mountain to cultivate. At the time, they had been far younger than Ye Xiwen.

After breakfast, the sky was fully bright. Ye Xiwen headed alone to the Library Pavilion within Yi Yuan Sect.

The Library Pavilion was one of Yi Yuan Sect's most important places, because these secret manuals represented Yi Yuan Sect's inheritance. Yi Yuan Sect had stood upon Green Peak Mountain for hundreds of years only because these manuals ensured that its inheritance flowed on without end.

It was still early. When Ye Xiwen arrived at the Library Pavilion, just as usual, there was only an old man in green lying in a rocking chair at its entrance, reading a yellowed ancient book in great leisure.

Ye Xiwen's former self had often come to the Library Pavilion. It contained not only secret manuals; the first floor was filled with geographical records of various nations, strange tales and secret anecdotes, and books of every kind. Among them was an immense amount of material related and unrelated to cultivation. Ye Xiwen's former self often came here to borrow books of this sort. After so many years, Ye Xiwen could be considered well-read, and many veteran martial artists probably knew less than he did.

During the time since Ye Xiwen had transmigrated here, he had also come often in order to understand this world as quickly as possible.

Thus, he was no stranger to this place!

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