Chen Sheng turned and headed downstairs, passing by the registration desk.
The Law Transmission Elder lightly swiped his withered finger across the golden token. The number representing Contribution Points immediately dropped, and three jade slips engraved with Pill Patterns appeared in midair.
Chen Sheng cupped his hands. "Thank you, Elder."
With that, he pressed his fingertip against the jade slips and infused them with spiritual power.
The three jade slips immediately released three golden streaks that burrowed into his brow like swimming fish.
A sharp pain instantly surged through his Sea of Consciousness. Countless profound runes churned within the golden light, as though a blazing sun were burning inside his skull.
Chen Sheng instinctively pressed a hand to his temple, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
"Elder, this is..."
The Law Transmission Elder stroked his grizzled beard, a knowing smile flashing through his eyes.
"True Disciple, there is no need to worry. This golden light is the Three Absolute Restrictions set down by the Ancestor, specifically to prevent the techniques from being leaked."
"There will be some burning pain for the first three days. Once the runes merge with your Sea of Consciousness, it will no longer be a problem."
Chen Sheng sensed the domineering restrictive power deep within his Sea of Consciousness and frowned slightly.
"I remember that when I came here last time, the technique only gave off white light when it entered my Sea of Consciousness. It was not nearly this painful."
"That was also a Sea of Consciousness Restriction, called the Wangyou Restriction."
"If one forcibly passes on a technique, the Sea of Consciousness will suffer unbearable agony until the relevant contents are forgotten."
The Law Transmission Elder nodded gently.
"What the True Disciple says is correct. I presume that when you came last