A Message

Hearing Elder Chen's words, Qin Fengming knew that by now, there was probably no one in Manghuang Mountain who had not heard about the five Supreme Elders taking disciples. The Young Master's token was certainly familiar to most cultivators as well.

"Thank you, Elder Chen. I would like to look through some books and records unrelated to techniques. How should I go about that? I hope you can point me in the right direction."

When he heard that Qin Fengming wanted to read books unrelated to techniques, a trace of surprise flashed across Elder Chen's face. He looked at Qin Fengming with a hint of puzzlement, but after a brief pause, he did not ask Qin Fengming why. Instead, he said:

"The Young Master need only stand inside that Teleportation Array. This old man will send you to the proper place. When you wish to leave, simply enter the Teleportation Array again, and this old man will naturally sense it. However, there is something I must tell the Young Master: the records inside may only be read, not taken away. If you truly need copies, the Young Master must pay some spirit stones."

Qin Fengming was not surprised by this. Ordinary sects all had such rules.

"Here are five hundred spirit stones. Please accept them first, Elder Chen. If I need copies, I will tell you. If they are not enough, I will pay more then."

Qin Fengming knew that aside from the spirit stones regularly issued by their sect, cultivators within a sect generally had very few opportunities to make extra money. This was even more true of the cultivators stationed at Shulu Hall. Only cultivators who were extraordinarily accomplished in techniques might be invited by outside cultivators to help refine treasures.

It was also something Manghuang Mountain permitted