Compendium of Low-tier Arrays!

Tianyuan Mountain.

Marketplace.

"Sign-in!"

Ye Xuan murmured in his heart.

There were no heavenly flowers falling or jade pouring down, nor any commotion that alerted others.

But deep within Ye Xuan's sea of consciousness, a thunderclap seemed to explode.

Countless complex and profound runes, lines, and dot matrix diagrams surged in like a breached dam.

Qian Kun Xun Zhen, Kan Li Gen Dui.

From the most basic Spirit Gathering Array and Bewildering Footprint Array, to the unfathomably profound Nine Bends Yellow River Array, Heavenly Cycle Star Array's... super simplified versions.

Although they were super simplified versions, and even labeled "Low-tier" by the System.

The sheer volume of information still caused Ye Xuan's brain to go blank for a moment.

Grand Unity Micro Dust, Two Forms Birth and Death, Four Symbols Ultimate Kill...

Just hearing these names made one's scalp tingle.

Was this what the System called "Low-tier"?

Ye Xuan's mouth twitched involuntarily.

He had previously browsed many classics about arrays at Great Bamboo Peak in the Qingyun Sect.

Especially after obtaining the Low-tier Artifact Forging Technique.

In order to forge Magic Treasures, he had gained considerable experience in inscribing arrays.

Therefore.

In the way of arrays.

Ye Xuan could not be considered a master, but he was by no means an amateur.

But compared to the Compendium of Low-tier Arrays in his mind.

What he had learned before was simply child's play, mere doodles.

Crude, rudimentary, and full of flaws.

Even the Qingyun Sect's protective mountain array would appear somewhat immature in front of this inheritance.

"Hey!"

"You little brat, what are you spacing out for?"

Suddenly.

A rough roar interrupted Ye Xuan's thoughts.

Seeing that the child had examined his goods, said a bunch of unpleasant things, and then squatted there motionlessly.

The old vendor was instantly furious.

Wasn't this clearly an attempt to cause trouble?

Fierce light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes.

His withered hand had even already been placed on the storage bag at his waist.

Seeing this.

The surrounding noise also lessened.

Many rogue cultivators stopped their work and looked over with interest.

It was human nature to enjoy a good spectacle, and cultivators were no exception.

"I think you little brat are deliberately looking for trouble!"

"You say it has impurities, so it has impurities?"

"You say it has cracks, so it has cracks?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself, have you even grown all your hair, and you dare to act tough here!"

The old man pointed at the Red Iron Ore on the ground and spat profusely at Ye Xuan.

Hearing this.

Ye Xuan snapped back to reality.

The confusion in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a clear sharpness.

After digesting the System's reward, looking at this broken stone again felt completely different.

If, before, he had judged based on his artifact forging experience.

Now, he could see through it at a glance from the essence of its material structure and Spiritual Energy flow.

"The dissipation of its fiery energy is the least of it."

"This piece of Red Iron Ore, you dug it out from the edge of some abandoned formation, didn't you?"

Ye Xuan stood up, brushed the dust off his hands, and spoke as casually as if he were deciding what to eat for dinner.

The old man's eyelids twitched violently.

His hand, resting on his storage bag, froze.

How was this possible?

How did this brat know?

"It's been corroded by Earth Fire Fiendish Energy for a long time."

"The surface is as red as blood, but the Golden Essence Qi inside has long been scattered by the fiendish energy."

"Don't believe me?"

"Try injecting a trace of Spiritual Energy here."

"Not much, just a trace is enough."

Ye Xuan pointed his fingertip at the lower left corner of the ore, speaking with a confident expression.

The old man's face flickered with uncertainty.

This kid was too sure of himself.

So sure it made him uneasy.

"Try it!"

"Old Huang Tou, try it!"

"Yeah, what are you afraid of? If it's good stuff, it won't be afraid of being refined, right?"

The surrounding onlookers egged him on.

Put on the spot by the crowd, the old man found himself in a difficult position.

He gritted his teeth, condensed a faint spark of Spiritual Energy at his fingertip, and touched the spot Ye Xuan indicated.

"Crack~"

An extremely faint crisp sound.

Immediately after.

Spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread across the surface of the dark red Red Iron Ore.

In less than two breaths.

With a "crash."

The entire piece of ore shattered into a pile of dark red powder, emitting a pungent smell of sulfurous char.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The rogue cultivators who had wanted to see Ye Xuan embarrassed moments ago now had their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

This eyesight...

Incredible!

Even the veteran shopkeepers who specialized in acquiring materials didn't possess such a discerning eye.

The old man's face turned a mottled purple, a mixture of green and white.

It was secondary that the goods were ruined; the main thing was that he had lost face.

Who would dare buy anything from him, Old Huang Tou, in Tianyuan Market from now on?

"You... you..."

The old man pointed at Ye Xuan, his finger trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to get angry but dared not.

Someone with such keen eyesight couldn't possibly be an ordinary child.

Perhaps he was a young master from a renowned artifact refining family out for experience.

He couldn't afford to offend him.

Ye Xuan couldn't be bothered to look at him again and turned to leave.

The satisfaction from such a low-tier face-slapping scene was limited.

But this old man was too noisy; if he didn't shut him up, Ye Xuan couldn't quietly examine the System.

He walked through the crowded throng.

Ye Xuan went to the corner of the Marketplace, under a crooked old tree.

There were few stalls here, only a few bare, large rocks.

He found a relatively clean stone to sit on, pretending to rest his eyes.

In reality, his mind sank into his consciousness, summoning the System panel.

A faint blue light screen appeared in Ye Xuan's mind.

[Host: Ye Xuan]
[Race: Human Race (Innate Dao Body)]
[Realm: Yuqing Realm Layer 6 (Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao)]
[Cultivation Method: Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao]
[Magic Treasures: Myriad Ancient Cauldron (High-grade Magic Tool), Chang Qing Sword (Mid-grade Magic Tool)]
[Skills: Low-tier Alchemy Mastery, Low-tier Artifact Forging Technique, Compendium of Low-tier Arrays]
[Items: None]
[Current Sign-in Location: Qingyun Sect Ancestral Hall (Not Signed In)]

Yuqing Realm Layer 6.

At his age, this cultivation level was almost unheard of in the history of the Qingyun Sect.

After all.

It would take ordinary disciples at least twenty to thirty years to reach this stage.

Those with poorer aptitude would be stuck in the fourth layer, the Object Moving Realm, for their entire lives.

Ye Xuan was only ten years old.

If this cultivation speed were to get out.

Even Dao Xuan Zhenren would probably be so shocked he'd jump out of his Sect Master seat.

His gaze shifted downwards.

Ye Xuan's eyes fixed on the last line of text.

Qingyun Sect Ancestral Hall.

Ye Xuan's previously serene face immediately contorted into a grimace.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I've only been down the mountain for a month! A month!"

Ye Xuan complained furiously in his heart.

He had finally managed to convince Tian Buyi to let him go down the mountain for some experience.

And now it wanted him to go back?

Although the food on Great Bamboo Peak was nourishing, and Mistress Su Ru treated him like her own child, and his senior brothers were also very good.

But how could that compare to the exciting world outside?

Moreover, that place, the Ancestral Hall...

In Ye Xuan's mind, the image of a disheveled old man holding a broom appeared.

Wan Jianyi.

A peerless genius of the Qingyun Sect a hundred years ago, now forced to live in anonymity, sweeping the floors of the Ancestral Hall.

While he was a powerful figure, he wasn't an easy one to get close to.

What if that person found his aptitude too good and insisted on grabbing him to teach him Slay Ghosts and Gods...

That would be a good thing.

But it would also be very troublesome.

Ye Xuan hated trouble the most.

"Forget it, whatever."

"This sign-in mission doesn't have a time limit anyway."

"Dragging it out for half a year or so shouldn't be too much to ask, right?"

Ye Xuan closed the System panel.

He rested his head back against the tree trunk.

Although the System's sign-in rewards were tempting!

But since he had left the Qingyun Sect, he was determined to have a good time exploring before returning.