The next day, even more old files arrived from the Worship Hall.
This time, they were not limited to martial soul records.
There was also a portion of the files on the Clear Sky Sect Remnants.
When the files were delivered, Falling Devil Douluo came in person.
He stood at the entrance of the side hall, carrying a heavy wooden chest in one hand, his expression less than pleasant.
The moment Hu Liena saw him, she rose and bowed.
"Falling Devil Worship."
Falling Devil Douluo waved a hand and set the wooden chest on the floor.
Bang.
Even the floor tiles shook.
"These are the files the Grand Worship promised you."
As he spoke, he looked toward Di Yao, annoyance in his eyes.
"But brat, let me make this clear first. Some of the information here is for your eyes only. You are not allowed to spread it."
Di Yao looked up. "Which parts?"
Falling Devil Douluo choked on his words.
This brat truly never entertained meaningless talk.
He bent down, opened the chest, and pulled out three red-sealed scrolls.
"The red-sealed scrolls cannot be shared."
"The yellow-sealed scrolls can only be filed with the Pope Palace."
"The black-sealed scrolls involve the Clear Sky Sect Remnants. You may copy parts of them, but you cannot state that they came from the Worship Hall."
Di Yao nodded. "Understood."
Falling Devil Douluo stared at him. "Do you really understand? Don't turn around and use the Worship Hall's files as an account ledger to slap people in the face in Heaven Dou Outer City."
Hu Liena's lips twitched slightly.
She felt that Falling Devil Douluo's concern was perfectly reasonable.
Di Yao said, "I won't."
Falling Devil Douluo eyed him suspiciously. "You agreed that quickly?"
Di Yao explained in great detail. "The value of