The cultivation technique in his hands now was nothing an Fireball Art could compare to; he did not even recognize many of the characters in it.
That made him feel utterly miserable.
Moreover, Unrivaled City had a rule: if someone took a fancy to his thatched hut, they could directly challenge him for it, and he had to accept.
If he lost then, the thatched hut would become someone else's. What he feared now was that someone would set their sights on it while he was memorizing the technique, causing him to miss out on a tremendous opportunity.
By then, it would be too late even for regret.
"This cultivation technique was hidden beneath the floor tiles. It definitely can't see the light of day. Perhaps even the puppet outside doesn't know about it."
"Whatever. I'll gamble on it. If I'm discovered, then at worst I'll give up the thatched hut. But if I'm not discovered..."
After pondering for a moment, Ye Buqu's expression hardened. If he was caught taking books without permission, he would immediately be expelled from the building and barred from ever setting foot in Unrivaled City again.
There was no danger whatsoever in the process.
But if he succeeded, he could take this cultivation technique away intact.
"I'll gamble on it."
With that, Ye Buqu immediately tucked the cultivation technique into his clothes, then returned the floor tile to its place and moved the table back to where it had been.
No matter what, he could not keep this thatched hut. Rather than let that happen, he might as well gamble.
He now somewhat envied those disciples with exceptional talent. They could memorize a cultivation technique at a glance and comprehend it in three days—existences practically born with cheats enabled.
After finishing everything, Ye Buqu checked