This opportunity seemed as though it had been created specifically for Li Xiaoyao. Li Xiaoyao had barely practiced it, yet he could unleash the first two moves in one breath.
Yet after all this time, Ye Lin had only grasped the barest scraps of it.
Given his Wuxing, even if the Boundless Art was immensely complicated, it should not have been this difficult.
In the end, Ye Lin simply stopped practicing. What was not his would never be his; it was fated to have nothing to do with him.
Since it was Li Xiaoyao's opportunity, then Li Xiaoyao could diligently cultivate it himself.
And now, Ye Lin might already have found what suited him best.
After putting away the Grass-Character Sword Art, Ye Lin turned and headed elsewhere, beginning to look through the other Boundless Arts.
Back then, he had promised that once the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan was wiped out, he would not take a single coin's worth of these spoils. Now, however, he had clearly broken that promise.
But if anyone asked Ye Lin about it now, he would surely look utterly baffled. Those words weren't spoken by me, Ye Lin.
As the saying went, anyone who refused benefits placed right before them was a fool.
Taking a little for himself shouldn't be too much, right?
Those Golden Immortals stood so high above everyone else; surely they would not haggle with him over such trifles.
A full half hour passed before Ye Lin reluctantly left the seventh floor and headed for the eighth.
No matter how unwilling he was, he had to leave. There was simply no way he could take everything there.
Out of more than a hundred manuals, he had taken only three.
The first was the Ninefold Spirit-Concentrating Art. As its name suggested, it was