"Senior."
Looking at Cangfeng before him, Ye Lin cupped his fists in salute.
"Mhm, you have already passed the assessment."
"From this moment onward, you are a Holy Land personal disciple, qualified to enter the Holy Land's Scripture Depository."
"Do you have any other questions?"
Cangfeng sat cross-legged on the ground and smiled faintly at Ye Lin, his tone gentle.
"Senior, this junior has only one question."
"Ask!"
"Senior, this junior wishes to ask: aside from being able to enter the Scripture Depository, what other privileges come with becoming a Holy Land personal disciple?"
Ye Lin cupped his fists in salute and asked.
Becoming a Holy Land personal disciple couldn't possibly mean he could only enter the Scripture Depository, could it?
"Heh, you've struck straight at the heart of it. An excellent question."
Cangfeng smiled slightly at Ye Lin, then began to explain.
"Besides being qualified to enter the Scripture Depository, you may also enter the Teaching Hall."
"The Teaching Hall?"
Ye Lin raised his head, looking at Cangfeng before him with a puzzled expression.
"That's right, the Teaching Hall."
"Within it are the imprints of every sword cultivator throughout the Holy Land's history. They are sealed within the Teaching Hall."
"And as a personal disciple, you have only one opportunity in ten thousand years to enter the Teaching Hall. Once inside, you may freely choose one supreme expert to expound the Dao for you."
"That is the Teaching Hall."
"And you now possess that qualification."
"At present, these are the only two permissions held by true disciples in the Holy Land."
Hearing this, Ye Lin understood.
As a Holy Land personal disciple, first, he could enter the Scripture Depository; second, he could enter this so-called Teaching Hall.
It sounded rather good.
Especially this Teaching Hall—it was even better.
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