Third Floor.
The text-light orbs on the third floor were even fewer. No longer did they densely cover the bookshelves; instead, they were scattered about, each one the size of a fist and emitting a mellow, deep dark glow.
The inscriptions on the bookshelf frames read:
[True Explanations of the Sword Dao]
[A Sword Dao True Person's Lifelong Insights]
[True Intent of Ancient Swords]
[The One Hundred and Eight Cultivation Methods of the Sword Dao]
Ye Lin paused here for a few steps. His divine sense swept over several nearby light orbs, and he found that their contents were indeed a whole level more profound than those of the first two floors, already touching upon matters relevant to his own realm.
These things truly were precious.
He decided to remain here.
Because the third floor was already the limit.
He would not be going to the fourth floor.
Senior Cangfeng had repeatedly warned him not to go anywhere he lacked permission to enter.
From Senior Cangfeng's words, both spoken and implied, it was not hard to understand what happened to those places.
If one went somewhere beyond the scope of one's permission—
There was only one outcome.
Naturally, Ye Lin had taken those words to heart. He would not foolishly go to the fourth floor.
When someone had warned you so many times, yet you still foolishly went to challenge the impossible—
If you died then, it would be a pointless death.
Remaining here, Ye Lin took in the things around him one by one.
All he had to do was tap them with a finger, and the information within would enter his mind on its own.
Very convenient.
With the strength of Ye Lin's Primordial Spirit, absorbing everything here posed not the slightest difficulty for him.
So that was