A Difficult Task

It was no wonder the front-desk deacon who managed the Immortal Sect's Scripture Pavilion reacted this way.

In a single year, he had borrowed more than eighteen hundred spells in total.

Where would he have the time to cultivate any of them deeply, to bring even one or two to perfection?

Most likely, he was young and greedy, wanting to have everything, so he dabbled in a bit of everything and thought that with more methods at his disposal, his strength would be greater too, right?

Little did he know, This ran completely counter to the great path of immortal cultivation!

In the eyes of the deacon on duty, knowing hundreds or thousands of methods was probably still inferior to mastering one or two!

And now he actually dared dream of dabbling in third-tier spells?

This boy had already stepped onto a crooked path!

Who knew where a fellow like this

Had gotten an Inner Sect Prodigy Token from?

Could it be that the higher-ups of the Immortal Sect were all blind?

A faint trace of disdain flashed through his heart, and the managing deacon no longer wasted any more time, lowering his head again to bury himself among the documents.

Half a day later, The light of the teleportation array leading to the third floor flashed.

Shen Changchuan walked out with his brows tightly furrowed. Immediately after, he strode toward the teleportation array on the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion, stepped inside, and vanished.

Half an hour later, Shen Changchuan walked out of the second-floor teleportation array holding several dozen jade slips.

He hurried briskly to the front-desk deacon and went to the elderly-faced deacon at the counter to complete the borrowing procedures.

"Young man, if you bite off more than you can chew, you will not be