Such profound mysteries—it would have been a lie if Yang Chen said he was not tempted.
Without another word, he planned to cultivate this art and save it for future use.
Holding the art in hand, he arrived before the elder on the fourth level of the jade pavilion. This elder had already reached the True God Stage and was currently sitting there snoring, looking as though he might fall asleep at any moment, yet never quite fully falling asleep.
Seeing this, Yang Chen could not help calling out, "Senior."
Only after hearing his voice did the Elder shake his head and ask, "Kid, what do you want?"
"This is the cultivation art I wish to copy. Please trouble yourself to help me, Senior," Yang Chen said.
The original manual of this Myriad Beast Dharma Body was covered in restrictions. It could not be copied privately at all; he had to have this Elder make the copy personally.
"Oh? A core disciple token, plus one hundred contribution points!" The Elder did not bother with any nonsense and simply waved his hand.
Yang Chen was bewildered. "Contribution points are required too?"
"What, do you think cultivating an art is as easy as drinking water and eating cabbages? You came to the jade pavilion without contribution points?" The Elder spoke irritably. "If you have no contribution points, then leave quickly. I still need to cultivate."
Yang Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had not expected this Elder to cultivate through snoring in his sleep, and he found it rather astonishing. But without contribution points, he could not cultivate this art, so he could only sigh bitterly, give up, and return.
Yang Chen also knew that cultivation could not be rushed. He had to inquire into the matter of