The collections within the Scripture Repository were unimaginably vast, numbering in the tens of millions. For an ordinary person to fully comprehend and master all of them was simply impossible, yet Jiang Feng claimed that he had read through and mastered every single collection in eight hundred years.
Even Ji Kongling himself had probably yet to finish reading all the collections in the Scripture Repository.
The two guards shook their heads, thinking that this Jiang Feng was far too impetuous.
In his haste for quick success and instant gain, he could actually utter such wildly unfounded words.
However, they also knew that the two of them, mere guards, could not stop Jiang Feng from entering the trial grounds.
After all, just as Jiang Feng had said, direct disciples faced no restrictions when entering the trial grounds. They could enter anytime they wished.
One of the guards sighed and said, "Young Master, please."
The reason they had stopped Jiang Feng before was because they had placed great hopes on him and wanted him to cultivate steadily, with both feet on the ground.
Now that they no longer stopped him, however, it was because they were utterly disappointed in him and were letting him drift as he pleased.
Jiang Feng was no fool. Having lived for so long, he naturally possessed at least this much ability to read people.
Of course, he knew what the two guards were thinking now.
But he paid it no mind and walked straight into the teleportation gate.
The moment Jiang Feng entered the teleportation gate, the two guards each shook their heads and sighed.
"Who would have thought that the direct disciple chosen by the Blackstone Master would be such an impetuous person!"
"Sigh, he is still too young. How long has he even cultivated? By