The night was cool, and moonlight lay over the world like gauze.
Splash—
The still lake suddenly erupted. A figure leaped from the water and landed on the shore.
Yet as he landed, not a single drop of lake water splashed onto the ground.
"Time to continue!"
Jiang Ning looked toward the Library Pavilion. His eyes shone with unusual brightness, as though stars flickered within them.
A moment later,
he returned to the Library Pavilion, passed through the curtain of light that resembled flowing water, and entered once more.
The moment he appeared inside,
the Dao Palace students who saw him froze.
They did not know what wondrous methods someone with a powerful spirit might possess.
But as Dao Palace students, they knew the fundamentals of the Martial Dao well.
They knew how troublesome it was to exhaust one's spiritual power.
Recovering to full strength was not something that could be done in a short while.
It usually took several days of rest.
Most of them had noticed when Jiang Ning left earlier.
They had recognized the look on his face as a sign of spiritual exhaustion.
But now, one look at his bright eyes told them his spiritual power was full and his body was in peak condition.
"He must have eaten some rare treasure," someone said enviously under his breath.
"Most likely!" The person beside him sounded just as envious.
Jiang Ning paid no attention to the Dao Palace students watching him.
He went back to the place he had left before.
Closing his eyes, he spread his spiritual sense around himself.
A book flew down from a shelf, came to his side, and opened.
Rustle, rustle—
Its pages turned at a steady pace.
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