A blazing showdown in the Library Pavilion: An Yi trades wounds for wounds and seizes the Myriad Tribulations Thunderflame Vine

Space rippled and twisted like water as An Yi and the others stepped into the Library Pavilion.

Inside the dim, spacious ancient hall, countless colorful spheres of light darted through the air like meteors, trailing long streams of radiance.

As he watched the treasures flying overhead, a gleam flashed in An Yi's eyes, and his breathing grew heavier despite himself.

A slender hand caught the hem of his clothes.

Xun'er leaned closer and reminded him in a low voice, "Brother Yi, stay calm."

The corner of An Yi's eye twitched. He turned to look at her. "What's that supposed to mean? You think I'm going to cause trouble?"

Xun'er wore an odd expression, and there was indeed a hint of worry in her eyes.

She genuinely feared that An Yi had grown so accustomed to being a ruthless bandit in the Black-Corner Region that the sight of so many fine treasures would awaken the instincts in his bones, making him roll up his sleeves and rob the place outright!

This place contained spatial restrictions personally laid down by a Dou Zun expert, while Elders Qian and Bai, both at Peak Dou Zong, sat outside. If he really made a move, things would hardly end peacefully.

Rather speechless, An Yi flicked her forehead. "Please remember, Student Xun'er, I'm a distinguished alchemist now!"

Xun'er burst into laughter. "Yes, Master Nangong."

An Yi glanced at the spheres filling the air and asked, "What do you want? You probably don't need a cultivation method. A Dou Technique?"

Xun'er nodded. "That would do. Sorry for the trouble, Brother Yi-please get one for me."

Without another word, An Yi half-closed his eyes, and his immense soul perception swept outward like a tide.

He instantly caught the trajectories of the countless spheres overhead.

He swiftly locked