"Whether there was immortal fortune or not could be set aside for now. Your rules here were certainly quite something."
Su Che glanced at the Longevity Sect disciples kneeling below. "I merely wanted to borrow two books, yet you people found excuses to say no and even demanded that I fill out a form. Did Hua Gu instruct you to do this?"
How could Jiang Liuyun, kneeling below, dare answer such words? Everyone knew that this master of the Yang Hall was presently at the height of his power, the person within the sect least to be offended. He hurriedly defended himself.
"Even if this disciple had swallowed a bear's heart and leopard's gall, I would not dare harbor such rebellious thoughts. Earlier, when Senior Brother Sun came to borrow the Records of the Myriad Heavens, he said that this book was somewhat strange. This disciple did not dare send it directly to the Elders' Hall."
Knowing that today's disaster had come from nowhere, Jiang Liuyun explained the circumstances from beginning to end, leaving nothing out.
"Please understand, Elder, it is not that we disciples are putting on airs. The Records of the Myriad Heavens compiles the sacred names, origins, and sources of power of the various Devil Masters, and thus possesses unusual mysteries. Its contents cannot be preserved in jade slips through dharma power, nor can they be written upon ordinary paper. One must use sandalwood over two hundred years old, refine it by secret arts into wooden slips, and then carve upon them with a bronze knife. Otherwise, the names of the Devil Masters will echo one another and secretly align with the sacred Dao, breeding Yin Demons. The books would inevitably be destroyed."
Within the cultivation world, using jade slips as a recording medium was an advanced