"Are you sure I can take whatever I want?" the young-looking Dao Lord asked.
"They're just paintings." Lin Zhishui waved a dismissive hand. "They're no use to me anyway. I painted them to give away, so consider them repayment for what I owe you."
The young-looking Dao Lord considered for a moment, then pulled an ordinary-looking antique book from her pocket. "Don't you like calligraphy? This book is yours. You might find it interesting."
Lin Zhishui glanced at the old book and asked, "From Lingyan Pavilion?"
"Of course."
The young-looking Dao Lord nodded slightly. "This book isn't much use either, but someone who likes calligraphy as much as you do might get some enjoyment out of it."
"Leave it there," Lin Zhishui said casually, without much interest.
The young-looking Dao Lord couldn't help giving him a surprised look.
He really doesn't care at all?
This was Lingyan Pavilion's greatest treasure, the Supreme One Scripture of No-Mind, No-Self, and Nonaction. It was kept on the Ninth Floor of Lingyan Pavilion. Without an edict from the White Emperor or the Three Pure Ones, even other Heavenly Dao Powerhouses couldn't so much as glimpse it. She had specifically requested the White Emperor's edict just to enter the pavilion's ninth floor.
It was said that when the Three Pure Ones contemplated the Heavenly Dao, all three recorded their insights in this scripture, using different renderings of the character for "Dao" to contain them. Those below the Heavenly Dao Realm couldn't understand it at all, and even those above that realm found it difficult to comprehend.
Legend had it that the Three Pure Ones had formed from remnants of Primordial Pangu's Primordial Spirit. Another legend claimed that they had inherited a sliver of Primordial Pangu's remnant soul.
No one knew which was true. After all,