To ordinary cultivators, these ancient texts were no different from heavenly scriptures without a single word. The others truly could not understand why anyone would take them.
Everyone exchanged bewildered looks, trying to identify whoever had hidden the ancient text.
The young disciple sighed helplessly. "Senior Brother, couldn't we substitute a scroll from another shelf?"
Lan Fang Ziyi shook his head. "Since these eight shelves are special, there must be a particular significance to the scrolls placed on them as well. We certainly can't replace them with just anything."
A flicker of disappointment crossed the young disciple's eyes.
While Lan Fang Ziyi was pondering who had hidden the scroll, someone suddenly said, "If we can't find the last scroll, surely we can't all wait here forever. Why don't we go upstairs and take a look first?"
Su Jiu glanced at the speaker, her thoughts stirring.
Most of the others, however, agreed with the suggestion.
"The Eight Trigrams Array and the ancient texts won't vanish into thin air. Going upstairs for a look first is a good choice." Su Jiu curled her lips, though there was no trace of a smile on her face.
Everyone headed upstairs one after another, including the members of the various sects.
The steps were still old and worn, but this time, the door leading to the Third Level bore no markings. It looked like an ordinary door. The person at the front used a Dust-Cleansing Talisman, then pushed the door open.
The moment the door to the Third Level opened, Su Jiu felt an ancient aura wash over her.
Perhaps because this was the top floor, the space here was pyramidal.
There was nothing around them, only a single meditation cushion in the center.
At that moment, Xia Jue felt as though a needle had