All the annoying matters had been settled.
Shen Ye came to the Benevolent Hall's main entrance and carefully examined the runes carved into the doors.
Lively.
Ingenious.
Seamlessly formed.
The runes on these doors linked together to form a test of power.
As people came and went each day, none of the fluctuations in their power escaped the runes' detection.
Once someone exceeded that upper limit-
A spirit pattern hidden inside the doors would activate, automatically transmitting some sort of message.
Quite interesting!
"What are you looking at?" a voice asked.
Shen Ye looked back and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Hall Master."
The position of Benevolent Hall Master rotated, with the Haoyang Heavenly Palace sending a disciple to take over every so often.
The current hall master was a tall, thin male cultivator.
"Were you examining these runes just now?"
"Are these called runes?" Shen Ye said guilelessly. "I thought the patterns looked very pretty, Hall Master."
Xu Qingfeng had spent ten years in the Benevolent Hall without attracting any attention.
And now, all of a sudden, he could understand the runes on the doors?
Was he asking to die?
"The patterns are very pretty, but Qingfeng, you'll have to leave the Benevolent Hall and earn a living in two years. Make the most of your time and learn something," the hall master said.
"Hall Master, what should I learn?" Shen Ye asked, cupping his hands.
"What do you like?"
"Sabers."
"I don't believe our Benevolent Hall teaches the Blade Art, only basic disciplines such as fist techniques."
"Yes, Hall Master, could you-"
"No. You never work hard, so how could you be taught swordsmanship?" the hall master said mildly.
"Yes," Shen Ye replied respectfully.
He had almost forgotten.
Everyone around him was bound to him by ill karma.
No