You Su did not know where he was headed or where he passed by.
Occasionally, dazzling lights appeared, and the pitch-black mist in his eyes was like an angry black curtain swirling in a storm, floating him to a place of silence.
You Su blinked and looked at his raised hand, though he couldn’t see his hand, he could see the vast scrolls around him. They seed to appear directly within people’s Sea of Consciousness, with no need for eyes to see.
You Su glanced around and found himself wrapped in a boundless sea of books. These tos collectively radiated an ancient and heavy aura, each one could incite cultivators to scramble for if placed outside.
This is the thousand-year heritage of the Profound Sky Sect, the top sect of the Zhongyuan Continent...
According to Mr. Liu, the True Disciples who enter this gate each receive a book.
You Su’s fingers brushed across the densely packed spines, sensing the feedback these books gave him.
They neither welcod nor resisted, just indifferent. Occasionally a few books were filled with marvelous rhys, and You Su would shake his head and put them down after a quick glance.
You Su understood that this sacred place for scriptures was not easy to visit lightly, and the books he could obtain here were of utmost importance. More crucially, what he sensed outside the gate was not these books.
At that mont, the feeling of summoning from the unknown erged again. You Su felt it deeply and looked toward the depths of the sea of books—
Rather than a book, it was better described as a piece of paper, a paper exuding holy golden light.
If not for the golden light, it would be extrely difficult to notice it nestled among books.
You Su stepped forward, releasing Profound Qi towards it, and surprisingly, the golden paper floated straight towards him.
You Su took it, scrutinizing it back and forth in his hand, yet the paper, despite its mystical appearance, was devoid of any characters.
You Su hesitated, wondering whether he should trust his spontaneous divine sense to choose a blank book, or leave it behind to select a hidden worldly classic that might offer real improvent?
The golden paper in his hand made the decision for him.
It suddenly floated up, then darted away in flight. You Su was startled for a mont and hurriedly chased after it.
After a brief pursuit, the golden paper unexpectedly rged into a book, and You Su leapt up high to seize the book.
Amidst the yellowed pages, the golden paper lodged in the book stood out conspicuously. It fluttered twice, the golden light dissipated, transforming into an ordinary old sheet, seemingly as if it had always been a page of this to. The only odd thing was, it still bore no words.
You Su closed the book, its cover ancient and plain, with five large characters etched in Five Continents’ script—"True Yang Sword Nurturing Spell".
Looking at the golden paper nestled quietly between the pages, You Su marveled at its extraordinariness, thus, he no longer needed to hesitate. He didn’t linger, turning to leave the way he ca, with the vast sea of books slowly fading from view, as if they had never been there.
...
"This..."
Mr. Zhu stared blankly at the vanished You Su, rendered speechless.
Mr. Liu shared the sa expression, his face laden with seriousness as he turned to glance at the incense altar.
That was a magical artifact personally crafted by the Sixth Elder, an expert in Artifact Refining Technique. The incense within was not real; it was an eternally repeating image. Each ti the incense burnt to its end, a puff of grey smoke would appear, then the incense would ignite again from the beginning. And since You Su began breaking through the gate, only half of the second incense stick was burned so far.
"A blind youth’s will so firm?" Mr. Zhu mused aloud, recovering himself.
Though Mr. Zhu wasn’t responsible for reporting the True Disciples, he was quite familiar with the Divine Mountain’s gate, the very one that only True Disciples have access to, having opened it himself in his younger days.
The firr the will, the quicker the gate opens. And the speed at which You Su opened the gate was enough to rank among the top throughout history spanning thousands of years.
"Perhaps it’s precisely because he’s blind."
Mr. Liu sighed deeply thereafter, seeking to calm the waves within his heart. He understood this Divine Mountain’s gate far better than Mr. Zhu; the speed was not the greatest shock You Su delivered.
Mr. Liu had worked with this gate for nearly a hundred years and witnessed countless True Disciples passing through, yet whether they ended up forgotten by the masses or made a na for themselves within the Divine Mountain, this gate was invariably pushed open by themselves.
And this blind youth from a remote land actually made this ancient Divine Mountain’s gate open voluntarily!
"The Lotus Sword Venerable has truly taken in an excellent disciple again... Her position as the grand elder seems well-secured now."
"Old Zhu, let’s not speak ill of the grand elder, neither of us is in any place to wish for a grand elder’s position, given how we’re half into the grave already?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhu smacked his lips twice, sheepishly patting his tummy.
Right about then, You Su, breezy and unhurried, walked out from behind the gate, which grandiosely shut afterward, with the gust carrying the deep, resounding echo of the closure rushing forth.
"Mr. Liu, I’ve retrieved the book. Can the reporting be considered complete?"
With these words, You Su partially raised the book in his hand as if showing it off.
"It’s complete... You Su, perhaps you might set an example for cultivators who face physical impairnts."
Mr. Liu didn’t hold back his admiration for You Su.
"Rest assured, Mr. Liu." You Su smiled freely.
Mr. Liu cast a glance at You Su, then added, "Ending the reporting process only signifies your acknowledgnt as the Thirteenth Elder’s True Disciple by the temple, it doesn’t an you’re recognized by all within the Profound Sky Sect."
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