"What the heck?"
Mo Shiyi was stretching lazily, his hand still raised in mid-air, completely frozen as he stared blankly at the bizarre scene before him.
All around him where he slept, the ground was piled high with a vast array of array manuals, stacked layer upon layer, forming little mountains completely enclosing his sleeping area.
And among those ’mountains,’ the busy figure of Ye Xiaofan was faintly visible.
Mo Shiyi stared in bewildernt at this newly admitted junior brother, his face full of confusion: "Junior Brother Ye, what... what are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan poked half of his head out from among the ’mountains,’ looking at the motionless Mo Shiyi.
"You’re awake? Don’t just stand there, give a hand and help take these array manuals to the registration desk."
After speaking, Ye Xiaofan grumbled about the Array Peak Scripture Pavilion’s inhumane rules, complaining that even disciples of the sect have to register just to take these array manuals out for study.
Mo Shiyi, observing the earnest expression on Ye Xiaofan’s face, couldn’t help but swallow hard, exclaiming in surprise: "What do you an? Are you planning to borrow this many array manuals all at once?"
Mo Shiyi nearly swore internally: Are you freaking insane? I’ve seen people take ten or so array manuals in one go, but never have I seen piles and piles being dragged out. How can you possibly master all of them?
Seeing that Ye Xiaofan wasn’t joking, Mo Shiyi was utterly stunned, quickly stepping back and turning to escape, pretending not to know Ye Xiaofan, as if he feared being ridiculed by the Array Peak disciples himself because of this guy’s antics.
Borrowing so many array manuals at once, this guy seems like an idiot. Everyone else refining arrays, even the most basic ones, takes at least half a month, and they borrow very few manuals each ti.
But this guy is just acting as if he’s moving the entire Scripture Pavilion.
"What a weirdo, a real weirdo."
Mo Shiyi muttered to himself as he quickly left.
At that mont.
"Senior Brother Eleven, where are you going? Lend a hand." Ye Xiaofan called out.
Hearing this, Mo Shiyi quickened his pace, wanting to flee this place of trouble. But the next mont, Ye Xiaofan’s voice rang out: "I’ll give you ten Spirit Stones after we’re done, how about that?"
Mo Shiyi rolled his eyes at that offer, ten? Even twenty wouldn’t be worth the embarrassnt.
However, under Ye Xiaofan’s persistent offers of increased paynt, Mo Shiyi’s legs involuntarily ca to a stop.
But when he accompanied Ye Xiaofan to move a thick stack of array books one by one from the endless shelves to the registration hall, he instantly regretted it deeply.
The registration hall was already packed to capacity, all the Array Peak disciples staring straight at the two of them, and what was more damning, Mo Shiyi saw that piles of ’little mountains’ had already ford at the registration desk, far more than at the place where he was sleeping.
It was clear that Ye Xiaofan had already moved countless tis before.
The entire registration hall was utterly silent, everyone watching this scene with utter stupefaction.
Even the Elder responsible for registering the whereabouts of array manuals was dumbfounded, staring at Ye Xiaofan: "Are you sure you want to borrow this many array manuals at once?"
Ye Xiaofan placed down the last pile of books, slightly out of breath: "Yes, Elder, please register them."
As soon as he spoke, the entire Array Peak Scripture Pavilion registration hall buzzed with chatter, nurous Array Peak disciples whispering to each other, staring at Ye Xiaofan as if looking at a legendary lunatic.
So senior Array Peak disciples even kindly stepped forward to advise him.
"Junior brother, arrays are no less challenging than Sword Techniques, and mastering arrays requires innate talent. Even those with outstanding talent need a long ti to fully comprehend a Grand Array."
"I see you picked many Killing Arrays; they’ll take even longer. There’s really no need to borrow so many at once."
In response to the senior disciples’ advice, Ye Xiaofan gave a very reasonable explanation, stating that he is not an Array Peak disciple, and the journey back and forth is quite troubleso, so it’s more convenient to take many at once.
Upon learning he wasn’t an Array Peak disciple, countless Array Peak cultivators chattered even more. Not being an Array Peak disciple and still wanting so many array manuals at once, truly greedy beyond asure.
And those Array Peak disciples who already knew Ye Xiaofan’s identity were speechless, so even couldn’t help but speak up quietly.
"What gives him the courage? Does he really think he’s a prodigy in Array Dao as well? An unbelievable Sword Dao Talent doesn’t necessarily an an unparalleled Array Dao Talent too, right?"
"No matter how terrifying his Sword Dao Talent is, so what? Array Dao and Sword Dao are worlds apart."
"This person really has no self-awareness. He hasn’t even tested his Array Dao Talent, so how does he dare to make such a joke?"
"Didn’t a Sword Peak junior brother just say that it’s been half a year since he joined the sect and he’s still in the first layer of Profound Sea, probably desperate and trying anything in panic."
"No matter how desperate, you shouldn’t act like this, isn’t this arrogance? His Martial Soul isn’t even Level One, how many types of Power of Heaven and Earth can he sense? I think he’d struggle with even a low-level Grand Array, and yet he dreams of mastering so many Killing Arrays at once?"
"Half a year stuck in the first layer of Profound Sea with a Plant Martial Soul not even Level One? Why do the Ten Cities Region keep producing such trash?"
"Shhh, shhh, shhh, keep it down, he’s the inheritor of the Sword Saint."
"What? He’s the Sword Saint’s disciple?"
Listening to the rising and falling discussions around him, and feeling the scorching gaze of the Array Peak disciples, Mo Shiyi wanted to bury his face in his clothes. It’s just... too embarrassing!
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