Chapter 176
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On the morning of the second day.
Ye Fanchen finished a night of cultivation and walked out of the pavilion.
Last night's cultivation didn't allow him to make a big breakthrough, but it was just a habit.
Now, he decided to take a trip to the Scripture Pavilion.
Originally, he didn't care about the chance to browse through the entire Scripture Pavilion, but since he had obtained this privilege, he couldn't waste it.
Ye Fanchen walked out of his courtyard and saw Nangong Yaner, who had left at the same time as him.
Perhaps it was because she had slept under the tree, or perhaps it was because she was too sad, but her face was a bit haggard.
Nangong Yaner also saw Ye Fanchen, but the way she looked at Ye Fanchen changed.
It changed from the previous eagerness to alienation and fear.
Perhaps it was because Ye Fanchen's killing spree in front of the Dragon City Holy Academy had scared this outwardly optimistic but inwardly fragile girl.
Ye Fanchen didn't mind. He turned around and continued walking towards the Scripture Depository of the Dragon City Saint Academy.
Nangong Yan 'er, on the other hand, stood rooted to the ground as she looked at Ye Fanchen's back with a complicated expression.
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Not long after, Ye Fanchen arrived in front of the Sacred Academy's Scripture Depository.
This was his second time coming to the Scripture Pavilion.
The first time was when he had just entered the Dragon City Holy Academy.
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Who would have thought that in less than half a year, Ye Fanchen would go from a disciple who had entered the academy through the back door to the first holy son in the history of the Dragon City Holy Academy?
Even Ye Fanchen didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
And this was all thanks to the dean of the Dragon City Holy Academy, Wang Lin.
Ye Fanchen did not think too much about it as he stepped into the Scripture Depository of the Sacred Academy.
There were quite a few people in the hall of the Scripture Depository. When they saw Ye Fanchen, they were all stunned. Then, they looked at him with respect.
After yesterday's battle, many people knew about Ye Fanchen.
The Holy Son of the Dragon City Saint Academy!
A peerless genius in the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm!
A demon who killed people like scything flax!
There was a servant of a king!
No one dared to provoke such a person.
Ye Fanchen didn't care about the gazes of the crowd and headed straight for the highest floor of the Sacred Academy's Scripture Depository.
The highest level Martial Techniques were the best in the entire Scripture Depository.
Ye Fanchen didn't even bother to look at the other layers of martial techniques.
After some twists and turns, Ye Fanchen stepped through a light screen and arrived at the highest level of the Scripture Depository.
Compared to the vastness of the first level, the highest level seemed a little narrow.
It was about the size of Ye Fanchen's residence. There were only a few bookshelves on the top floor.
However, Ye Fanchen didn't find it strange.
Most of the books on the highest level were extremely precious Martial Techniques. Naturally, they wouldn't be that big.
Ye Fanchen walked in and saw a handsome young man in a white robe sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was holding a yellowed sheepskin scroll in his hand and was reading it with full concentration.
Occasionally, he would close his eyes and carefully read it. He didn't notice Ye Fanchen's arrival at all.
"Genius," Ye Fanchen secretly said in his heart.
Those who could reach the highest level of the Scripture Depository were usually the most talented disciples in the Dragon City Holy Academy.
In Ye Fanchen's view, talent alone wasn't enough to be called a genius. One also needed to have the spirit of hard work.
The martial artist in front of him had that!
Lamenting was lamenting, but Ye Fanchen didn't pay too much attention to it.
Instead, he shuttled through the few bookshelves on the highest level of the Scripture Depository and began to read.
It had to be said that the Martial Techniques and Martial Techniques of the highest level were worlds apart from those of the first level!
Although there weren't many books here, every one of them was at least a Middle Grade Martial Technique. There were even Peak Middle Grade Martial Techniques!
This was out of Ye Fanchen's expectations.
Most of them weren't of much use to Ye Fanchen.
However, there was one Martial Technique that caught Ye Fanchen's eye.
Peak Middle Grade Martial Technique, Four-directional Steps!
This was a Martial Technique used for movement.
It was similar to the Swift Shadow Steps that Ye Fanchen was currently using, but its grade was above the Swift Shadow Steps.
Since its grade was higher, its speed was naturally the same.
Thinking back, the Swift Shadow Steps had actually saved Ye Fanchen's life quite a few times.
For example, in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, if he didn't have the Swift Shadow Steps, Ye Fanchen would have been swallowed by the Beast Tide.
This could be considered an unexpected gain for Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen flipped through the sheepskin scroll that recorded the Four-directional Steps. The records regarding the Four-directional Steps were all imprinted into Ye Fanchen's mind.
At this moment, a question suddenly appeared in Ye Fanchen's mind.
It was related to the youth who was still diligently comprehending the contents of the sheepskin scroll in his hand.
Generally speaking, Martial Artists should have a photographic memory.
Why was that youth looking at the sheepskin scroll for so long?
The youth was completely focused on comprehending and still didn't notice Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen frowned. With a hint of curiosity, he came to the youth's side and glanced at the sheepskin scroll in the youth's hand.
Instantly, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
At the top of the sheepskin scroll, there were a few large words written!
Luo River Sword Technique Mental Cultivation Method!
When he first entered the Dragon City Holy Court, he heard from the Traceless Flower that the Holy Court's Scripture Depository contained the mental cultivation method of the Luo River Sword Technique.
He didn't expect that it would be in the hands of this youth.
The mental cultivation method of the Luo River Sword Technique was naturally not written by Ye Fanchen himself.
He had never passed down the Luo River Sword Technique. It should have been written by a Martial Artist who had seen him execute the Luo River Sword Technique ten thousand years ago.
The Luo River Sword Technique was hailed as the number one sword technique in the Tianxuan Continent. Countless Martial Artists yearned for it.
Because it wasn't passed down by Ye Fanchen's previous life, Qingyun Xian Zun.
Therefore, even a mental cultivation method was sought after by countless Martial Artists.
At this moment, the youth in front of Ye Fanchen was one of them.
Ye Fanchen suddenly felt a little interested. He wanted to see how the mental cultivation method written by the Martial Artist who had seen him execute the Luo River Sword Technique ten thousand years ago was like.
He coughed lightly and said, "Can you let me take a look at it?"
At this moment, the youth was pulled out of his thoughts by Ye Fanchen's words. He glanced at it, as if he was still swimming in the mental cultivation method of the Luo River Sword Technique.
"Sure, but I reckon that there's an eighty percent chance that you won't understand it." This delicate-looking youth could be considered good-natured, but Ye Fanchen could hear a trace of disdain in his tone.
"This is something left behind by Qingyun Xian Zun ten thousand years ago. It's not something that anyone can understand." The youth continued, a trace of admiration appearing on his face.
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