At this moment, if anyone from the Du Family were to see this old man addressing Du Shaofu in such a manner, they would probably flip the entire Du Family upside down.
Who is this old man? Fu Yibai, Elder Fu! Even the Patriarch would have to bow before him, but he actually addressed a foolish young master of the Du Family as Big Brother. It would be strange if they weren't shocked.
"I came to see you, and also wanted to take a look at the Martial Scripture Tower."
Du Shaofu seemed to be very satisfied with Fu Yibai's performance. On the other hand, when Fu Yibai heard that Du Shaofu wanted to go to the Martial Scripture Tower, he immediately curled his lips, revealing his yellowed teeth. He looked at Du Shaofu and said, "What are you going there for? You should know that not just anyone can casually enter the Martial Scripture Tower."
"Don't forget, I'm your Big Brother. What, do you have a problem with that?"
Du Shaofu stared straight at Fu Yibai, not giving the old man any face. He raised his eyebrows and lightly said, "What was the oath? The loser will call the winner Big Brother, and will listen to Big Brother unconditionally. If you violate this oath, you will have to pee frequently for the rest of your life, and your butt will grow hemorrhoids!"
"No problem, no problem. Who told you to be my Big Brother?"
Hearing Du Shaofu's words, Fu Yibai immediately withered. He squeezed out a brilliant smile and softly said, "Go on in, I'll help you keep an eye on things. You can see whatever you want, and if there's anything you need, feel free to look for me."
"En, Old Bai, I like this attitude of yours. Don't worry, I also promised you that I won't not give you face in front of others." Du Shaofu patted Fu Yibai's shoulder with satisfaction, then strode into the Martial Scripture Tower.
"If only this little bastard was really stupid, but unfortunately, he's just pretending."
Looking at Du Shaofu's back, Fu Yibai gritted his teeth in hatred. If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have made such a vicious oath.
Fu Yibai was still on the verge of tears when he recalled the bet he made back then. He still couldn't figure out how he could have lost, and to a fool no less.
This was the only time Fu Yibai had lost a bet in his entire life, and it was an unclear loss. The poison curse was also cast by him. Thinking about the curse, Fu Yibai couldn't help but rub his shriveled butt.
"Elder Fu, I was ordered to go to the second floor to pick a set of martial skills."
At this moment, a well-dressed youth ran out happily. Those who were able to come to the Martial Scripture Tower to choose martial skills had obtained rewards from the clan.
"What's the point of learning so many Martial Skills? Don't bite off more than you can chew. Sweep the floor for me first."
Fu Yibai's mood wasn't too good to begin with, so his expression sank. He threw the broom in his hand to the youth and left without looking back.
"Yes, Elder Fu."
The youth's happy expression turned into one of grievance, but there was nothing he could do. He grabbed the broom in his hand and obediently began to sweep the floor, not daring to slack off.
This wasn't the first time Du Shaofu came to the Martial Scripture Tower. Although he didn't come too openly, he was very clear about the locations of the Du Family's cultivation techniques and martial skills.
Du Shaofu's purpose in coming to the Martial Scripture Tower was to find a suitable cultivation technique.
Cultivation techniques were divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. The strongest was the Heaven Grade, while the lowest was the Yellow Grade. Every grade was further divided into Elementary, Middle, and High Grade.
The Du Family's main branch mainly cultivated three sets of cultivation techniques. It was said that the strongest cultivation technique was called the 'Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture'. It was at the Elementary Grade of the Profound Grade. Only the Patriarch and a few important people in the clan could cultivate it.
As for the other disciples, most of them cultivated the 'Mystic Yang Vast Qi Technique' and 'Bright Moon Secret Art', which were also at the High Grade of the Yellow Grade.
Du Shaofu went up to the third floor of the Martial Scripture Tower with ease. That was where the Du Family's high-grade martial skills and cultivation techniques were located.
Since he planned to cultivate a cultivation technique, Du Shaofu planned to cultivate a high-grade one. Since no one in the clan cared about him, he couldn't care less about the places that violated the rules. Sometimes, being treated as a fool had its benefits. If he was discovered, there was nothing he could do. He had to cultivate first.
The third floor of the Martial Scripture Tower was extremely spacious. There weren't many things placed there, and it emitted an ancient aura. Of course, other than the Du Family's Patriarch, there weren't many people who could casually come to the third floor like Du Shaofu.
"Where is the Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture?"
Du Shaofu wanted to find the Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture, which was the highest cultivation technique in the Du Family. However, he couldn't find it on the third floor. Instead, he found the 'Mystic Yang Vast Qi Technique' and 'Bright Moon Secret Art'. However, Du Shaofu didn't want to cultivate these two cultivation techniques.
"Xiu!"
Suddenly, Du Shaofu, who was looking everywhere for the Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture, heard the sound of wind breaking behind him. A gust of wind instantly appeared behind him.
"Who is it?"
Du Shaofu's eyes suddenly flashed. Instinctively, he quickly retreated while turning sideways. He condensed a hand seal, and a gust of Profound Qi leaked out from his body. Then, the Profound Qi circled around his body in a strange arc. Finally, it gathered in the palm of his hand. His five fingers clenched into a fist, and a fist seal condensed. There were faint talisman patterns jumping around, and it directly collided with the gust of wind behind him.
"Chi La!"
The gust of wind dissipated, blowing the hair in front of Du Shaofu's forehead. He staggered back three steps, and finally leaned against the wall to stabilize his body. He raised his head and looked up. The black and bright eyes on his resolute and determined face blinked. The entire third floor of the Martial Scripture Tower was empty. There wasn't even a shadow of a ghost.
"Hey, what is this?"
Although he didn't see anyone, Du Shaofu saw a special object. An object had somehow fallen down from a crevice in the corner of the tower, and it just so happened to land on Du Shaofu's forehead.
If it weren't for the shaking of the wall when he retreated a few steps, the object in the crevice of the tower wouldn't have fallen down.
Du Shaofu extended his hand to grab the object. It was a small, bronze-colored pagoda. It was only the size of a thumb and appeared very inconspicuous. There was a dense layer of dust on its surface. It would appear that no one would normally notice this object.
After looking at the inconspicuous pagoda for a while, Du Shaofu didn't find anything special about it. It was probably just a small plaything. What he was thinking about was who had ambushed him earlier.
"Who was it?"
Du Shaofu kept the small pagoda in his bosom. He was still wondering who had attacked him just now, but he could only plan to get out first before thinking about anything else.
Although he did not find the Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture, given Du Shaofu's personality, since he had come to the Martial Scripture Tower, he would not return empty-handed. Although he couldn't cultivate the Purple Qi Chaoyang Scripture, he could still cultivate the martial techniques. Why couldn't he use that mysterious move whenever he attacked in the future?
After looking through the introductions of some of the martial techniques, Du Shaofu picked up a martial technique and stuffed it into his clothes. Next, he seemed to have noticed something special and kept it as well.
In the end, Du Shaofu went to the second floor of the Martial Scripture Tower and searched around. Only then did he leave, satisfied.
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