Even the elders tried to clear Ye Qinghan's name. Bai Xiaosheng looked at Ye Qinghan's strange expression and felt a little exasperated. At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with the desire to crush Ye Qinghan into pieces and throw him into the eighteenth level of hell!
A dignified goddess was actually touched by a nobody. It was like a big bowl of honey being stained with a little blood. It was tasteless, but a pity to throw it away.
Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly. He just wanted to teach her a lesson, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. He could only wait for Bai Xiaosheng to deal with him.
"You! Follow me! "
Bai Xiaosheng scolded Ye Qinghan word by word.
Whoosh — —
Bai Xiaosheng turned around, his white robe fluttering, and walked towards the Scripture Library of the All Arts Return to One Sect.
Ye Qinghan silently followed behind.
The two soon arrived outside the Scripture Library. The Scripture Library was a nine-story tower that spiraled upwards, exuding a majestic aura. At the entrance, there was a white-haired old man leaning on a chair, basking in the sun. The old man's age was unknown. His white beard was half a meter long, and there wasn't a single strand of silver hair that was black. He was probably going to die in the next few years.
Looking at the ordinary old man, Ye Qinghan felt a sense of trepidation. He didn't even open his eyes, but he had the ability to see through Ye Qinghan's heart.
Although Bai Xiaosheng was in a bad mood, he still smiled at the old man, revealing a row of white teeth. He said sweetly, "Great-grandfather, I've brought an inner disciple to collect a few secret techniques. I'll chat with you when I come out later."
"En, don't go to the top floor. You can't go in either." The old man still didn't open his eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if it didn't come from his mouth, but from the depths of the universe.
Bai Xiaosheng nodded repeatedly and promised not to enter the top floor. He then led Ye Qinghan into the Scripture Library.
Ye Qinghan walked past the old man, his clothes drenched in cold sweat. When he stepped into the Scripture Library, he couldn't help but shiver.
"Since you dared to come, why would you be afraid?"
A hoarse voice sounded from the depths of Ye Qinghan's soul. Ye Qinghan's body stiffened and he couldn't move.
This was a true expert, a true invincible expert. Although he was an Overgod, he was not on the same level as a second-rate Overgod like Ye Qinghan. He could not even be compared to the Overgods of the outside world.
Hiss — — — —
Although he was frightened, he was relieved. he knew that the old man wouldn't expose his identity...... although he was frightened frightened, he was, he was relieved, he was relieved, he was relieved, he was.
"I allowed you to enter the Transcendent Coalescence Sect. Perhaps you can enter the Scripture Library. Do you know why?" The old man didn't move, as if he had fallen asleep, but he was secretly transmitting his voice to Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan swallowed his saliva and replied with a hoarse voice, "Thank you for taking care of me, senior. I understand what you mean. It's for the sake of balance. I also hope that I can join forces with the Transcendent Coalescence Sect in the future when the two factions fight to protect their heritage."
"Remember today. Go in."
After the old man finished speaking, he silently sent Ye Qinghan behind Bai Xiaosheng. Bai Xiaosheng didn't notice, and Ye Qinghan didn't have the power to resist.
Ye Qinghan's legs felt like they were floating. It was hard to imagine encountering such a terrifying existence. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid. If such an existence wanted to kill him, it would only take a thought. It was probably similar to the Serpent God at its peak.
The third floor and above were for inner disciples. Only inner disciples could enter with contribution points. The sixth floor was for deacons and inner elite disciples. The seventh floor was for elders and super elites. The eighth floor had been entered by Sect Leader Bai Yelu, Bai Fengyun, and Bai Yelu once. As for the ninth floor, even Bai Yelu had never entered. Other than the old man guarding the door who knew what was inside, no one else knew.
Bai Xiaosheng brought Ye Qinghan to the third floor. He was very unhappy and glared at him.
"You can choose any three books, from the third to the fifth floor. As for the books above the sixth floor, don't read them if you don't understand them. They won't do you any good."
Bai Xiaosheng wasn't in a good mood. He glanced at Ye Qinghan's big hands and wanted to chop them off.
Ye Qinghan smiled awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Can I read a little more and browse through it?"
"You can read as long as you want!" Bai Xiaosheng rolled his eyes at Ye Qinghan and went to the seventh floor to read the ancient books and study the history of chaos.
Ye Qinghan heard this and didn't stand on ceremony. He looked around at the secret arts and powerful skills. Just this foundation alone was enough for the Insane Sect to pursue for tens of thousands of years.
The library looked small from the outside, but it was a different world inside. Ye Qinghan kept flipping through the secret arts. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, he memorized them first. He read ten lines at a glance. His monstrous memory allowed him to remember everything he saw.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
He flipped through the books very quickly. In half an incense's time, he had flipped through a metal scroll. The third and fourth floors of the secret arts were more simple. To Ye Qinghan, he could understand them with one look. It didn't waste time.
On the first day, he spent all his time on the third floor. Bai Xiaosheng walked down from the seventh floor curiously and found that he was still on the third floor. Every metal scroll had been moved. He frowned and asked, "You can't have read every book, right? What a waste of time. You only read the names of the secret arts and skills. If you're interested, you can read them again. If you continue reading like this, won't you take three to four days? "
Ye Qinghan closed the last book and exhaled. "The rest of the books are too simple and shallow. They are not powerful at all. I'm not interested in them at all. Your Highness, can I go to the fourth floor and have a look?"
"Simple? Shallow? Not much power? " Bai Xiaosheng was a little angry. Which of the secret arts that could be collected by the Ten Thousand Techniques Return to One Sect's library wouldn't be taken out?
"Have you read this Nine Abstruse Sword Techniques? If you cultivate this Original Aura Explosive Fist to its peak, you can kill a half-step Lord with a single punch. It'll take you at least a few decades to fully comprehend these two secret arts. How can you say that they're simple and not much power? I thought you were a cultivation maniac, but now it looks like you're just an idiot, "Bai Xiaosheng said angrily as he casually grabbed the two metal scrolls.
Ye Qinghan said very seriously, "That's right. They're quite simple. I've read them and learned them all."
Bai Xiaosheng shuddered all over. He was furious with Ye Qinghan. Did he think he was a peerless genius, a future God of War, to be able to learn them with just a glance?
"Alright, alright, alright … You've learned them. Let's see how much power you can unleash. If you can't even unleash one level, I'll kill you today!" Bai Xiaosheng was a little incoherent as he dragged Ye Qinghan directly to the training room on the third floor.
The library was not just a collection of books; it also had a separate training space. There was only one room, hidden behind a bookshelf. The bookshelf would open automatically when the mechanism was triggered. Bai Xiaosheng was familiar with this place, so he soon opened the mechanism. A spacious training room appeared before him. It was made of mystic iron and stainless steel. Even a Lord would have a hard time destroying it. There were eighteen different types of weapons neatly arranged inside.
Swoosh!
Bai Xiaosheng sealed the door and said coldly, "Come, let's fight again. Use your Original Aura Explosive Fist to fight me. No nonsense. If you make me feel any pain, I'll let you stay in the library for another day."
Ye Qinghan recalled the profundity of the Original Aura Explosive Fist. He knew that this fist technique gathered Divine Power in one's fist to form a massive Vigor. When it came into contact with the enemy, it would explode with the force of a lightning strike. It was a top-grade divine technique of an Exalted God. In the outside world, it would be worth at least hundreds of thousands of supreme-grade Divine Crystals.
"Then … be careful, Your Highness."
Ye Qinghan crossed his legs and gathered Divine Power in his fist. Every drop of Divine Power contained destructive Vigor. It was colorful and extremely violent, and it could explode at any time.
Bai Xiaosheng wanted to teach Ye Qinghan a lesson, so he raised his cultivation base to half-step lord-level. His fist turned into a long arc as he struck Ye Qinghan's chest.
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