114: Chapter 114 Are you teaching me how to do things?!

Host: Chen An

Age: 17

Aptitude: High-grade Martial Bone

Cultivation: Martial King Realm (Perfection)

Skills: "Qi Gathering Art" (Perfection), "Mountain Crushing Force" (Perfection)...

Concept: Palm Concept · Nine Overlapping Waves (Form-Shaping Stage)...

Current Balance: 167,265,000

Looking at the nine-digit balance, Chen An's mouth curled slightly, and he silently thought, "System, I want to upgrade!"

[Ding!]

[Are you sure you want to spend 100 million balance to upgrade?!]

[Yes/No]

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the nine-digit balance instantly turned into an eight-digit one, and at the same time, the System interface turned into a countdown:

05:59:59!

05:59:58!

...

"Six hours?!"

Looking at the countdown on the System, Chen An's gaze flickered, then he exited the System and got up to head towards the Library.

Back when he was at the County Academy, he had heard people say that the Prefectural Academy had countless books, and even contained Earth Rank and Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques.

With the System, he wasn't lacking in Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques, but he didn't have many Heaven Rank ones.

Moreover, he also wanted to see if there were any legendary King Rank or Emperor Rank Cultivation Techniques in the Prefectural Academy's Library. Even if they were just incomplete, finding one would be a huge profit for him.

The Prefectural Academy's Library was nine stories high. Even though it was nearly dusk, there were still countless students inside.

Because Principal Beigong Mo had said when accepting him as a Disciple that he would open the entire Library to him, and since he was somewhat of a celebrity in the Prefectural Academy now, he just registered casually and stepped into the Library.

However, after entering the Library, he didn't linger on the bottom floors but headed straight upstairs.

Walking up the stairs, he arrived at the seventh floor, where Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills were kept.

This floor was different from the ones below; there was actually an old man guarding the floor, and he was at the Late Stage of the Grandmaster Realm.

Chen An wasn't surprised by this. After all, even for a Sacred Martial Arts Grounds like the Prefectural Academy, which governed an entire prefecture, Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills were extremely rare assets.

"Heh, so you are Chen An, the new Disciple Principal Beigong Mo just accepted?!"

"I heard that it took you less than an hour to master the Prefecture Head's 'Nine Suns Burning Heaven Fist'?!" After stating his name, the old man looked at Chen An kindly.

"Just a stroke of luck!" Chen An said, cupping his hands.

"Heh, good, you may go up!"

The old man didn't give him a hard time. He looked him up and down, a flash of appreciation in his eyes, then waved his hand, letting him go up.

"Thank you, Elder. This Junior will head up first!"

Chen An cupped his hands and walked into the floor housing the Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques.

There wasn't the bustling crowd here like on the lower floors; there were only a few scattered figures carefully studying the Cultivation Techniques, their breathing extremely light.

Every bookshelf was made of thousand-year-old gloomy wood, engraved with complex Restriction runes, properly sealing each Cultivation Technique and book to prevent them from rotting.

Seeing Chen An enter, the few students who were originally reading with their heads down couldn't help but look up. When they saw it was Chen An, a flash of surprise crossed their eyes.

However, these people didn't come forward to chat, but slightly nodded at Chen An as a greeting, then continued to lower their heads and flip through the books in their hands.

Chen An was quite satisfied with this, and then began to look around this floor.

After looking for a while, Chen An discovered that besides Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, this floor actually contained some classics on Alchemy, weapon forging, and even some miscellaneous notes on cultivation.

Anything collected on this floor, whether it was Alchemy, weapon forging, or cultivation notes, was naturally not ordinary.

When he saw those Alchemy classics, a flash of surprise crossed Chen An's eyes.

He had previously decided to use the System to level up his Alchemy Rank, but he had been too busy these past two days and hadn't specifically looked for Alchemy classics. He didn't expect to find them in the Prefectural Academy's Library; it truly was effortless!

Without overthinking, Chen An began to pick up a classic titled "Essentials of Alchemy" and started reading.

With his current Martial King cultivation, his spirit was far beyond that of an ordinary person. Although he couldn't memorize everything at a glance, he could commit it to memory after reading it a few times.

And because he didn't need to study them carefully, his reading speed wasn't slow. In just half an hour, he had flipped through dozens of books on Alchemy, weapon forging, and even some interesting secret techniques.

For instance, one book, "Floating Light Phantom Shadows," allowed the user to split into seven phantoms after cultivation. Each phantom looked similar to the original body and could perform simple actions, but had no attack power and could only exist for at most thirty breaths.

There was also a book, "Dust Concealment Technique," which allowed the cultivator to hide their figure and merge with the environment by using the changes in light and shadow. The drawback was that this secret technique was not only difficult to Cultivate, but even after successful cultivation, one could not move once the technique was activated, otherwise, it would be broken.

After looking for a while and not seeing any techniques worth his attention, Chen An continued to walk up, heading towards the eighth floor.

The old man guarding the floor saw that Chen An had only stayed on the seventh floor for less than half an hour and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a look of regret flashing in his eyes.

In his view, although Chen An had great Comprehension Ability, his cultivation was only at the Qi Condensation Realm. Without sufficient cultivation to support it, no matter how powerful a Martial Skill he learned, he wouldn't be able to unleash its proper power. In his opinion, a Martial Artist could only unleash ten, or even twelve, percent of their combat power by practicing Martial Skills suitable for themselves. Someone like Chen An was just being ambitious beyond his means.

Chen An naturally didn't know the thoughts of the old man guarding the floor, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Cultivation Realm?! I am at the Perfection of the Martial King Realm, and I need a Grandmaster to teach me how to do things?!

Stepping onto the eighth floor, there wasn't even a single person here.

The eighth floor housed Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills. Even regular teachers of the Prefectural Academy couldn't set foot here normally, let alone students. Only because he had the Prefecture Head's permission could he step here.

... And just as Chen An stepped into the Prefectural Academy's Library!

More than a hundred miles away from Chengtian Prefecture, deep underground in an abandoned Mountain God Temple, was another temporary stronghold established by the Blood Demon Sect.

In the massive underground cavern, the ground was covered with filthy blood and broken corpses, which was shocking to the eye.

In the center of the cavern lay a giant blood pool a hundred feet wide. The scarlet liquid inside was constantly churning and boiling, and wisps of bloody, malevolent Qi drifted about. The entire space was firmly shrouded in an extremely thick smell of blood.

Blood bubbles constantly rose from the bottom of the pool, bursting and emitting a nauseating stench.

Several Blood Demon Sect members, dressed in blood-colored tight-fitting clothes with sinister expressions, stood on both sides of the blood pool, bowing their heads in a respectful manner.

Above the blood pool, a figure draped in a blood-colored robe hovered in mid-air. A hood covered most of their face, revealing only a pair of eyes glowing with dark red, eerie light. Their gaze swept coldly over a young man kneeling below, and they said, "Are you saying that after Incense Master Huang Baichuan went to capture that student named Chen An, he went missing, and even the original stronghold of the Sacred Sect was wiped out by someone?!"