C69 (2/2)

However, the Ten Thousand Devil Sect hadn't changed much when he left. The Sect Leader still had the same amount of trust and respect towards him.

However, the Sect Leader cannot side with the cultivation resources. Otherwise, the Fen Ji Sect would definitely protest, and the Blood Heaven School would not agree.

Therefore, whether or not she could obtain more cultivation resources would still require more effort from Ning Luo.

Every month, the Thousand Demons Sect would conduct a test of the combat strength of the disciples in the school, and reward the disciples who diligently trained.

The level of diligence in training was determined by the method of comparing martial arts. If one could obtain first place, then they would undoubtedly be the most diligent in training.

”Don't worry, Master, I will do my best. When the time comes, I will definitely get first place!”

Elder Jiu Ming nodded his head in satisfaction and immediately passed a wooden token to Ning Luo.

This wooden tablet felt slightly cool to the touch. It was actually as soft and smooth as jade, yet it was as heavy as darksteel. It was extremely magical. On the front of the wooden signboard, there was a large word written there.

It indicated that he was an outer disciple, and the wooden signboard was a certificate for entering the library to borrow books from the library.

Every outer sect disciple would receive a wooden tablet, so Ning Luo, as the top scorer, would naturally be somewhat different. The other disciples could only borrow one secret manual, but Ning Luo could borrow two at a time.

”Master knows that you've always been unconcerned with your training, so why don't you go to the Compendium Pavilion today?”

After bidding farewell to her master, Ning Luo left the Nine Hell sect and came to the library.

The library was shared by all the disciples in the sect, so it wasn't convenient for it to be placed in any sub-school.

Entering the building, in the lobby, there was a hempen-clothed elder who was drowsily sitting at the registration office.

”Elder, I'm here to borrow the secret manual.”

The linen robed elder glanced at Ning Luo, asking for his wooden token. When Ning Luo handed it over, he raised his head and looked at him deeply. He then waved his hand and said, ”Okay, go in. You can borrow two books.”

There was a total of three levels to the Compendium Pavilion. The higher up one went, the higher the level of the secret manual.

However, the identity of an outer disciple can only borrow the secret manuals on the first floor, and the secret manuals on the second floor and third floor are not allowed to borrow.

”The spell books on the first floor can't be any more powerful than the Celestial Tiger Claw, can they?”

Ning Luo felt that the techniques on the first floor, no matter how powerful, would not be as powerful as the tiger claws in the Extreme Heaven Cleaving. For him, this was a bit too much of a waste.

The more spells, the better. However, spells that were weaker than the Sky Cracking Tiger Claw were useless no matter how many spells there were.

However, with his current identity, it was impossible for him to borrow a secret manual on the second floor.

”I can't borrow it. Can I come up and take a look?”

Ning Luo recalled her master's words. He didn't say that she couldn't go to the second floor, and the registration office elder didn't say that either.

As Ning Luo walked up the stairs to the second floor, the hempen-clothed elder who once again closed his eyes to rest suddenly raised an eyebrow. He'd actually noticed it already.

”This boy is quite interesting!”

When Ning Luo saw that they didn't meet any obstacles along the way, he heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble for his Master.

He walked up to the bookshelf and casually grabbed a secret manual. Just as he was about to flip through it, he realized that he was unable to open it no matter how hard he tried.

”It must be because of the wooden board. It seems that it still won't work!”

Obviously, all of these secret manuals had a seal on them. Only when one possessed a corresponding wooden plate would the seal automatically remove the disciple that held them.