C159 (1/2)

East Xuan Academy, Li Hantian, Chu Clan.

The gloomy-faced Chu Tianxiong stood there. At this moment, he was wearing the embroidered robes of an inner disciple of the Dongxuan Academy.

”Skysparrow, this time, I took a big risk and finally made you an inner disciple. You must cherish this opportunity.”

In front of Chu Tian, the elite disciple surnamed Chu said quietly.

This man was Chu Tianxiong's older cousin, so his name was different from Chu Tianxiong's and he was called Chu Tiange.

The Heavenly Evil Sword Chu Tian Ge was a well-known figure in the Li Hen Tian elite disciples circle.

”Originally, this Inner Disciple position was easily obtainable by me! Damn it! It's all my fault! ” Chu Tianxiong clenched his fists tightly, his joints turning white. He hated this to the point that his teeth were itching.

”Relax, I've already investigated that brat. This time, he emerged from the Forest of Death, and was also a sword that went on a rampage. A cultivator from the Forest of Death was promoted to the Heaven realm, but was foolishly killed by that brat.”

”What!” Chu Tianxiong's face shook and he bitterly said, ”He has also been promoted to an inner disciple, wouldn't he be chosen by the Great Master? With a powerful person in the Spirit realm as his backer, how are we going to make a move? ”

”That's not true, although this boy was promoted to the Sky Martial, he was not chosen by the Highest Elder, it is probably because his talent is too mediocre, I heard that he is now working in the Scripture Pavilion!” Chu Tian Ge's face was also very dark. He still bore a grudge against Ye Ling for being disrespectful to him.

In his eyes, a character like Ye Ling was like an ant to him. To be disrespectful to him, of course he would feel displeased.

”Humph!” Even if he had a backer, he wasn't afraid! One must know that our Chu Clan also has a supreme elder behind it! Skysparrow, call a few of the inner disciples to the Scripture Pavilion and find trouble with this kid! Remember, it's best to fight each other, so that we can be convicted! ” Chu Tian Ge said fiercely.

”Good!” I do have a few dog meat friends in the inner court.

When Ye Ling arrived at the Scripture Pavilion, he first handed over the token. He was immediately brought in respectfully by the two service disciples in exchange for the inner disciple's robe.

The Scripture Pavilion was a place where janitorial disciples cleaned and tidied up books. The main purpose of the inner disciples was to manage these people and to collect money.

The entire Ancient Texts Depository had a total of thirteen floors. There were many different categories and it was as vast as a sea of smoke.

Ye Ling casually found a few interested profound arts to read and felt that it was boring, so he went upstairs.

The moment he walked upstairs, he realized that the floor was filled with messy books.

Ye Ling frowned. He waved his hand and beckoned for a service disciple.

”Why are you not tidying up the books here? How can I borrow your books for such a mess?”

”In reply to Senior Brother, it's Senior Brother White Buddha that doesn't want us to pack up. He said that if we don't take a good look at his book, we're not allowed to move it.” The service disciple said.

”Oh? ”What is with such a big scale like the White Buddha?”

”No, no, no, senior brother is mistaken. Senior brother Bai does not have any airs. He is usually very good to us. However, he has some strange fetishes.” The service disciple said.

Ye Ling nodded his head, ”Alright, you can go back to your work now.”

After chasing this elite disciple away, Ye Ling walked up. The third floor of the Scripture Pavilion might not look big, but it was connected to all directions after he entered. Countless books were arranged in a row, making the place seem very empty and distant.

In the distance, Ye Ling could smell a refreshing fragrance.

This fragrance seemed to be the fragrance from a flower bush, but it had an intoxicating quality to it.

”Strange? How could there be such a fragrance in the Ancient Texts Depository? ” Ye Ling was taken aback. He walked into the room and saw a young man with delicate and pretty features carrying a jug of wine in his arms. He was drunk and was lying on the floor.

What an unrestrained, unrestrained, and talented person.

And the fragrance that Ye Ling smelt just now was the aroma of the wine in this jug.

Ye Ling had never seen such a bizarre fragrance from wine.

Seeing that the young man was still sleeping, Ye Ling didn't mind. He sat on the floor and casually flipped open the book.

”Strange, why are they all spiritual cultivation methods?” Ye Ling muttered to himself for a while, because the mental cultivation methods were all placed on the ground.

< Six Records of Knowledge >, < Six Thieves Soul Locking Formation >, < Blood Qi Record of Essence >

These were basically not orthodox profound arts, but unorthodox mental cultivation methods. I really don't know what this person wanted to read these books for. Ye Ling also noticed that the books that were scattered on the floor all along the way seemed to be of this kind.

At this time, the youth slowly woke up. Calming his ape arm, he drowsily gulped down a mouthful of wine.

He sighed out a poem.

”Dharma wine to cool the air!”

”Clear sound has entered the spirit!”

”Haoran's chance has come!”

”Reply He Ming with a few canes!”