The sounds of heavy breathing resounded as the entire front desk and its nearby areas were as still and silent as a statue of eternity. The emotions everyone present felt went beyond disbelief or surrealism, it reached far-fetched levels that mere mortal words could never describe or quantify.
Even the gorgeous librarian with her indigo-colored eyes, a true ‘hidden’ expert of unknown origins, strength, and authority was breathlessly silent at this moment with a trembling gaze. Those eyes of hers that held an innate charismatic light and enlightened intelligence were glued to those spiritual numbers.
3,926,886.
This number, in comparison to some things, might not be too large or significant. A population of 3,926,886 was extremely small, barely enough to occupy the Scarlet Solaris Sect’s territory. A small force on a small continental flat earth. It could mean lives born in a single day in a location like the Elementus Domain, likely significantly lower than that.
It was a matter of perspective on the importance of this number, and here, it meant 3,926,886 Myriad Points of the Myriad Miles Library. A single point was equivalent to a low-tier, low-quality ninth-grade alchemical product. In the Sealed Regions, this level of product instigated wars and led to countless deaths.
3,926,886 deaths? For a ninth-grade product, this might be an acceptable number to many cultivators of the Sealed Regions.
The subdued reactions of everyone as if their souls were seized by a terrifying force caused Wei Wuyin to slightly smile. Since he intended to go big, how could he not do so here? His thoughts were inevitably dragged back to his meeting with Tuo Bihan in the Alchemic Dao Palace. If he had revealed his utmost talents then and there, would things have been different?
In truth, he didn’t know if this was going to end up being a good event or a horrific event that would lead to all sorts of unpredictable outcomes. After all, this encounter wasn’t meant for him. But even that aside, he didn’t have much time to delay. The Sealed Region’s greatest Alchemic Legacy was almost exclusively kept by the Everlore Association and the Tian Clan, both powers that he couldn’t handle at this moment.
With the ever-looming threat of the Temporal Reincarnator, the Trueborn’s retaliation, the Everlore Association’s Evergod, the Tian Clan’s supremacy, Liu Yinlan’s existence, and the Calamities of Hell, he can’t delay his cultivation. He had barely more than a decade left before the Third Calamity of Hell arrived to cleanse his mortal soul.
Every last bit of strength he could accumulate increased his chances of surviving should his initial plans go awry. If it wasn’t for his Astral Souls’ power before, could he have ‘claimed’ the Second Calamity? The decision to maximize his cultivation foundation had been one of the greatest decisions of his life, and he will never regret doing so even as he was saddled with life-and-death encounters because of it.
As such, good or bad, come what may. Wei Wuyin’s Heart of Cultivation had long since solidified to the point of not regretting his decisions once made.
“Fairy Librarian?” Wei Wuyin tapped the front desk lightly. The sound caused the librarian to snap out of her daze, her pupils expanded and contracted until they focused on Wei Wuyin. There was a strong desire for knowledge in her eyes, almost suffocating so. She wanted to know about Wei Wuyin, drawn to him by his mystery and existence.
“My name’s Zhangjie Wushu,” her words were said through a discreet spiritual transmission that not even other Ascended beings could hear. Then she said verbally, “You can call me Li Pei.” This was her attempt to let him know her current identity was false, and she didn’t seek to lie to him about who she was—a sign of respect.
Wei Wuyin didn’t try to put on a show of surprise, merely nodded with a smile. “Fairy Li, fitting as if decided by the heavens.” When he spoke out, while it was one of the simplest types of compliments, Zhangjie Wushu still replied with a smile. The name Li Pei is translated in mortal language as ‘Beautiful Jade’. While Zhangjie Wushu didn’t have jade-like skin like the Immortal fairies of myth, she was undeniably a beauty.
Cao Cuifen had her mouth agape from the brightly lit spiritual numbers. Her heart raced without limit, threatening to burst from her chest. Wei Wuyin actually provided enough offerings to buy the ENTIRE Alchemy Section?! If someone had told her this was possible before, she would’ve ignored that person for life, believing they were crazier than a rabid dog. But here it was!
As her eyes shifted, like many others, onto the tray, the urge to inspect the contents inside the tray was growing so intensely that the breathing of others became labored as if their bodies and minds were overworking themselves. However, the rules of the Myriad Miles Library allowed an open display of value but not of the offerings—only the librarian in charge was allowed to know.
Gulps resounded. They resounded as loudly as heavy stones plopping into a lake. Greed. Desire. Madness. They began to sprout in the hearts of those who thought longer and longer about what may be held in that tray. To them, only Mystic-Earth of Mystic-World grade products, armaments, or talismans were within. They must be in copious amounts as well.
But how can a mere mortal, even if he was a Dao Instructor, possess such monstrous wealth? It wouldn’t be an understatement to say that this was the accumulation of thousands of years! Then, like a bag of bricks, they started to realize something.
Their eyes inspected the women by this mortal’s side. Cao Cuifen? She was a Dao Instructor’s Assistant—her background was clean as can be. But that beautiful silver-robed woman was definitely not ordinary! It took a matter of a few breaths before she was recognized.<sub> </sub>
The Envoy of the City of Endless!
At normal times, this was mostly irrelevant, not enough for the students and instructors of the Myriad Miles Academy to care, but given the circumstances, judgments began to form. Could that Lord of the City of Endless have sent a carrier of thousands of years of accumulation to the academy simply to buy the Alchemy Section outright?
The more people thought about it, the stronger they felt toward the possibility until it became the only reasonable justification! Soon, they no longer saw Wei Wuyin, but that Worldly Saint that led the Destined to defend the Sealing Array’s internal nodes in the Sealed Region!
But that didn’t seem quite right…
Zhangjie Wushu ignored the wild gazes of everyone, keeping the tray, taking out a sign that read: “Currently Occupied.” Then, she gestured to Wei Wuyin to follow. Wei Wuyin didn’t hesitate to follow as the two girls also came along. Liu Suyin felt the countless gazes on her, heated and frustrated.
The jealousy towards all those Destined Alchemists was at an all-time high.
The four of them took a transportation formation, engulfed by light power, and then shifted at an absurdly high speed. Wei Wuyin marveled at the various means of transportation the World Between the Fold deployed that avoided the spatial restrictions that were in place.
The Alchemy Section of the Myriad Miles Library wasn’t designed very differently from the rest, except there was a layer of light Utmost Purity Mist lingering over the area, corroding the wooden shelves, causing them to contain marks of seven colors. The mile-long shelves were there alongside many different spiritual jades.
When they stopped, Wei Wuyin’s eyes and body spun as he counted the number of materials here. While he did so, Zhangjie Wushu said: “While you’re a Dao Instructor, you just arrived so you might not know all the rules of the academy, especially regarding the Myriad Miles Library. Firstly, only those of official position in the Endless Voyage Realm can browse these materials.”
When she said this, Wei Wuyin frowned slightly. Official position? Was Dao Instructor not enough? Was buying them not enough? Can he get a refund if not? Thinking of that, he couldn’t help but internally chuckle at the absurdity of that thought. Who would dare give back what he just offered?
Liu Suyin spoke up at this moment, “He’s a True Destined Voyager, approved by the City Lord herself.” She brought out her Celestial Jade Key, exuding a faint silvery light that contained a spiritual message. Zhangjie Wushu’s brows twitched slightly.
She eyed Wei Wuyin, “You’ve experienced the Baptism of the Endless Spatial Channel?” There was genuine shock hidden beneath her questioning tone. A Mortal that has Alchemic Stars, baptized by the Endless Spatial Channel, who has given birth to Enlightened Scholarly Mist in his Sea of Consciousness, and had enough products to create a peerless army?
The more she learned, the more her interest grew. At this point, it was already at unfathomable levels. No wonder the Envoy of the City of Endless was following him around like a tour guide, likely serving his ‘every’ need. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Liu Suyin.
Liu Suyin felt uncomfortable under that gaze of hers. But she resisted the urge of unleashing her Mystic Aura. This wasn’t her territory and she was already on a short leash here.
“The mythical oath there is strict enough,” Zhangjie Wushu pried away her eyes and smiled at Wei Wuyin. Her attitude seemed to have a little bit of pity in it, but it was only temporary because cultivators like Wei Wuyin could never be bound forever. That said, for now, he was definitely a dog for others’ purposes.
Why?
Because it’s impossible to become a True Destined Voyager without swearing a Destined’s Oath! And out of all the oaths present, it was by far the worse.
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