Chapter 23: Entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

it Dao Wuming who secretly sealed his father's cultivation"Alas!""You're being awfully stubborn. I don't have concrete proof, but there were quite a few things that happened when your mother married...Jiang Yun's senses were incredibly acute. As soon as he stepped out of the mountain valley, he sensed the short and stout man secretly observing him. Although Jiang Yun discovered this, the other party reacted quickly and slipped back into the mountain valley.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoyu had already entered the valley. Without a leader, Jiang Yun dared not recklessly break into the formation, so after a moment of contemplation, he could only turn around and leave.

In his mind, he had already memorized the appearance of the short and stout man and speculated that although the other party was a janitor, it was unlikely that he would frame Lu Xiaoyu. However, there should be some connection between the two.

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"Well, in my current position, I can't really interfere. Thankfully though, while the sect allows sparring between members, it strictly forbids killing each other. So even if someone tries to cause trouble for Xiaoyu, at least she won't be in any danger."

For Jiang Yun, who came from Mangshan Mountain, the rules of the Wudao Sect were like the rules of Mangshan Mountain - absolute and inviolable. Therefore, he wasn't too worried about what Lu Xiaoyu had done.

He was just out of the mountains and didn't know that in this world, rules are dead, while people are alive.

Even, some people can completely tower above the rules!

Putting aside matters concerning Lu Xiaoyu for now, Jiang Yun once again arrived at the Library Pavilion and strode directly through the gate.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Jiang Yun was like entering another world. Silence filled his ears, broken only by the gentle rustling of turning pages. Before him stood a stele, with just a few lines carved upon it, introducing the library.

The Library is divided into seven floors. While the first floor is open to all members of the sect, access to the second floor and beyond requires at least the status of an outer disciple.

Of course, the higher the level, the higher the required identity. Each person is only allowed to enter three times a year. If you want to enter more times, you need to exchange them with contribution points.

No fighting or loud noises are allowed in the library. All books within must be viewed here only and may not be taken out at will. Of course, if you make a contribution, some books can be copied for taking away.

Ginger swiftly finished reading the introduction on the stele and crossed past it, officially entering the library.

The first level is quite spacious. Although there are hundreds of disciples within, it doesn't feel crowded at all. Around the perimeter are rows of bookshelves, each containing a varying number of scrolls.

Above each bookshelf, there are some characters indicating which side the books on the shelf belong to.

At a glance, this first layer appears to have over ten thousand books.

Although this number left Jiang Yun speechless, it was actually quite normal. After all, there was simply too much knowledge about cultivation, and everyone had different perspectives on any aspect of cultivation. Therefore, the number and variety of books and scrolls circulating were also extremely vast.

However, these books were not particularly valuable, so every sect would collect similar ones for their disciples to read and broaden their horizons.

Gingercloud wasn't in a hurry to choose a book. Instead, she first skimmed through the entire first layer before heading towards the bookshelf she needed and finding a thick volume!

This book details the types of cultivation and their general classification standards.

As Jiang Yun continuously flipped through the book, reading about various aspects of cultivation, his face gradually darkened.

After a whole day had passed, Jiang Yun finally gently closed the book and placed it back on the shelf. He turned around, said nothing, and strode out of the library, heading towards Cangfeng.

Along the way, Jiang Yun remained sullen and silent, only walking swiftly.

Even though he could clearly feel someone trailing behind him, he was too lazy to glance back until he reached the base of Zangfeng Mountain.

"Halt!"

Just then, a cold voice finally came from behind Jiang Yun.

Although Jiang Yun had stopped walking, he neither turned back nor spoke. He simply stood there, motionless as a sculpture.

Behind Jiang Yun stood a gaunt, slightly yellowish-faced man. The blue dragon-shaped token hanging from his waist clearly indicated that he was an outer disciple of Baishou Peak. Beside him lay a yellow tiger several feet long.

Seeing Jiang Yun's back facing him, the man couldn't help but frown. A look of displeasure appeared on his yellow face as he sneered, "Just a lowly servant, daring to put on airs with me It seems like I have to give you a lesson! Go! Bite off one of his arms and teach him a lesson!"

At his command, the yellow tiger leaped into the air with a mighty roar, its jaws wide open, charging fiercely toward Jiang Yun.

Just as the tiger was about to pounce on Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun suddenly turned his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he gave the tiger a cold glance.

Although Ginger Cloud wasn't exuding a bloody aura at this moment, this tiger was a level higher than the Azure Light Wolf. Its senses were naturally much sharper. So, under Ginger Cloud's gaze, its heart suddenly chilled, and its body in mid-air abruptly changed direction.

This scene naturally left the gaunt man puzzled. He couldn't figure out why his tiger would react this way.

However, that wasn't all. Just as the tiger's massive form narrowly avoided Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun suddenly extended a finger and swiftly, like the wind, struck the tiger's neck.

"Ah!"

"Roar!"

The enraged roar of the gaunt man and the tiger's painful cries rose almost simultaneously. As the owner of the tiger, how could the man not know that despite seeming weak, Jiang Yun's single finger strike had landed precisely on the tiger's vulnerable spot.

"Boom!"

The tiger crashed heavily to the ground. The man rushed forward in a flash, staring at the tiger rolling on the ground, roaring low and continuously. A fierce look appeared in his eyes as he said, "You dare hurt my pet! I'll kill you!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the man suddenly struck out with both hands, forming a hand seal. A layer of fur slowly began to appear on his yellow face, and a powerful aura rose from his thin body.

"Ahem!"

Just then, a cough suddenly came from the top of Mount Cang. Following that, Dong Fangbo's figure appeared before the thin man and said, "Fellow disciple of Bai Shou Feng, it has been some time since I have seen your Peak Master. How about we go see him together now"

Strangely enough, Dongfang Bo's words seemed to possess some kind of magic. Not only did they cause the emaciated man's rising energy to dissipate like a retreating tide, but his yellow face also contorted into an expression of helplessness.

In just a moment, he was back to his original state. With a pat on his waist, a golden light shot out, enveloping the tiger on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

The man didn't even look at Dongfang Bo, but addressed Jiang Yun, who still hadn't turned his body around: "Little servant, remember this, my name is Xu Chengshan. Today you injured my pet, I will definitely hold you accountable! Also, stay away from Lu Xiaoyu, and in the future, mind your own business about her affairs!"

After dropping that remark, the gaunt man named Xu Chengshan immediately turned and left.

Throughout Xu Chengshan's entire presence, from his arrival to his departure, Jiang Yun hadn't even spared the man a glance. At that moment, he merely bowed respectfully towards Dongfang Bo and, without further ado, ascended Mount Cangfeng, entering his own courtyard and shutting the door behind him.

Watching Jiang Yun's departing figure, Dongfang Bo opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately shook his head and remained silent. He could tell that Jiang Yun was clearly troubled by something, her mind unsettled.

Back in the room, Ginger Cloud unexpectedly wasn't cultivating. Instead, he lay on the bed with his eyes closed, as if asleep. However, his brow remained tightly furrowed. After a moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and recited word by word: "The Tao gives birth to all things, all things can cultivate the Tao, but the way of cultivation differs greatly depending on the group."

"The human race cultivates by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth;"

"The demon race, cultivating by swallowing the essence of the sun and moon!"o flashed a trace of strangeness on his face. Looking at Jiang Yun, his eyes clearly showed a few more points of respect.Obviously, he also believed in what Jiang Yun said.As for Ginger Cloud, no matt...