[Entering the 1222nd Floor: Read Ten Thousand Books]
[Lin Shuang, Huangpu Yuan, and Meng Zi enter above the thousandth floor, and the privilege to view disciples’ trial projections is activated!]
Lin Shuang had barely steadied herself and hadn’t even taken in the surroundings of this floor when ripples appeared before her eyes.
She was puzzled, “Can we actually view the trials? Won’t we then know the trial content already? My previous analysis—”
Before she finished, she heard Meng Zi scoff beside her and watched him reach out to tap the ripple in front of him.
“Denied access, privilege closed.”
Lin Shuang was stunned.
Then she saw the next line and understood.
[Lin Shuang is currently on the 1222nd floor and can view disciples’ projections from levels 1 to 222.]
She could only view levels a thousand below her own.
This would not help with the assessment.
At most, it was just for entertainment, or to follow some important figures.
[Lin Shuang, would you like to spend 50 spirit stones to view a certain trial cave from levels 1 to 222?]
[Each incense stick, each projection, costs 50 spirit stones.]
Lin Shuang furrowed her brows, thinking this matter wasn’t simple.
It was even more expensive than the advanced episode viewing fee of six spirit stones per episode back in her past life!
[If you wish to speak in the projection and communicate in real-time with other disciples remotely, each 20 characters cost 1 spirit stone.]
Lin Shuang’s eye twitched.
Was commenting charged now?
“Close, close, close! You won’t get my money!”
Meng Zi rolled his eyes dramatically.
“Is Qing Shui Sect going bankrupt? Old Zhen Chuan, ten years ago it was 30 characters for 1 spirit stone…”
Huangpu Yuan chuckled lightly, seemingly indifferent to the viewing and speaking privileges before him.
His hands were tucked into a fluffy white fox fur cloak he had just changed into, appearing completely unaffected.
[Group 11111, two people have activated the privilege to view disciples’ projections; two people have activated the speaking privilege.]
[The paid channel will start charging upon entering the room, each person bears their own cost.]
Meng Zi couldn’t believe it and turned to look at Lin Shuang and Huangpu Yuan, the two big spenders.
The two were staring at the ground.
“Senior Brother, you can watch it when you’re bored.”
“Junior Brother, just for entertainment.”
“…”
Meng Zi closed his eyes. Oh ancestors, these rich bastards!
After the three finished dealing with Zhen Chuan’s privileges, white mist quickly emerged before them.
[I read ten thousand books in the mist, yet rise as a mere nobody.]
[The trial officially begins!]
[This trial: any disciple who memorizes a cultivation method perfectly and recites it word for word, and cultivates it to the second stage, will pass the trial.]
Ten thousand scrolls of books, like thin mist forming a sea of characters, instantly surrounded Lin Shuang and the others standing there.
In a moment, they receded like a tide, slowly vanishing.
Lin Shuang finally saw clearly that they were now in a two-room house.
Between the two rooms was a screen of swirling clouds and mountains.
Each room had a bed covered in brocade, a chair and table set for brewing spirit tea, and an ancient bookshelf.
It seemed as if someone lived here.
“Where are the ten thousand scrolls?” Meng Zi frowned at the bookshelf, which could hold at most a hundred scrolls.
But as Lin Shuang approached one of the desks to investigate, she heard him cry out.
“Quick, look at the walls!”
As soon as the words were out, every visible wall in the inner room where they stood showed faint ink traces clearly emerging like seeping water.
Tiny characters, densely packed, gradually darkening from light.
Huangpu Yuan stood by the bookshelf, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly as he flipped open a random scroll.
The pages of the book were also gradually forming clear ink characters from nothing.
“There are words on the desk too.”
Lin Shuang looked down at the desk, where a stack of rice paper bore vigorous cursive script, the ink also thickening clearly.
Meng Zi frowned, “There are words behind the bed too.”
As he tried to step back, he saw ink traces like water marks appearing on the bed curtains.
“This… it’s everywhere!” Meng Zi’s brow twitched.
In a past life, this would be called the terror of being overwhelmed by studying.
Lin Shuang’s temple throbbed.
It was like cramming for the college entrance exam, with vocabulary, formulas, and classical texts pasted all over the room—desk, bowls, teacups, bed edges, walls… surrounding them without any gaps.
They were forced to study while eating, drinking water, and even in the final minute before sleep.
This kind of “reading ten thousand books” was terrifying.
“There are over a hundred books on the shelf; this one in my hand records ten speed-reading techniques.”
“The bed curtains are the Diamond Sutra, and the walls have a hundred sword and knife techniques each.”
Huangpu Yuan, as the manager of Rong Bao Zhai, scanned the shelves and listed the techniques like treasures.
Meng Zi’s breathing quickened; this was truly a gift!
And an overwhelming one at that.
“…Tu Xue Zhen…”
As Lin Shuang looked around, she suddenly heard Huangpu Yuan murmur.
His gaze fell on the rice paper in her hand, and his pupils constricted.
[Reading without a sense of time.]
[One year inside the room equals one day outside.]
[Disciples may freely choose techniques from within the room, but no technique may be chosen more than once.]
Sure enough, there was a time array!
It was useful.
It really allowed them to choose the trial cave according to their own needs!
They could cultivate and pass the trial simultaneously!
Meng Zi looked at Lin Shuang with mixed feelings, “Since no technique can be chosen more than once, you go first.”
“Senior Sister Lin is always so insightful.”
Huangpu Yuan looked at the rice paper in her hand, his phoenix eyes gleaming.
“You’re also lucky. The Tu Xue Zhen method written on the rice paper in your hand is the first chapter of an ancient killing formation.”
“It is said to be extremely powerful; there was even a Void-Entering expert who used this formation to sever three tails of an adult nine-tailed fox.”
“A nine-tailed fox, the legendary demon king of a previous generation that fell into darkness?”
Meng Zi was startled.
Huangpu Yuan remained calm and simply gave a noncommittal ‘hmm,’ “This formation is worth one hundred thousand spirit stones at Rong Bao Zhai.”
Meng Zi swallowed hard.
“There should be no rarer technique in this room than Tu Xue Zhen.”
Huangpu Yuan’s finger rested on a silver hand warmer, his phoenix eyes glancing casually toward the corner of the desk.
“If you choose this piece, Senior Sister—”
“Xiao Ai, what’s my next schedule? And what are my current cultivation deficiencies?”
Huangpu Yuan was interrupted, his black eyelashes fluttering.
“Beep, Xiao Ai is at your service.”
“Your next schedule is—sword cultivation class.”
Huangpu Yuan was momentarily stunned.
“Let me check your current deficiencies in sword techniques…”
“Right-hand Water Spirit Sword: Attack R, Speed SR, Durability SR, Defense R, Mana Consumption SR, Healing (empty).”
Meng Zi felt dizzy listening.
Huangpu Yuan’s phoenix eyes were dazed as he looked at Lin Shuang, who, upon hearing the soft report from the information recording talisman, let out a soft ‘ah.’
“So then, I’ll choose a left-handed sword technique.”
Lin Shuang touched her chin.
“To complement my Water Spirit Sword.”
“All the sword techniques here are below the Earth level, not as valuable as Tu Xue Zhen—” Huangpu Yuan looked at her with mixed feelings.
“Does Tu Xue Zhen have healing or defensive capabilities?”
Huangpu Yuan lowered his eyelids: “…It can even sever the tails of an adult nine-tailed fox…”
“What would I need that for?”
Lin Shuang shook her head and drew a hexagon in the air.
“Right now, my sword techniques are lacking in attack, defense, and healing. The new technique I learn must cover at least two of these areas.”
“Tu Xue Zhen is too one-dimensional, only attack. It doesn’t fit my hexagonal development plan. I’m not going to fight a nine-tailed fox, nor am I a formation cultivator.”
The book in Huangpu Yuan’s hand loosened.
Meng Zi, upon hearing this, also had a complicated expression and withdrew his hand, which had been eager to grab Tu Xue Zhen.
His knife technique, Tian Zi Yi Dao Zhan, belonged to the strong attack category but also had significant drawbacks.
He wasn’t a formation cultivator either; he would have to cultivate to the fifth-stage formation technique to even learn Tu Xue Zhen!
It was impossible to complete in such a short time in Zhen Chuan.
“Then I’ll look at the knife techniques.” Meng Zi shouldered his blade and returned to the wall.
Huangpu Yuan’s thin lips lightly pressed together, his phoenix eyes emitting a faint light.
“Alright, then I’ll look at some alchemy heart methods.”
The three immediately focused on their own tasks, and the room fell silent.
The sand in the hourglass kept falling.
Lin Shuang spent two Pomodoros, taking a break in between, before finally narrowing her study scope down to two techniques.
《Bu Ru Gui Qu Jian》, Earth Tier.
[Created by this old man during his travels, because he encountered a group of evil cultivators who couldn’t defeat me but kept disturbing my cultivation daily, causing endless annoyance, so I created this sword technique myself.
When attacked, the sword technique will automatically activate and reflect the attack.
It can reflect up to half, but not exceeding the attacker’s own cultivation level.]
This was attack reflection!
Although it could only reflect half, Lin Shuang was thrilled.
It could both defend and attack! Preventing blood loss!
Combined with the Water Spirit Sword, she would be a pentagon warrior.
There was another technique Lin Shuang named ‘Would You Mind If I Take Some,’ Human Tier《Di Shui Cheng He Jue》.
[Discovered by a foolish junior brother during sparring.]
[During combat, it steals the opponent’s attacking techniques’ spiritual energy to strengthen oneself, without the opponent noticing.]
Ah, Lin Shuang made a conflicted expression.
Both were precious!
One was attack reflection—you didn’t expect to kill yourself, did you?
The other was ‘Would you mind if I take some, dear brother?’—a tea master.
She liked them both so much.
“No, if I waste more time, I won’t master either of them.”
It was almost evening, and Lin Shuang forced herself to calm down. She had already spent too much time hesitating over the choice of techniques.
After much deliberation, she decided to respect the teaching resources of Qing Shui Sect.
Heaven, Earth, and Man.
Earth-tier techniques were rated higher than Human-tier ones, clearly rarer and more powerful.
She decided to memorize the Earth-tier《Bu Ru Gui Qu Jian》, and copied the Human-tier《Di Shui Cheng He Jue》onto her palm.
“The current Dantian in charge today is No. 6.”
No. 6 immediately activated and began cultivating the《Bu Ru Gui Qu》technique.
After one Pomodoro, she relaxed by reading a storybook, then started her second round of cultivation.
“Alright, this Mountain Sea Thirteen Slash!”
Meng Zi also made his choice.
Lin Shuang looked interested, “What kind of power does it have?”
“The most powerful kind—” Meng Zi grinned.
Huangpu Yuan’s light laughter came from behind the alchemy furnace, “Thirteen Slash, the highest-priced Earth-tier blade technique, worth eight thousand five hundred spirit stones.”
“Hehe.” Meng Zi rubbed his hands together.
Lin Shuang: “…”
She closed her eyes, unable to bear watching.
“What about you, Senior Brother Huangpu?” Meng Zi shouldered his blade and came over to his alchemy furnace, “How much is the pill you’re learning worth?”
Huangpu Yuan smiled, “This is the Poison Camphor Pill, fifty spirit stones per pill.”
Not valuable.
Meng Zi turned away decisively.
After spending eight thousand five hundred spirit stones, he was already getting carried away.
Lin Shuang sat on the bed, cross-legged with her eyes closed.
The talisman lion dog beside her pillow immediately beeped, “Five breaths later, this Pomodoro:《Bu Ru Gui Qu Jian》second layer cultivation will begin.”
Meng Zi almost slipped on the floor, his eyes wide.
What? She had already reached the second layer? How fast was that?
He hadn’t even started memorizing the technique yet!
Huangpu Yuan’s action of casually throwing herbs into the alchemy furnace also paused.
Then the furnace rumbled and exploded, emitting thick black smoke.
“You’re lying, right? Lin Shuang? Huh? You can’t cultivate that fast?”
Meng Zi couldn’t understand.
If that were the case, why did Xiao Bai leave?
Why hadn’t she entered the inner sect in ten years?
But as soon as he spoke, he triggered the automatic reply setting of the talisman lion dog Xiao Ai.
“Hello, Lin Shuang is currently in a cultivation session and cannot reply. It is expected to finish in one incense stick time. Please wait.”
“There are currently 0 people waiting to communicate.”
With a slap, the lion dog talisman spat a yellow paper at Meng Zi’s face.
—Waiting line, No. 1.
Meng Zi: “!”
Huangpu Yuan’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and another rumble came from the alchemy furnace.
But soon, he chuckled, “Senior Sister Lin usually cultivates very diligently.”
Meng Zi frowned his blade eyebrows.
That’s right.
“But… this shouldn’t be. Xiao Bai was clearly affected by her lack of diligence in cultivation before, and she’s always been slow at cultivating, right?”
He couldn’t understand.
But with a slap, the lion dog talisman was activated again.
“Detected keywords: cultivation, slow, not diligent.”
“Would you like to consult: 1. Solutions for slow cultivation progress; 2. How to change if not cultivating diligently; 3. Are there any methods to break through quickly even without being diligent in cultivation…?”
Meng Zi: “!”
Huangpu Yuan, who had been awkwardly throwing the third batch of herbs into the furnace, paused and looked over with interest.
Generally, response talismans were only first-tier.
They were pre-prepared Q&A by the creator.
“Three, are there any methods to break through quickly even without being diligent in cultivation?” Meng Zi’s peach blossom eyes sparkled.
The lion dog talisman, made of folded paper eyes, flashed a series of talisman patterns.
“Beep, question three is VIP content.”
“?”
Both Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan were puzzled.
But the lion dog talisman moved forward with a clack-clack sound, its paper feet taking two steps.
“Verifying VIP identity…”
“Beep, VIP identity verification failed, spiritual energy mismatch. Not Zhao Keran’s younger sister VIP III level permission, not Bai Yu’s younger sister VIP I level permission.”
“Sorry. Please make some emotional top-ups before consulting.”
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan were both stunned.
Bai Yu’s younger sister?
“Wait, are you talking about Bai Yu?” Meng Zi widened his eyes.
Huangpu Yuan’s temple twitched, “How to make emotional top-ups to become… a scolded one?”
“Beep, for emotional top-ups, you can talk to Lin Shuang daily at the Chen hour, for example, giving her small gifts, discussing how to improve work efficiency…”
“You can also have meals together, or accompany her as travel buddies on her weekend outings.”
“Of course, you can also sweat and burn fat together～～～”
Huangpu Yuan and Meng Zi froze.
Just as they were about to speak, the lion dog talisman cutely opened its mouth again.
“Would you like to consult question one or two now?”
“Xiao Ai will now go into hibernation, 3, 2…”
“Question one!” Meng Zi exclaimed, his eyes wide. “How to avoid being scolded—no, how to solve the problem of slow cultivation!”
The Shih Tzu talisman was slow to respond this time before finally speaking.
“Question one, the answer is as follows—”
“Beep, you have been connected to Xiao Qi’s communication stone. He has mastered some methods for rapid learning.”
Meng Zi: “?”
Huangpu Yuan: “…?”
Who is Xiao Qi?
“Hey? Is this Senior Apprentice Lin Shuang? You finally have time for our fat-burning workout! I’ll borrow a sword from the neighboring apprentice and come right away!”
A voice both refined and expensive-sounding, yet seemingly belonging to someone too poor to afford his own flying sword.
“Hey, Senior Apprentice, don’t leave yet! Lend me your sword to pawn at Qing Shui Sect—”
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan listened to this voice with their eyebrows twitching.
A prodigy disciple from Shanhai Sect’s outer court, obsessed with swords to the point of madness, destined to step into the Divine Soul Formation within a century?
“Let me tell you, Senior Apprentice Lin, I’ve already cultivated the Vajra Sutra to the fourth layer, and it only took me less than five days. Isn’t this pretty fast, hahaha.”
What?
The Vajra Sutra, primarily defensive, breaking through to the fourth level in less than five days?
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan exchanged glances and simultaneously turned their eyes toward the Shih Tzu multifunctional ‘talisman’ connected to the communication stone.
“Xiao Qi, this is Meng Zi from Qing Shui Sect’s inner court.”
“Lin Shuang is cultivating. Xiao Ai told me to… cough, ask you why you cultivate so fast?”
“?”
Half a teacup later, after understanding the reason, Xiao Qi, holding the communication stone, was stunned.
He thought reaching the fifth layer of the Vajra Sutra was already very fast.
Never did he expect Senior Apprentice Lin would be so quick she’d already entered the inner court!
And an incense stick later, after digesting the shock, Xiao Qi reciprocated the favor: “Senior Brothers Meng and Huangpu, since you asked me through Senior Apprentice Lin’s Xiao Ai—”
“I’ll mercifully tell you.”
“Do you know about the Learning Pyramid and the Kung Fu Memory Curve?”
“???”
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan fell into silence too.
*
[The 1222nd Floor Wanjuan Library: 294 viewers in the projection.]
[I’m here, junior apprentices! Which one is Lin Shuang from the outer court?]
[There’s only one female apprentice, wearing the outer court’s green robe, sitting on the bed cultivating. You haven’t even looked and already called out? Too much spirit stone?]
[Wow, I didn’t expect the little junior apprentice to be so delicate-looking yet so bold, coming alone into our inner court!]
Zhao Keran and others on duty in the resting cave dwelling looked in surprise at the trial projection before them.
Sure enough, after a series of operations by the pink-robed senior apprentice, many water-like characters floated in the projection.
These characters moved quickly and densely, but none could obscure the faces and figures of Lin Shuang and her companions currently in the trial.
The three elite outer court apprentices were greatly impressed.
Zhao Keran’s round face flushed red. “294 disciples are all paying attention to Senior Sister!”
Senior Sister is amazing.
Zhao Keran kept her eyes glued to reading the characters while keeping an eye on Lin Shuang’s situation in the projection.
[This junior apprentice’s luck ends here. They’re unlucky to have entered the Wanjuan Library.]
Zhao Keran frowned as she watched.
[Has this senior brother been there before? What’s special about the Wanjuan Library.]
[Well, there▉▉…]
[?]
[#Gongan Shanren# has been muted for an incense stick.]
[Zhenchuan Room Manager 1: Warning, any disciple revealing trial tips in the projection text will be fined 500 spirit stones and muted for self-reflection.]
[!]
[!!]
Zhao Keran: “!”
She turned her head to look at the pink-robed senior apprentice beside her holding the jade slip.
Sure enough, after a series of swift operations by the pink-robed senior apprentice, she seriously looked toward the four outer court apprentices. “Did you see that? That’s how we manage the comments on these projections.”
The pink-robed woman sneered, “There are always such chatty fools every year, tsk.”
“The punishment is automatically triggered by the Zhenchuan Management Jade Slip.”
“If you see anything, just write the room management words in the projection to reiterate the severity of the punishment, so others won’t make the same mistake.”
Zhao Keran and the others quickly took notes.
After saying that, the pink-robed woman threw the management jade slip to Zhao Keran.
She looked up at Lin Shuang in the projection, expressionless, shaking her head slightly.
“Indeed, she’s quite… bold.”
But as she was about to get up to sell houses, a muffled voice came from the projection array.
“I’ll mercifully tell you.”
“Do you know about the Learning Pyramid and the Kung Fu Memory Curve?”
The pink-robed woman was startled and looked up with a curious expression.
She had never heard of these before.
What kind of Kung Fu were these?
She stopped and quietly perked up her ears.
Soon, the projection stone transmitted the subsequent explanation from Xiao Qi of Shanhai Sect.
“The Learning Pyramid is bzzt—boom… wow… boom…”
“The Kung Fu Memory Curve bang—clap-clap—wow…”
Zhao Keran and Zhou Xuanwu opened their mouths, instinctively touching their ears.
What was this?
At the critical parts, there were only screeching ocean waves and thunderous winds!
A flash of surprise flickered in the pink-robed woman’s eyes.
The text in the projection also quickly reached a small climax.
[What the heck? Did anyone hear clearly?]
[You find a wow and say ‘pili pala’ to it? That’s the Learning Pyramid???]
[This is Zhenchuan’s protection for Kung Fu techniques. Don’t be surprised! It seems the Learning Pyramid is at least a first-tier heart method.]
[Oh, I see.]
[Oh, it’s just Zhenchuan’s ear-protection barrier. Never mind then.]
Zhao Keran’s mouth opened in astonishment.
Zhou, who had studied, Xuanwu, widened his eyes.
The Learning Pyramid was judged by Zhenchuan as a first-tier heart method?
So the projection automatically blocked it so other disciples couldn’t easily hear.
“No wonder Senior Sister is amazing.”
Zhao Keran’s face flushed with excitement.
“The Pyramid is even free content, no VIP lock at all.”
“…”
*
Inside the projection array.
After the shocking silence, Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan each looked at their own cauldron and knife.
The Learning Pyramid, find an object and teach it the Kung Fu?
Huangpu Yuan silently looked at his cauldron, which had exploded three times.
He gently stroked it with his index finger.
“Cauldron, it’s time for you to learn how to refine pills by yourself.”
“…The Kung Fu Memory Curve…”
Meng Zi pressed his sword.
The previous multi-track cultivation, high heart rate cultivation…
Lying on the cot, Lin Shuang had just completed another Pomodoro session of cultivation. She stretched and opened her eyes.
“Ah, I should rest now. Read a storybook for one Pomodoro, take a nap for another Pomodoro, and then do the final cultivation of the second stage.”
Meng Zi: “!”
She really learned that fast!
Xiao Bai, he didn’t understand.
He thought of those wooden tablets he had thrown in front of Senior Apprentice Zhao Keran before… He felt his head was about to explode.
Xiao Bai, he wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight, could he?
Huangpu Yuan’s face remained impassive as he used his long index and middle fingers to pick up a dark medicinal herb and toss it into the cauldron.
Apparently, he was also about to complete this stage of Dan’s learning.
In front of the projection array, Zhao Keran and the three outer court apprentices were doing chores while occasionally glancing at Lin Shuang.
They couldn’t see the Kung Fu characters on the wall, but they were still enthusiastic.
“Senior Sister is about to complete the second stage of cultivation.”
“Senior Brother Meng is also about to complete the first stage.”
“Senior Brother Huangpu… um, it seems he has also mastered a first-stage elixir?”
Zhao Keran didn’t expect Senior Brother Huangpu’s alchemy skills to be so poor that he had exploded the cauldron three or four times in just half a day.
But at least now he was about to succeed.
“They’ll soon break through, right? No wonder Senior Sister is amazing.”
Zhao Keran was delighted, wiping the table much faster.
But the pink-robed woman behind the counter beside her gave a cold laugh, “You’re underestimating the inner court trial too much.”
Zhao Keran was about to argue, but the next moment, the projection stone suddenly shifted.
The moon rose and the sun set, dusk fell, and everything in the library—the water basin, bookshelves, rice paper, ink marks on the walls—all disappeared.
Zhao Keran, looking at the projection stone, was greatly alarmed.
But soon she was relieved, “It’s okay, Senior Sister must have memorized it—”
But in an instant, Meng Zi’s doubtful voice rose from the projection stone.
“Hey, where could this place hide ten thousand scrolls of books?”
Zhao Keran’s action of brewing spirit tea paused.
This question sounded so familiar?
The spiritual mist in the projection dissipated.
The sky brightened again.
There was Lin Shuang, opening her eyes on the cot in the inner room of the book sea cottage.
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan stood in the outer room, each opening their eyes.
“Quick, look at the wall!” Meng Zi rushed to the bookshelf wall where ink marks had reappeared.
Everything seemed to be repeating just now!
“There are words on the rice paper on the desk too.”
“…Also behind the bed…”
“You can’t reselect the Kung Fu. You go first.”
“The Ancient Blood Slaughtering Array—” Huangpu Yuan took the scroll again, his phoenix eyes flashing as he walked to Lin Shuang.
“Xiao Ai, what are the shortcomings in my Kung Fu…”
In the projection, Lin Shuang lowered her head to ask the Shih Tzu talisman.
Zhao Keran was stunned, and the pink-robed woman shook her head in sigh.
[The 1222nd Floor: Read Ten Thousand Books]
The two small rooms again echoed with the amiable old man’s voice.
[I read ten thousand books in the mist, yet I still rise as a white-collared scholar.]
[This trial: Any disciple who memorizes the Kung Fu without missing a single word and cultivates it to the second level will pass.]
I read in the mist, yet I still rise as a white-collared scholar…
Zhao Keran was in a daze.
The pink-robed woman, hands behind her back, looked up at the projection.
“When night falls in the Wanjuan Library, everyone will immediately forget everything that happened here.”
Everything in the cottage was the same as when they first entered.
The books that had been flipped were returned to their original positions, the burned candles were restored.
Even the creases in the three people’s clothes were cleansed with the Dust Removal Technique.
All the copied Kung Fu writings returned to their original positions in an instant, the characters disappearing one by one.
When they woke up again, they had already forgotten everything, as if they had just entered, unaware of their repetitive actions.
“Trying to deduce the questions through the trial names in the Red List.”
“You’re underestimating Zhenchuan too much!”
The pink-robed woman shook her head.
In an instant, several projections floated in front of her.
[The 1222nd Floor: Chen Xichuan…, Day 124, currently in trial.]
[The 1222nd Floor: Zhou Ming…, Day 295, currently in trial.]
[The 1222nd Floor: Bao Wenlin…, Day 93, currently in trial…]
Several disciples were stuck there, going around in circles.
Entering, discussing, selecting Kung Fu, cultivating, forgetting, repeating… just like Lin Shuang and the three others.
Zhao Keran looked up, her eyes involuntarily heavy.
How to break through this?
The “Fastest Learning” icon memory wouldn’t work, as they would still forget in the room;
The thirty small notes suggestions also wouldn’t work, as the ink marks all disappeared.
…
No way out?
Zhao Keran looked at the disciples’ confused expressions in the projection, her heart involuntarily solemn.
This is the inner court trial?
Could Senior Sister also not pass?
“No, Senior Sister definitely can.”
Zhao Keran looked at the projection, her expression unusually determined.
“Although I don’t know how to pass the trial, I know Senior Sister definitely can.”
Fastest Learning!
“Senior Sister must be able to learn the Kung Fu before nightfall, so she won’t forget!”
Zhao Keran had confidence in Senior Sister’s learning speed.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Shuang in the projection already walking to the white wall filled with Kung Fu characters.
“Hmm, first I need to analyze which sword technique I should choose.”
An incense stick later, she walked to the bookshelf again.
This analysis took her two hours.
During this time, she interspersed her other schedule arrangements as before, closing her eyes to listen to music, reading novels for a nap, applying face masks, tidying her hairstyle…
Until the sunset outside the house, she finally had a gleam in her eyes and began to copy the Kung Fu.
“Trouble, it’s already this time.”
Lin Shuang looked at the sunset outside the window, tensed for a moment, but soon relaxed.
“No problem, preparation in advance is worth any effort spent.”
“It’s more efficient than wasting time correcting mistakes later.”
“Besides, I’m probably inside the Zhenchuan Time Array now, so it’s not really wasting a lot of real time.”
Zhao Keran’s confident expression stiffened instantly as she watched the projection stone.
Senior Sister’s Dao heart was too firm!
Her way of thinking—just like always!
The ‘next day’ she sat on the cot to cultivate, again like the ‘previous day’ in the evening, not even a bit earlier!
This is bad.
Zhao Keran became nervous.
In the projection, Meng Zi in the same room, as the day before, a little later than Lin Shuang, raised his arm and shouted, “It’s this Shanhai Thirteen Style, I’ve made my choice!”
“Hehe, the most expensive Grade D Kung Fu.” Huangpu Yun smiled, holding a book on poison elixirs.
The three were simply replicas of yesterday.
Their Dao hearts were as hard as steel!
Zhao Keran fell silent.
In the resting courtyard, the pink-robed woman, checking the cave dwelling sales, felt rare pleasure.
“When she fails and comes back, Xiao Zhao, you bring her here to buy cave dwelling number 800!”
But as soon as she finished speaking, a doubtful voice from Lin Shuang overflowed from the projection.
“Hmm?”
“Wrong?”
“Not quite right, have I already spent a day here?”
What?!
The pink-robed woman’s eyes widened, quickly turning her head.
Impossible… how could a disciple notice!
There was still a Spirit Gathering Array in the library.
The disciple’s spiritual energy recovery speed was extremely fast, so they should never realize the passage of time in the library!
But as she turned, she saw Lin Shuang in the projection doubtfully touching her abdomen.
“Today is the sixth shift, it’s been two months since last time.”
“But why is the sixth shift so sluggish today, moving so slowly? Hmm, do you want to strike? How could you, Sixth, have such a bad work attitude!”
Pink-robed woman: “?”
“Wait, is it the sixth that’s abnormal, or am I?”
“Didn’t the sixth shift yesterday, or maybe today, already have a duplicate shift?”
Lin Shuang’s unhappy voice in the projection immediately sounded.
“Did someone steal a day of my time?!”
The pink-robed woman almost dropped her jade slip, standing up instantly, “What is this Sixth?!”
It was… the sixth dantian!
Zhao Keran beside her tightly covered her mouth.
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Senior apprentice sister’s more than 80 dantians take turns to keep watch every day.
Every day they shine brightly, continuously and endlessly.
If the same dantian is used for two consecutive days, although its spiritual energy remains, it becomes mentally exhausted!
Senior apprentice sister sensed something unusual as soon as she began cultivating.
Zhao Ke took a step back, looking at the projection with a glowing red face.
“It turns out senior apprentice sister had already told me the method to pass the inner sect’s 1,200 layers of trials long ago.”
The pink-robed girl: “…???”
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