In the study room, Lin Shuang was puzzled.
The observing disciples felt even more confused.
[How did she discover it! When I passed through twenty years ago, I had no clue at all…]
[Same here. Back then, I spent 195 days inside this study room, repeating the same day every time, waking up to nothing, yet I couldn’t break free or detect anything abnormal.]
[Is she using some kind of spiritual treasure as an outer sect disciple?]
Lin Shuang’s spiritual treasure was herself.
Inside the projection formation, she had no idea that she had triggered shockwaves among the seniors watching her.
She simply repeated the previous day’s routine.
She still chose to cultivate the “Sword of Returning Home.”
But on the sixth day of her dantian shift, she felt an unusual fatigue she hadn’t experienced in months.
She quickly snapped out of her meditation.
“This double soreness, like doing abdominal exercises yesterday and again today…”
“How could this happen?”
Lin Shuang currently had ninety-seven dantians inside her, peacefully coexisting and taking turns.
Therefore, it shouldn’t be like this—how could Number 6 be so drained so easily?
After her initial confusion, Lin Shuang first suspected a problem with her dantians.
She immediately switched to Dantian Number 7 and found that the fatigue vanished.
Number 7 was full of energy and spiritual power.
But Number 6’s energy and motivation were clearly depleted.
Something was wrong.
“If I haven’t had my memory erased by someone, then maybe I remembered incorrectly?”
This was extremely important—it would affect her subsequent dantian shift schedule!
Frowning, Lin Shuang opened her diary scroll.
Luckily, she had prepared in advance and recorded everything.
[December 22nd]
[Entered Zhenchuan
…
4 entered, I died (Dantian 5 was drained to 20%, too exhausted, fell asleep early)
5 entered the Ten Thousand Volume Study Layer, to be continued
…]
“!”
Lin Shuang frowned. The Ten Thousand Volume Study Layer definitely rotated to Dantian Number 6.
That was correct.
Originally, there was nothing much to do as an outer sect disciple—just one dantian per day.
But after arriving in Zhenchuan, she had been heavily drained.
Each task required a new dantian.
Now it was Number 6’s turn.
The diary matched her memory.
Dantians never lied.
Therefore, there was only one explanation for Dantian Number 6’s fatigue.
Lin Shuang lifted her head, her glowing gaze as if piercing through the thick walls of the study room—
“Someone stole my memory and altered my diary?”
[!]
[Senior junior is so sharp!]
[She discovered the truth, and she’s so certain, not wavering at all in her guess.]
[So, does anyone know what she means by ‘Dantian Number 6 feeling drained’? ‘Number 6’s vigor is exhausted’?]
[Hmm? I heard ‘Number 6’s pipa.’]
[Number 6 snoring??]
A group of senior disciples secretly watching the projection screen finally couldn’t help but speak up, shocked by Lin Shuang’s deduction.
Soon after, the Zhenchuan trial’s sound-dampening trick silenced them again, leaving them frustrated.
[Looks like this is crucial information. Zhenchuan believes that once revealed, disciples will pass too easily.]
[Her questioning gaze beyond the projection feels like she’s staring directly at me—I actually feel a bit scared.]
[Same here.]
The senior sister’s gaze is sharp!
Zhao Keran had fallen in love with this “property manager” job. Watching the seniors speak, she felt unusually proud.
“Senior auntie, Senior Sister will soon pass the trial, right?”
“This round of the second day’s cycle in the study room should still have two hours left. There’s still time.”
Zhao Keran thought so, but soon noticed that the pink-robed senior’s expression wasn’t relaxed at all. Instead, she was gazing at the projection with increasing seriousness.
Zhao Keran turned her head and involuntarily held her breath.
On the projection screen, Lin Shuang inside the formation had risen from her bed and was walking toward Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan, who were respectively practicing swordsmanship and refining pills in the outer room.
[She’s going to wake them up!]
[So immersive! Even I, a high-level Ningyuan cultivator, feel extremely tense. They’re about to break through, right?]
[Excited. A hundred years ago, if someone had awakened me in this study room—the “Sea of Bitterness”—I would have been saved!]
But in an instant, when Lin Shuang reached the middle of the two rooms and was about to pass through the mountain-sea screen separating them, the screen suddenly came alive!
Lofty mountains stretched endlessly, clouds and mist drifting, water flowing.
Lin Shuang took a step forward, as if blocked by towering mountains.
Outside, Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan stood facing her, yet they seemed not to see her at all.
Lin Shuang’s eyes flickered. She stopped, cautiously reaching out.
But it felt like touching a high stone wall—she couldn’t move an inch.
Her hand clenched into a fist in midair.
“Huangpu—”
Lin Shuang opened her lips, but after moving her mouth a bit, no sound came out.
She frowned and tried again.
“Meng…”
As if muted, she couldn’t call out.
Outside, Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan stood only three or four steps away from her, yet it felt like the distance between mountain foot and peak.
She remained expressionless, staring at the mountain-sea screen before her, where ink characters appeared.
—Read ten thousand scrolls
—Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing.
—This room’s restriction: You can never awaken someone who reads too little.
Lin Shuang’s eyebrow twitched.
[This screen is actually painted with the ‘Ten Thousand Mountains and Rivers’ ink! It can separate two areas as if they were miles apart!]
[Is this really a thousand-two-hundred-layer difficulty?]
[Thinking back, I was really lucky choosing an easy cultivation method in the study room back then.]
The commenting disciples were all rooting for Lin Shuang.
Behind the property management jade table in the resting cave dwelling, Zhao Keran was watching with some frustration.
The pink-robed woman glanced at her,
“In Zhenchuan, teams of three must cooperate, but individual abilities are also tested. No one can sneak through.”
“Could you rely on others in the outer sect?”
Zhao Keran pursed her lips.
But the tea cup in the pink-robed woman’s hand trembled slightly with spiritual tea.
Unseen by Zhao Keran, a hidden mark appeared.
[Disciple triggered the study room treasure: Ten Thousand Mountains and Rivers Screen.]
[Difficulty increased. If the disciple passes this trial, time is halved, rewards doubled.]
[Triggering disciple Lin Shuang, if she advances to Lianshen, will gain an additional chance to re-enter the Ten Thousand Volume Study Room.]
The pink-robed woman forced herself to stay calm before setting down the spiritual tea.
How long had it been since such a reward had appeared?
Lin Shuang, outer sect, Huagqi.
She gazed at Lin Shuang’s figure in the projection, unable to hide her admiration.
But soon, looking at Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan, she shook her head.
“Night will soon fall, and it’s time for forgetting again.”
“They’ll fall into the same dilemma. Even if she knows the truth, it’ll be useless.”
Zhao Keran also felt helpless.
But just as she finished speaking, the pink-robed woman’s eyes suddenly froze.
From the projection came a familiar Q&A.
“What’s the penalty for being scolded?”
[!]
“Is this question one or two… about slow cultivation?”
Everything was like before. Meng Zi seemed to see Lin Shuang’s rapid cultivation yesterday, triggering his doubts.
The talisman Xiao Ai automatically replied.
“Beep, Xiao Ai has connected you to Xiao Qi of Shanhai Sect through the transmission stone. He has partially mastered the fast-learning method—”
[Wow!]
[I completely forgot about their ‘yesterday’ incident!]
[LOL, the looping Meng Zi still asks the same question! Shanhai Sect disciple, that transmission is great!]
[Ten Thousand Mountains and Rivers Formation can block Lin Shuang in the same room, but can it block Shanhai Sect’s answer?]
[The solution is near!]
[Quick quick quick, Shanhai Sect’s outer sect disciple Xiao Qi, tell them they asked the same question yesterday!]
Xiao Qi of Shanhai Sect wasn’t like the three—he was awake!
And he was far outside the Zhenchuan trial!
“Truly impressive, Senior Sister.”
Outside the projection formation, Zhao Keran was stunned. “So Senior Sister taught us how to solve the trial long ago, and even provided more than one solution!”
“Maintaining contact with friends, keeping daily records, setting up quick contacts for automatic replies.”
“Second solution for this level, Senior Sister wrote it in ‘Fast Learning’ long ago!”
“…”
The pink-robed woman’s lips twitched.
“Heh.”
A heavy sarcasm.
In an instant, Xiao Qi’s reply inside the projection dealt Zhao Keran a heavy blow.
“Ah? Senior Brother Meng, Senior Brother Huangpu? Didn’t you two—”
In the projection, Huangpu Yuan and Meng Zi both wore puzzled expressions.
But soon a sharp buzzing sound covered Xiao Qi’s strange question.
“Zhenchuan spiritual energy unstable, please wait—”
“Automatic transmission repair in progress…”
After a pause of four or five breaths, a cheerful, refined voice finally came through.
“Hello? Junior Sister Lin? You finally have time for our fat-burning workout!”
“Hey, Junior Sister, don’t go yet! Lend me your sword to pawn at Qingshui Sect—”
Today’s Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan listened, their eyebrows twitching just like yesterday.
“I told you, Junior Sister, I’ve already cultivated the Diamond Decree to…”
[Has the Shanhai disciple also been affected?]
[No, the Zhenchuan tower is cunning and treacherous, blocking his real message and replicating his ‘yesterday’ response!]
[…]
All the projection texts were filled with helplessness.
This was the helplessness disciples faced during trials.
Everything was decided by the examiners.
Zhao Keran angrily sat down, wiping all the jade tablets in front of her cave dwelling with extraordinary force.
The pink-robed woman pressed her forehead.
After a long time, another hidden mark appeared on her property manager jade tablet.
[Disciple triggered the study room treasure two: Replication Mirror.]
[Difficulty increased. If the disciple passes this trial, time is halved, rewards doubled.]
[Triggering disciple Lin Shuang, when she advances to Lianshen, will gain an additional chance to re-enter the Ten Thousand Volume Study Room.]
The pink-robed woman: “…
Again!
[Huangpu Yuan and Meng Zi, having been blocked twice, if they can spontaneously detect the study room illusion and break the cycle, will also gain an additional chance to enter the Ten Thousand Volume Study Room.]
How was that possible?
Did they think the Replication Mirror and Cloudy Mist were just low-level spiritual treasures that could be easily escaped?
In the past hundred years, very few disciples had detected abnormalities.
This trial didn’t test a disciple’s ability to escape a cycle—it tested their insight into their own strengths and weaknesses!
Only by choosing a suitable cultivation method could one achieve enlightenment before sunset and leave the mist of the Ten Thousand Volume Study Room.
[Ten Thousand Volume Study Room, Wu Xing… opens on Day 173.]
[Ten Thousand Volume Study Room Two, Chen Mu… Day 321…]
[Ten Thousand Volume Study Room Eighteen, Yun He… Day 192…]
Several disciples’ projections floated in different predicaments inside the study room.
“All are attachments.”
The pink-robed woman shook her head.
“Dantians and spiritual awareness vary from person to person. Cultivation methods are like cave dwellings—greed for the highest is useless. Only what suits you matters.”
Zhao Keran wanted to speak but held back.
“This Meng Zi is so foolish, insisting on choosing the most expensive sword method, how can he learn it before sunset?”
“Huangpu Yuan is even more absurd, not even a first-tier pill refiner, exploding the furnace three times, not knowing to switch methods!”
“Laughable! Ignoring themselves, chasing temptation—how can they pass?”
The pink-robed woman scolded with a stern face.
Thinking about how the three had rejected her eight hundred cave dwellings, she ranted even harder.
You should live in a cave dwelling matching your abilities!
Picky and unrealistic, in the mist of the study room, they would sink daily into a cycle of failing to reach the second level of cultivation.
“No.”
Zhao Keran’s lips moved, staring at Lin Shuang’s cross-legged figure in the projection with wide eyes.
The pink-robed woman paused, shaking her head.
“Even if she masters some pyramid method, if the other two forget, the cycle will restart anyway.”
[“Ah, look at Meng Zi—he seems to have noticed something!”]
[“Huh? Senior Brother Huangpu also seems to—”]
The pink-robed woman: “???”
She immediately turned to look at Zhao Keran, who also looked confused.
Instantly, she activated the jade tablet, rewinding Lin Shuang’s trio’s projection!
In the projection, the mountain-sea screen that had blocked Lin Shuang’s steps seemed an insurmountable predicament, like a heavy mountain pressing on one’s chest.
At this moment, in the outer room, on the two beds, Huangpu Yuan and Meng Zi were still pondering the learning pyramid mentioned in Xiao Qi’s transmission just now.
They had no idea they had already tried it once.
They still felt somewhat doubtful.
“Village Chief,” Meng Zi took out the totem figurine carved in his bosom, “you’ve never seen this, right? This is the ‘Thirteen Mountains Sword Method.'”
[You already showed him this! Wake up!]
The projection comments were anxious.
But Meng Zi smiled, seemingly unaware, placing the statue on the table and then opening the cultivation manual.
“The first layer, the sword is like my body.”
When Meng Zi got to this line, he grinned, “Village Chief, I’ve never told you about this method before, right? This method is worth eight thousand spirit stones!”
[You told him already! Help!]
Zhao Keran also followed the projection comments, muttering in her heart.
She wished she could rush into Zhenchuan, but saw Meng Zi’s smug smile in the projection suddenly freeze.
“I’ve never obtained such a valuable cultivation method before—huh?”
He suddenly lowered his head, his joyful expression turning doubtful. He flipped through the sword manual again, then picked it up.
“Eight thousand spirit stones—could this be fake?”
[?]
[??]
Today’s Meng Zi touched his chest, frowning.
“This doesn’t feel right. Touching an eight-thousand-stone cultivation method, why don’t I feel happy like I imagined? This is my first time obtaining it. Normally, I should be ecstatic!”
[!]
[!!]
Another discontented voice soon echoed in the study room, “This doesn’t make sense. Why do I feel repulsed by this pill manual, sensing a faint smell of burning?”
Huangpu Yuan sat cross-legged, narrowing his phoenix eyes at the《Toxic Camphor Pill Method》in his hand.
[!]
[!!]
[Sharp spiritual awareness, sensing danger? He exploded the furnace three times yesterday. If he tries again today, he might explode again.]
[It is said that a strong spiritual awareness can trigger warnings within the Shihai (Spiritual Sea)?]
[Looks like before his cultivation dropped, he was indeed a rare prodigy!]
In the projection, Lin Shuang had already opened her eyes from the bed, seemingly sensing their anomaly.
She stood up and approached.
This time, there was no longer the Ten Thousand Mountains and Rivers Screen blocking her.
Smiling, she looked at them, “You noticed too?”
Meng Zi and Huangpu Yuan both looked doubtful, gazing at her and rising solemnly.
“We seem to have lost a memory.”
“It seems we’ve been repeatedly trapped here.”
In an instant, the mist in the study room seemed to dissipate.
The three gazed like swords, sharply looking toward the projection.
[…Amazing.]
[While the other third-layer cultivators are still locked in a stalemate, these three have already broken through the deadlock!]
[In a hundred years, probably no more than five people have been able to perceive anomalies within the Study.]
[These three will surely not be ordinary individuals in the future!]
An elderly voice suddenly rang out inside the Study.
“Congratulations. You have pierced through illusions and seen your true selves.”
“I’ve read thousands of books in the mist, yet I still rise as a mere novice.”
“You three have doubled your rewards, halved your duration, and all gained eligibility to re-enter the Myriad Scroll Study! After breaking through the barrier, you may proceed to the Resting Pavilion to check your rewards!”
Inside the Resting Pavilion.
Zhao Keran’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the projection, instantly scanning through all the jade tablets in the pavilion.
She immediately pulled out “The Fastest Learning” and flipped through the pages.
Looking down intently.
“So the additional answer to this question was hidden in the book my senior sister gave me—”
Pink-robed junior master: “…………”
Why didn’t she believe it? “Is this also written here?”
“Yes, in the ‘Friendship Chapter’ of The Fastest Learning: Choose friends carefully, for friends can help you walk the right path and avoid straying into crossroads.”
“My senior sister encountered a good friend.”
“!”
*
The Study challenge continued.
Lin Shuang closed her eyes briefly before reopening them, fully activating her Fire-Eyed King Monkey cultivation technique.
Soon her eyes turned blood-red, almost shedding tears.
“There’s no array, talisman, or related spiritual energy fluctuation on the bed.”
Yet as she spoke, she still took a step back, and behind her, Meng Zi’s thunder blade slashed past her side.
In an instant, the canopy bed was split into four.
Meng Zi sheathed his blade, “You rested on that bed yesterday because of that tomato clock thing. It’s safer to destroy it.”
With that, he poured the tea table’s contents and the spiritual water from the basin out the window.
“I probably drank tea yesterday too.”
Huangpu Yuan cradled a silver-threaded handwarmer, wandering in front of the bookshelves, his phoenix eyes inspecting everything, “I’ve handled three types of spiritual treasures capable of making cultivators forget their memories at Rongbaozhai.”
“Delusion Smoke Incense, Zhuangzi’s Dream Talisman, and Mengpo Water.”
As he spoke, he continued searching the bookshelves.
Meng Zi nodded, “The incense burner’s already thrown outside.” As he spoke, he eyed the silver-threaded handwarmer Huangpu Yuan held, clearly wanting to throw that out too.
Huangpu Yuan: “…This is worth fifty thousand spirit stones.”
Meng Zi, shouldering his blade, turned his head away.
“Ah, truly a fine furnace indeed.”
“If Senior Huangpu ever no longer wants it, you can consider giving it to me…”
Huangpu Yuan lightly coughed, flipping through and closing book after book, inspecting each one carefully.
Lin Shuang’s eyes flickered, “How long can a cultivator forget for when affected by these?”
After her original body’s death, she had transmigrated here, unable to remember any of her past.
“Junior sister needn’t worry. At most three days. If you don’t stay immersed for long, there won’t be lasting effects.”
Then there was no problem.
Lin Shuang simply sat down with an “Oh.”
But soon blinked, “If we still haven’t found a way to break the forgetting tonight, everything will restart soon.”
We must consider backup plans for what comes next.
“If tomorrow comes again, shall we switch to a simpler cultivation method?”
Lin Shuang suggested, then froze.
The Counterattack Sword Method was truly tempting; she was reluctant to give it up.
“Uh, the Thirteen Slash techniques… uh,” Meng Zi’s face showed pain, worth eight thousand spirit stones, he gave up, “The Thirteen Slash techniques are actually quite simple?”
Huangpu Yuan held a pill technique in his hand, staring at the “First Tier” inscription, lost in silence.
The first-tier elixir recipe was indeed very simple.
The three hesitated, none willing to abandon their beloved techniques.
After a brief daze, moonlight like white silk gradually enveloped the Study outside the window.
In an instant, they were swallowed again by darkness.
[It’s beginning!]
[Destroy everything in the room today, and if we haven’t forgotten tomorrow, we can continue learning from today’s progress.]
[Let’s hope so. Why are they so persistent?]
[They’ve clearly pierced the illusion. Choosing the simplest method would be the fastest!]
The senior disciples watching the three break through barriers didn’t even realize their own hearts were unknowingly changing.
From initially believing that Lin Shuang from the outer sect, money-loving Meng Zi, and the frail Huangpu Yuan couldn’t possibly succeed in leaving the Study… to now hoping they could break through and leave.
The pink-robed junior master couldn’t help shaking her head as she gazed at these words.
Soon, the ‘third day’ in the Study arrived in an instant.
Sunlight pierced through the Study window in a flash.
The three awoke as if from a dream, revealing three bewildered faces under everyone’s anticipation.
“There’s a Myriad Scroll Study here?”
[Damn!]
[Have we forgotten again?!]
But in an instant, all three trembled in their bewilderment.
Their gazes gradually cleared.
Lin Shuang frowned, pressing her hand against her abdomen, “My Six o’clock is feeling nauseous, at least two shifts worth?”
[!]
“I…” Meng Zi opened his eyes, surprisingly with red rims.
He painfully covered his heart, instantly bending over, struggling to catch his breath as if unable to stand.
“With so many techniques in this room, I’m not happy but so sad, as if I’ve lost some precious treasure? The pain of losing at least two treasures worth!”
[!]
Huangpu Yuan’s phoenix eyes flickered, and he couldn’t help taking out a handkerchief to cover his nose, “Why does the smell of burnt things feel so strong—like I’ve lingered in the pill room for two days, making it smell so pungent.”
He remained expressionless, using his index finger and thumb to lift his blue-colored seed bag.
“But I haven’t been to the pill room in a long time.”
[!]
“So, I’ve forgotten.”
Huangpu Yuan’s phoenix eyes flickered as he looked at his hands, showing clear disdain.
They were dirty.
“I recently chose a pill technique and blew up the furnace?”
“This feeling of losing something precious…”
Meng Zi raised his pained face, gazing at the book wall.
“At least twice here!”
Lin Shuang also looked grim, “Who stole two days from me?”
The three simultaneously gathered in one place, looking at each other.
“We’ve been stuck in these two days at least. Yesterday, when Six o’clock was tired, I should have noticed.” Lin Shuang nodded toward them.
“If I noticed yesterday, I would have taken action.” Meng Zi covered his aching chest.
He absolutely couldn’t bear forgetting those expensive techniques!
“But why are we still here today—”
Huangpu Yuan narrowed his phoenix eyes,
“Did our attempts yesterday all fail?”
[…Impressive.]
[Respect.]
Huangpu Yuan once again approached the bookshelf he most suspected, “If I noticed anything unusual yesterday, I should have already told you: Delusion Smoke Incense, Zhuangzi’s Dream Talisman, and Mengpo Water—these three spiritual treasures might cause cultivators to forget their past.”
Lin Shuang nodded, scanning the room.
Soon her gaze fixed again on the most obvious bed, “We should have already destroyed all suspicious objects ‘yesterday.'”
“Tea, basins, incense burners, meditation cushions we touched, the bed… all these visible things.”
Meng Zi painfully covered his chest, “I definitely chopped them into pieces, these things that cost me thousands of spirit stones!”
Huangpu Yuan gave a soft laugh, “So—these weren’t it.”
[!]
[Money-loving Meng Zi, pill-hating Huangpu Yuan, Six o’clock sleepy Lin Shuang. Even if you ascend another five hundred layers, I’ll still follow and watch the projections!]
This line of text had just scrolled past the projection screen.
Huangpu Yuan’s phoenix eyes swept the room, checking every unremarkable spot.
Finally, his and Lin Shuang’s gazes met on one spot.
They both raised their hands simultaneously.
Pointing at the entire wall where Meng Zi stood guard over his most prized sword technique.
The ink on the wall had thickened repeatedly each time they entered.
Myriad Scroll Study’s techniques, inked on walls, books, and paper… ink marks were everywhere.
Every disciple entering the Study initially felt joy beyond measure, treating these as treasures.
“Delusion Smoke Incense can dissolve in water,” Huangpu Yuan began.
Lin Shuang nodded, “Naturally, it can also be hidden in ink.”
Meng Zi, shouldering his great sword, turned to look at the black ink on the white wall, showing both regret and sudden realization.
The Myriad Scroll Study was so precious.
Even if a disciple entering discovered something unusual and sensed the presence of Delusion Smoke Incense, they would hesitate to destroy it immediately upon discovery.
A slight hesitation, and they would have already inhaled the incense, remaining until the next day, once again repeating the cycle and forgetting everything!
“This guardian elder of the trial—how cruel!”
Meng Zi took a deep breath, after memorizing the sword technique from the wall, reluctantly swung his sword at it.
Lin Shuang activated her water technique, washing away the broken wall.
Huangpu Yuan’s fingers lit with spiritual flame, illuminating all the bookshelves.
“Wait, doing all this destruction should be okay, right? Won’t we be fined!”
Meng Zi suddenly remembered, after splitting the walls and bookshelves into pieces.
He broke out in a cold sweat.
“I can’t afford to pay.”
Lin Shuang: “…”
Isn’t it a bit too late to mention this now?
Standing amidst the ruins, she turned to look at him, “Huh? Wasn’t this place like this originally? What are you talking about, Senior Brother Meng?”
[Spit—my spiritual tea!]
[…Outer sect Lin Shuang, I’ll remember you.]
Huangpu Yuan chuckled, stepping out of the ruins and wiping his hands.
“No problem, previously I must have blown up the pill furnace, yet now the furnace remains intact.”
Meng Zi and Lin Shuang simultaneously exhaled in relief.
[Hehe, the elders maintaining Zhenchuan might be crying.]
Outside the projection formation, in the Resting Pavilion, the pink-robed junior master clenched her fists, opening and closing them repeatedly.
“Ahh—”
“These three bastards!”
*
Inside the now-ruined Myriad Scroll Study, no moonlight descended.
There was no forgetting, nor any restarting.
Lin Shuang and the others each cultivated for three days, gradually comprehending their techniques to the second layer.
[Myriad Scroll Study cleared: Lin Shuang, Meng Zi, Huangpu Yuan.]
[Completed in 7 days, becoming the fastest layer master within a century, rated A+ superior.]
[Triggered all hidden spiritual treasures within the Study, rated A+ superior.]
[All rewards doubled, doubled again, and doubled once more!]
[Proceed to the Resting Scenic Courtyard to view rewards.]
Lin Shuang and the others simultaneously opened their eyes.
The third beast head, the layer master’s mark, appeared on their chest garments, like embroidery.
At the same time, three ink-scented withered leaves slowly drifted down in the Study.
— Zhenchuan Passage Leaves!
Tai Sui Yellow Amulet Paper FuLu Taoist Love Talisman Traditional Chinese Spiritual Charm Attracting Love Protecting Marriage