For the same reason.
Shenxing Sect.
Tianji Sect.
Zhenwu Sect.
These major forces within the Eastern Territory were also closely watching the movements of Donglin Holy Land.
When Jiang Zhenshan entered the Sutra Pavilion, many elders immediately thought of Chu Xun.
At first,
They were solemn.
Then,
Contempt followed.
Finally,
Disdain.
Sixty years of desolation.
Those who had once been inferior to Chu Xun had long since grown to unimaginable heights. Recalling the pride and brilliance Chu Xun once displayed, none of them believed that someone who had been crippled for sixty years could suddenly catch up to them again.
The brief solemnity vanished.
They averted their gazes and stopped paying attention.
In their eyes, this matter was trivial.
It was merely that the Jiang family was too serious, creating such a grand display that made people mistakenly think Jiang Chen had gone to apprentice under a saint.
Besides,
It wasn't even certain that Chu Xun had broken through.
Perhaps that man was still lost and depressed, unable to overcome the hurdle he had failed to cross for sixty years.
How could such a coincidence occur now?
…
"Elder Chu!"
"If you need anything in the future, just tell Xiaochen!"
"The Jiang family will never make excuses!"
Jiang Zhenshan smiled broadly.
The stronger his son's master was, the more relieved he naturally felt.
Especially Elder Chu,
With vast accumulation and a calm, steady Dao heart, far beyond ordinary cultivators. Such experience alone was priceless. Even if his current cultivation was slightly weaker, he would inevitably rise rapidly in the future.
"That's quite a lot," Chu Xun said with a strange glint in his eyes as he glanced at the scriptures around him.
The eighth floor alone was only enough for him to comprehend for a limited time.
As for the ninth floor,
The scriptures there were too profound.
"I didn't develop many hobbies during my years in the Sutra Pavilion," Chu Xun continued calmly, "but I did develop a fondness for reading."
"There aren't many scriptures in Donglin Holy Land. I'd like to ask the Jiang family head for some."
"Uh…"
Jiang Chen froze.
His first thought,
Isn't this… a bit direct?
These were scriptures.
This matter could be small, or very big.
If spoken plainly, scriptures were sect treasures, not something casually shared. Yet if treated lightly, a few scriptures might not matter.
But,
Since Elder Chu had spoken, could it really be just "a few"?
At the very least, it would have to be several thousand volumes.
And they couldn't be ordinary ones.
Otherwise, it would be embarrassing and pointless.
"Good!"
"Alright!"
"This is easy to handle!"
Jiang Zhenshan immediately smiled brightly.
If someone else had said this, he might have felt annoyed, thinking it was shameless to take polite words seriously.
But when Elder Chu said it,
He felt nothing but joy.
Elder Chu clearly didn't regard himself as an outsider.
…
…
After a brief pause.
The two chatted for a while longer.
Jiang Zhenshan gradually realized just how profound Elder Chu's knowledge was. He silently thought to himself that this senior had indeed read nearly all the scriptures of Donglin Holy Land.
He truly wanted to discuss Dao further,
But time was limited.
In the end, he could only give up.
After bidding farewell,
Father and son strolled through the eastern side of the Holy Land.
Jiang Chen pretended to be calm as he asked, "Dad, what do you think of my master?"
Jiang Zhenshan glanced at him, saw through his forced composure immediately, and cursed with a laugh:
"Why are you pretending in front of me? Just show off if you want me to be happy."
Then his expression turned serious.
"A late bloomer," he said calmly.
"But with tremendous accumulation."
Jiang Chen was slightly stunned.
He had expected high praise.
But those eight words,
Summed everything up perfectly.
The corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously.
…
…
Inside the Sutra Pavilion.
After the father and son left, Chu Xun felt a faint sense of unease.
He pondered silently what he could possibly gain from investing in a protagonist of destiny.
After thinking for a long time, he muttered to himself:
"Probably nothing but a villain with an absurdly powerful background, and endless trouble."
Investing in destiny villains,
Really addictive.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He picked up the scripture in his hand and continued reading.
A trace of curiosity surfaced in his heart.
Judging by the time,
Shouldn't the next reward be ready?
He thought about checking how many scriptures he had read, but felt it would be too deliberate. There was no need to rush.
There was no need to descend the mountain.
No need to deliberately pursue cultivation.
Let everything take its course.
Read scriptures.
Practice calligraphy in spare moments.
Occasionally observe the sect's qi flow.
Before he realized it,
Several days passed.
---
[Congratulations, Host. You have successfully read five hundred scriptures.]
[Rewards: Taixuan Sword, Eight Desolate Palms (manual), and one Enlightenment Opportunity.]
Chu Xun's eyes curved into a smile.
He nodded lightly.
Good.
Just as expected.
Five hundred scriptures completed in these few days.
The harvest had arrived.
Let's take a look.
---
[Taixuan Sword]
A three-foot green sword appeared in his palm, floating quietly.
Wisps of Human Emperor aura surrounded it.
The weapon spirit trembled faintly,
Like resonance.
Like joy.
(Taixuan Sword: A Human Emperor–level divine weapon, possessing its own weapon spirit. A top-tier weapon of its realm, especially adept at killing through sword Dao. Extremely difficult to forge.)
Normally, Human Emperor–level killing weapons were violent and sharp, impossible for ordinary cultivators to control. Even Human Emperors needed great effort to tame them.
But this Taixuan Sword,
Was gentle like jade.
Flawless.
Its weapon spirit was calm, without the slightest violent aura.
Even ordinary cultivators could wield it.
That alone proved how rare it was.
But,
That didn't mean it was weak.
In Chu Xun's hands, this gentle divine weapon could unleash monstrous sword intent.
Even demonic swords blazing with terrifying evil flames would tremble before it.
"Excellent."
Chu Xun nodded.
Then he turned to the second reward.
---
[Eight Desolate Palms]
A palm technique.
From another world of novels.
Divided into three stages:
Entry.
Minor Success.
Major Success.
Entry required only Human Emperor cultivation.
Once mastered, one could fight across three minor realms.
Minor Success required comprehension through opportunity. Once achieved, one would be invincible within the same realm.
As for Major Success,
It was no weaker than a saint-level palm technique.
"This suits me perfectly."
Chu Xun's eyes gleamed.
With his current realm, saint-level or Great Emperor techniques would be too overwhelming.
This
Was ideal.
Once mastered at entry level, his combat power would soar.
And it wouldn't even be difficult to learn.
---
[One Enlightenment Opportunity]
No explanation was needed.
A chance for sudden enlightenment.
Usable for anything,
Cultivation.
Breakthroughs.
Comprehension.
One moment of insight could lead to unimaginable progress.
"Excellent."
Chu Xun smiled warmly.
This reward suited him perfectly, practical and immediately useful.
He murmured softly:
"So now I finally have something else to do,
besides reading scriptures."