Chapter 21

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Saint.”

Both of them saluted.

“To the scripture chamber.” Mighty as a dragon with remarkable qi, the Saint was surrounded by a violet aura which was extraordinarily rare.

His voice was akin to the resonance of countless Taoist spells. Like he was the son of Taoism itself, what a fearsome man.

The two showed great respect and prepared the raft at once, heading for the scripture chamber.

***

Simultaneously, Lin Fan finally found the book he was looking for.

[General Outline of the World’s Martial Arts]

“Finally found one. Looks like this could be the only one in the scripture chamber too. As expected of the scripture chamber on the sacred grounds. They really do look down on martial arts by only keeping one book about the world’s martial arts…”

Lin Fan felt much better. Although he had caused such commotion, at least he found what he was looking for, right?

“It’s just, why does this name sound so familiar?”

“Could this be the Nine Scroll Manual?!”

He mumbled inwardly. Without hesitation, he held onto the book and turned to leave.

Regular people could never leave with a book and some materials of more importance were only allowed to be viewed inside the scripture chamber.

However, Lin Fan figured he was the Saintess after all, and this was only the first floor. There shouldn’t be a problem with him leaving with a martial arts book no one cared about, right?

Hence, every disciple made way. They were all staring fervently, not at Lin Fan, but at the item in his hand.

It was smooth sailing out of the scripture chamber.

Just as Lin Fan had imagined, there were no obstacles. He easily came out with the General Outline of the World’s Martial Arts. The girls immediately went up to receive him.

“Return.”

Lin Fan said faintly…

“Yes, Saintess.”

A quaint and average raft appeared once more, carrying the three as they returned to Bright Moon Peak.

During their journey, Lin Fan suddenly felt a blinding flash. Shifting his gaze slightly, the corner of his lips twitched…

“Who the f*ck is this? So flashy…”

The raft was enormous as a ship with a grandiose exterior and surrounded by energy. Besides this, the man on the bow seemed to be shrouded in a violet cloud, channeling his aura as if wherever he was, he would be the center of attention…

However, Lin Fan had to admit, the man was a wee bit cooler than his own ‘body’.

Of course, he didn’t mean better looking, only his temperament.

At the same time, the man noticed Lin Fan’s gaze and glanced over faintly.

“You… lost.”

His voice rang out clear as a bell, resonating in one’s mind. Yet, it also sounded like a devilish tune, continuously invading Lin Fan’s senses…

Boom!

All of a sudden, Qi Zixiao’s body counterattacked on its own accord. Purple smoke covered everything within three hundred miles.

Lin Fan was inwardly stunned, glaring coldly at him.

By now, without the need for words, he knew this person was the Saint! The man Qi Zixiao wanted to defeat one year later…

Lin Fan had yet to learn cultivation skills and was not too knowledgeable on mental states, but reading too many novels had its advantages.

“Is that all?”

Under Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining’s worried gazes, together with a mildly contemptuous glare from the Saint, ‘Qi Zixiao’ spoke faintly.

“Are you afraid? Trying to throw my mind into chaos by a mere few words?”

“Little tricks.”

Just then, the starkly contrasted rafts passed each other by.

There was a barely visible change in the Saint’s expression.

Right now, he was actually hesitating.

Was he perhaps truly shaken? Otherwise, why would he let her sow a seed of doubt in his heart?

No, this was impossible!

He abruptly lifted his head. The violet haze was still surging.

“I was only… trying to deal with my opponent in advance.”

However, even he did not realize….

That Lin Fan had sowed a seed in his mental state regardless.

If you’re not afraid of me, why was there a need to play such tricks in a hurry?

You’ve already made a breakthrough. If you were truly confident, believing that you’re invincible, you could easily ignore anyone.

But you did this instead. What else could it be other than being afraid that I would catch up to you?

Lin Fan merely uttered two short sentences. Even he felt that his assumptions might be off, but as the Saintess, he couldn’t just let someone walk over him without retaliating, could he?

Otherwise, if Qi Zixiao found out about this, she would most definitely torture his body.

Of course, he couldn’t tolerate something like this either!

So yes, he spoke up.

And who knew there was such a surprising outcome.

***

“His Highness, the Saint is here!”

On the first floor of the scripture chamber, many disciples were riled up with excitement after the Saintess’s departure. However, with the arrival of the Saint, these disciples fell silent once again.

Just as it happened to Lin Fan, wherever the Saint went, all disciples would make way.

Just then, an established disciple, trying to be on intimate terms with the Saint came over…

“Your Highness, just earlier, the Saintess left with a book.”

“Oh?”

The Saint spoke faintly, “What was the name?”

“General Outline of the World’s Martial Arts,” the disciple answered, perplexed. “No one has read it, but based on the name, could it be about the ‘study of physical combat’ practiced by mortals?”

Who knows…

The Saint’s initially indifferent expression suddenly changed.

“Fool!”

He bellowed.

“Who do you think Qi Zixiao is? Gaining foundation at eight, mastering alchemy at ten, and now at the age of barely twenty-years-old, she is at the pinnacle of divine ascension.”

“She… would choose this so-called mortal’s study of martial arts?!”

“But…”

The established disciple felt aggrieved but dared not retort. He could only say, “But many of us have seen it…”

The Saint swept a glance around. Many people were nodding. He spoke coldly, “It was just a show for you lot to see.”

“Then… Your Highness, what did the Saintess choose?”

“Since the Dusty Divine Arts exist here, who’s to rule out the possibility of there being an error in the Divine Art’s name?”

“If my assumptions are correct, the book Qi Zixiao chose wasn’t some General Outline of the World’s Martial Arts, but…”

“General Outline of the World’s Immortal Arts!”

Tss…

“General Outline of the World’s Immortal Arts?”

“What is that? I’ve never heard of it.”

“Nonsense. As the name states, it’s naturally a sacred book that records every immortal art in the world!”

“My goodness. Could the Dusty Divine Arts of this first floor be that book?”

“It must be. Otherwise, why would the Saintess go to such lengths, even halting her seclusion to come here?”

The crowd of disciples gasped.

And the Saint’s expression grew solemn.

He was only guessing!

Yet, no matter how he looked at it, how he pondered, the great Saintess, Qi Zixiao, who was at the pinnacle of divine ascension could not possibly come searching for a book on martial arts, right?

At their level, by casually conjuring up an immortal art, they could easily turn so-called innate masters into mush. Was there even a need for martial arts?!

Since that was the case, there was only one possibility. The name [General Outline of the World’s Martial Arts] was a disguise!

And if one switched the words ‘Martial Arts’ into ‘Immortal Arts’, everything would make sense…