“Oh? What is so unusual about it?”
Ye Bufan was overjoyed, but his face remained calm.
Chu Zixue was at odds with him and wished he would die on the spot, so he would not threaten her in the future.
And the technique she recommended was probably a deadly one.
Coincidentally.
Ye Bufan needed exactly that kind of technique!
“Heavenly Fiend True demonic art collects the world’s most yin and most baleful qi and fuses it into the dao platform. The more baleful qi there is, the stronger the power of one’s magic power becomes, even surpassing others in the same realm by a full fold.”
“It also comes with several extremely powerful spells, all of which are formidable.”
Chu Zixue leaned close to Ye Bufan’s ear, blew on it, and said seductively.
Inside, however, she sneered.
This technique was indeed the Heavenly Demon Sect’s number-one technique; what did it mean for magic power to be stronger than others in the same realm by a full fold?
Even the best techniques could only make one about sixty percent stronger than peers of the same level.
Too bad.
Over the past two thousand years, more than a hundred cultivators had tried it; most had been killed by baleful qi surging through their bodies, and the luckier ones had their minds thrown into chaos and became lunatics.
This forbidden technique, with ten deaths and no chance of survival, was something Ye Bufan dared to cultivate.
He would be dead in less than three days!
“Stronger than others in the same realm by a full fold? Hiss!”
Ye Bufan’s eyes lit up, and he decided to go to the Scripture Repository.
“I might as well get a few forbidden spells while I’m at it.”
Ye Bufan thought that he needed to strengthen his trump cards for survival, so that in front of a Foundation Establishment perfection expert like Chu Zixue, he would not even be able to fight back.
He also wanted to cultivate a few escape arts, since after being chased all that way before, he still felt that he had run too slowly.
If anyone else heard his inner thoughts, their jaws would probably drop.
Not to mention Foundation Establishment level one, even Foundation Establishment late stage cultivators could not possibly escape unscathed from Chu Zixue’s hands.
Let alone resist.
The gap between each level one was like a heavenly chasm, and even those heaven’s favored sons found it difficult to cross.
“In another six months, the Demon-Sealing Ruins will open. Is Junior Brother planning to enter and seek an opportunity?”
“Legend says there are treasures inside that can increase one’s chance of Core Formation, and even the chance of forming a Nascent Soul.”
Chu Zixue’s eyes flickered as she spoke warmly and coaxingly.
She did not believe Ye Bufan would cultivate such a forbidden technique.
However, with the opening of the Demon-Sealing Ruins, this was a grand occasion for Zhao Kingdom, and those qualified to enter were all elites of the righteous and demonic paths. Ye Bufan, as the Old Ancestor’s disciple, was naturally qualified.
Of course, only Foundation Establishment cultivators could enter.
If a Core Formation cultivator went in, it would certainly cause a huge disaster.
“Junior Brother’s magic power is too weak, so I do not dare to venture into such a dangerous place.”
Ye Bufan said immediately.
What a joke; he was only Foundation Establishment level one right now. Wouldn’t going in be the same as courting death?
What was more, so many people were watching him.
Even if he went in, he would first have to become invincible at the Foundation Establishment stage, then put on a few layers of aliases.
“As a demonic cultivator, one should rise to the challenge, fear no danger, and seek wealth and honor in danger.”
“Junior Brother is too timid, and I’m afraid he has no hope of Core Formation.”
Chu Zixue pouted and left disappointed.
Ye Bufan ignored her mockery outright.
After she left, he had Lu Luo clean the room.
After everything was in order, he went out early the next morning, left Demonic Sword Peak, and headed for Holy Demon Peak.
That was where it was.
The Scripture Repository was located there.
It was also the place with the most demonic sect prodigies.
A moment later.
Ye Bufan stood before a pavilion that looked like black jade.
“The Scripture Repository has six levels in total. The first three levels contain Qi Refining techniques and spells.”
“The fourth level contains techniques above the Foundation Establishment stage, in all qualities, while the fifth level contains top-tier techniques.”
“The sixth level is the core of the Heavenly Demon Sect; all of them are secret teachings never passed on.”
A man in a green robe walked over, looking like a scholar, and explained it to Ye Bufan.
“And you are?”
Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes.
He looked gentle and polite, but he always gave Ye Bufan a hypocritical feeling.
“I am Chen Guangli, a Holy Demon Peak disciple, here to exchange for some books in the Scripture Repository. Junior Brother Ye, as the Old Ancestor’s first disciple, has limitless prospects; if you become a saint candidate in the future, I may still have to rely on Junior Brother.”
Chen Guangli clasped his hands and said with a smile.
Ye Bufan understood immediately.
The Heavenly Demon Sect currently had no saint candidate or saintess, and those heaven’s favored sons were all staring at the positions hungrily.
Chu Zixue, an utterly beautiful woman who had never been intimate with a man, was willing to find an old man like him to serve as a cultivation cauldron just to secure the saintess position, and that said plenty.
And he was now a core disciple.
Although he had little competitiveness in cultivation against those saint candidates, he was still the Old Ancestor’s disciple after all.
If the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect insisted on making Ye Bufan a saint candidate despite all objections, those saint candidates could only stare helplessly.
“My cultivation is too weak, and I have no interest in fighting for the position of saint candidate.”
Ye Bufan said with feigned helplessness.
It was obvious that this man had been watching him for a long time and had come to test him.
And he really had no interest in the saint candidate position. Although the benefits were many, that position was too conspicuous, and the assassins of the righteous path would try every possible means to kill him.
He only wanted to use the system and develop steadily.
“Senior Brother, I take my leave.”
After a perfunctory exchange, Ye Bufan walked into the Scripture Repository.
“No interest… who would have no interest in the position of saint candidate?”
Chen Guangli stared at Ye Bufan’s back, and his expression gradually turned cold.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had three saint candidates, and he was one of them. With an Old Ancestor’s first disciple suddenly appearing before him, he felt threatened.
“Senior Brother, he is the Old Ancestor’s first disciple, so you cannot kill him.”
Just then, a young man in black clothes walked over and said worriedly.
His Senior Brother’s methods were extremely ruthless.
A year ago, a Junior Brother among the fellow disciples had suddenly risen to prominence and seemed likely to become a saint candidate, but before a few days had passed, he had vanished from the face of the earth.
“Old Ancestor’s disciple is indeed troublesome, but if he gets in my way… even if I cannot kill him, I will still have to make him lie in bed for decades.”
Chen Guangli sneered dismissively and then entered the Scripture Repository as well.
After learning that Ye Bufan was coming here, and since he happened to need to exchange for some books himself, he waited in front of the Scripture Repository for him.
He wanted to see just how capable this guy was, and what ability he had to make the Old Ancestor look at him differently.
Seeing him in person, he found that aside from looking handsome, Ye Bufan was ordinary in every other aspect.
His cultivation was indeed weak.
After he left, Ye Bufan, who had already entered the Scripture Repository, suddenly emerged from a corner.
“Make me lie in bed for decades? A demonic cultivator is indeed a demonic cultivator; he is dark enough.”
Ye Bufan restrained his aura, and his expression was unpleasant.
Although he had long expected that the identity of the Old Ancestor’s disciple would bring him trouble, he was still unhappy.
“I should find a chance to switch to the alias Zhang San and nip the threat in the bud.”
Ye Bufan pondered how he could perfectly break his legs without leaving any traces.
If his legs were broken.
He could not possibly still come looking for trouble, could he?
“I should raise my cultivation first; otherwise, everything will be for nothing.”
Ye Bufan strode into the Scripture Repository.
“New here? You may only choose techniques and spells below the fourth level, and…”
The Scripture Repository elder inside was meditating. He opened his eyes at the sound and spoke coldly.
Before he even finished speaking, a silver token was placed on the counter.
“So you are the Old Ancestor’s disciple. I have long heard of you, and this old man will take you to the sixth level.”
The elder was pitch-black all over, like a lump of charcoal. Upon seeing the silver token, he immediately showed a kind smile and led Ye Bufan upward.
This scene left many Heavenly Demon Sect disciples quite astonished.
The Scripture Repository elder was a pseudo-Core Formation cultivator and had always been cold toward disciples like them, so his flattery toward one disciple was truly unbelievable.
“This is the sixth level. The techniques are in the deepest part, so please make yourself at home, little friend.”
The dark-skinned elder took out a small flag, waved it, and a light curtain appeared before them.
Ye Bufan nodded and went straight in.
The sixth level was very spacious, with all kinds of jade racks arranged throughout, all covered with books.
“A detailed map of the Azure Domain cultivation world.”
“Heavenly Demon Sect Secret Records of Ancient History.”
Ye Bufan leafed through a few volumes, found them uninteresting, and came to the sandalwood rack at the deepest part.
“Heavenly Demon Formless Art: a top-tier technique. Its magic power is ever-changing and can imitate the supernatural abilities of any technique. Its attack power is formidable, and it requires top-tier comprehension.”
“Yin-Yang Joyous Union Scripture: a top-tier technique, a dual-cultivation manual. The higher the other party’s spiritual root level, the faster the cultivation. Side effect: extremely damaging to the kidneys, and one can easily work oneself to death…”
“Heavenly Demon Blood God Art: a top-tier technique. It devours the blood of others and refines it into one’s own magic power, enhancing magic power and speeding up cultivation.”
The more Ye Bufan looked, the more deeply he frowned.
These techniques were stronger and stronger, but many of them harmed living beings.
He was not a good person, but he was also not a great villain who slaughtered the innocent wantonly.
“Heavenly Fiend True demonic art: a forbidden technique, level unknown. It collects the world’s most yin and most baleful qi and fuses it into the dao platform. The more baleful qi there is, the stronger the power of magic power becomes, and at most it can surpass others in the same realm by a full fold.”
“It contains a Foundation Establishment volume and a Core Formation section, and it also comes with spell-type supernatural abilities whose killing power far exceeds techniques of the same level.”
“Side effect: fusing extreme baleful qi will be unbearably painful, it is nine deaths and one life, and cultivation is extremely difficult. Cultivate with caution.”