Chapter 2

The Scripture Pavilion was far away.

Lu Li walked for most of the day, only arriving at the Scripture Pavilion after nightfall.

"Stop, token!"

As soon as he stepped into the front courtyard of the Scripture Pavilion, a stern voice echoed directly in Lu Li's mind.

At the same time, a powerful pressure, like a mountain, enveloped his head.

This was a spiritual pressure even stronger than that of a Ghost Demon True Person!

Lu Li did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly took out the sect token given to him by the Ghost Demon True Person.

Buzz.

The sect token trembled and emitted a beam of light.

Then, the stern voice sounded again: "New disciples can only enter the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion. If you enter the second floor without permission, you will be killed without mercy."

"Disciple understands."

Lu Li put away the token and bowed.

Then, he walked into the Scripture Pavilion.

There were many people inside the Scripture Pavilion.

But it was very quiet.

Lu Li walked cautiously, slightly bowing his head, not daring to look at anyone.

These were all ruthless cultivators of the demonic path, who could kill without blinking.

In the Demon Sect, while the Yinming Ghost Sect might not rank in the top five in terms of strength, it definitely ranked in the top three in terms of ruthlessness.

At the slightest disagreement, they would directly kill.

Therefore, Lu Li, with his low strength, did not dare to provoke anyone.

Fortunately, the passing Ghost Sect disciples seemed to pay no attention to him, this insignificant ant.

Soon, Lu Li arrived at the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion.

Although it was called the Scripture Pavilion, it was actually a thirty-three-story black stone tower, towering into the sky, reaching the stars and the moon, extremely magnificent.

Around the Scripture Pavilion, there were flashes of black and white light.

These were formations.

Once there was any disturbance, the formations would activate, instantly killing even a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, there were even Transforming Spirit level old monsters hidden within the Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Li held his breath, lifted his foot, and stepped into the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as he entered, he saw an old man with white hair sitting by the door, resting with his eyes closed.

He was wearing a necklace of human skulls around his neck.

Lu Li did not dare to look for long and hurriedly walked over, beginning to search for demonic techniques on the bookshelves on the first floor.

The first floor was very large, more than three miles long and wide.

There were also many people.

Most were Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment disciples.

Lu Li, at the first level of Qi Condensation, did not stand out in the crowd.

He carefully examined each jade slip.

"The White Bone Lotus Heart Technique requires taking live human bones... not suitable."

"The Blood Snake Demon Eye requires collecting a hundred pairs of human eyes... not suitable."

"The Heart Demon Sword requires collecting Yin Qi, refining it into the heart and lungs, and cultivating the sword by swallowing and exhaling... hmm, this is quite good... fifty years to achieve minor success? Forget it."

...

As Lu Li continued to look, his frown deepened.

No wonder it was a Demon Sect.

The tens of thousands of techniques collected on this floor were all demonic techniques, either requiring human eyes or bones and blood, extremely sinister and ruthless.

Even some body-strengthening techniques similar to the Golden Bell Cover or Iron Shirt required human blood and ghostly qi to be infused.

After searching for a long time, he found not a single suitable technique!

The few he found that could be cultivated required at least fifty years, and at most a hundred years.

Even with his cheat, it would probably be too late.

He only had one month left!

Lu Li's expression turned grim.

However, he did not give up and continued to search.

After an unknown amount of time, he came to the last bookshelf, picked up a jade slip, and began to read the small characters engraved on it.

"The Four Erosion Demon Technique, erodes the heart... not suitable."

Lu Li glanced at it and put it down immediately.

Then he picked up the next jade slip.

Pick up, put down.

Pick up, put down.

Pick up, put down.

...

By the time he put down the last jade slip, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The entire first floor, with over ten thousand demonic techniques, actually had not a single one suitable for him!

Was he really doomed to die?

"Boy, you are quite picky, not even finding a suitable technique on this floor?"

Suddenly, a deep, bell-like voice sounded beside him.

Lu Li turned his head.

It was the old man with the necklace of human skulls, over two meters tall, with a fierce gaze, like a man-eating bear.

Clearly, he was a powerful expert.

Moreover, who would guard the Scripture Pavilion if not an extraordinary person?

Lu Li pursed his lips and bowed, replying, "Disciple dares not. Disciple is just trying to find a technique suitable for myself."

"Hmph? This old man sees that you have excellent aptitude, and most of the techniques here would suit you! Why don't you choose one?"

The old man asked condescendingly.

"Uh... these techniques are indeed good, but, disciple wants a technique that is not so bloody, does not require human blood or bones, and does not involve cultivating with ghostly qi."

Lu Li explained.

"Ridiculous! The Yinming Ghost Sect is a sect of the demonic path. If we don't kill or raise ghosts, what kind of demonic sect would we be! You, boy, actually don't want to cultivate such demonic techniques? Speak, are you a spy sent by the righteous sects!"

The old man roared.

The sound was like a thunderclap, almost rupturing Lu Li's eardrums.

Strangely, the surrounding Ghost Sect disciples seemed not to hear the old man's loud roar.

It was a barrier!

Anyone who could casually set up a barrier was at least at the Golden Core level.

At this moment, Lu Li came to his senses and smiled bitterly, bowing and saying, "Elder, have you ever seen such a poor spy from the righteous sects? If I were really a spy, I would probably be killed by my master by the end of the month."

"There is some truth to that."

The old man nodded, turned, and was about to leave.

At this moment, Lu Li gritted his teeth, stepped forward, blocked the old man's path, and bowed, asking, "Elder, do you have any techniques suitable for me to cultivate? Could you please give me one?"

"Hmm?"

The old man's eyes narrowed.

The pressure like a mountain immediately descended.

Lu Li felt as if his shoulders were bearing a mountain, about to be crushed into a pulp.

But he gritted his teeth and did not retreat a step.

Suddenly, the pressure eased, and the old man praised, "Good! This old man sees that you have some resilience, so I will give you one, but techniques are not easily passed on, and I must test you!"

Lu Li's expression brightened, and he bowed, saying, "Please test me, Elder."

"Good! This old man will ask you a question." The old man touched the human skulls on his chest, pondered for a moment, and frowned, asking, "Can a toad eat swan meat?"

Hmm?

This question has a deeper meaning.

Lu Li immediately understood.

"Answer quickly!"

The old man urged, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Can!"

Lu Li's eyes turned, and he bowed in response.

"Hmm? Can a toad really eat swan meat?"

The old man's eyes began to shine.

"Indeed. However, the toad eats only the swans that others have shot dead." Lu Li answered honestly.

Upon hearing this answer, the old man's face instantly turned black as charcoal.

A faint green light flashed over his head.

"Have I passed the test?"

Seeing the old man's displeased expression, Lu Li cautiously asked.

"Hmph! You pass!"

The old man's face darkened, and he grabbed two jade slips out of thin air, throwing them over.

"Thank you, Elder."

Lu Li's expression brightened, and he hurriedly caught them and thanked him.

"These are techniques I obtained by slaying two Nascent Soul cultivators. I'm giving them to you! Get out! You've ruined my good mood for the day!"

With that, the old man waved his hand, his face dark.

Whoosh.

A strong wind blew.

The world spun.

Bang.

Lu Li fell from the sky to the ground.

When he got up and looked around, he found himself back at the peak of the Ghost Demon True Person.

At the foot of the mountain was his own cave.

Did I say something wrong just now?

Lu Li was a bit puzzled.

But he didn't care much, and with an excited heart, he ran all the way to the foot of the mountain, entering his cave.

Taking out the jade slips, he saw the names of the techniques:

"The Purple Mist Refining Sun True Scripture."

"The Vajra Sutra."