Chapter 85

Step by step, Bu Li remained calm. Having seen so many life and death situations in his previous life, he could joke about it, saying that he had seen more dead people than the living. Life and death were commonplace, and under such experiences, almost nothing could surprise Bu Li so much.

However, the names carved on the bamboo slips that caught his eye were actually in simplified Chinese!

*The Sunflower Manual*!!!

Damn... Bu Li's face was filled with emotion. Was this something left behind by the legendary pioneers who had crossed over? He wondered if that guy had been doing well here, but the name *Sunflower Manual* was just too ominous. Bu Li pondered, his fingers gently brushing over the bamboo slips, as if communicating with the person who had crossed over to the Hunlan Continent many years ago, someone just like himself.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, it was like a long drought finally getting rain, or a wedding night... though it didn't really relate to a wedding, and the name was a bit taboo.

Bu Li's aura changed, and Dahei immediately sensed it. The massive Dahei, like a small mountain, suddenly leaped onto the bookshelf behind him with the agility of a cat, making no sound at all. Without stopping, he leaped across the bookshelf and ran several dozen feet before looking back. Seeing that Bu Li was still standing there, Dahei was puzzled. Since there was nothing, where did Bu Li's fear come from?

No matter how clever Dahei was, he wouldn't know what the four characters *Sunflower Manual* meant to people from Bu Li's world. Not to mention, seeing these four characters in the lonely Hunlan Continent, describing it as meeting an old friend in a foreign land was no longer enough; it had to be followed by the words "creditor."

Embarrassed, Dahei dropped from the bookshelf and cautiously approached Bu Li again.

At the top of Henshan, in the grand hall that had been simply repaired, the mirage's light flickered. Du Tianci gently stroked his long beard, smiling slightly, and kept watching the mirage. Behind him, Luo Qingquan's fawning face was ignored by Du Tianci.

Luo Qingquan was inwardly distressed. This year was truly unlucky, how did he encounter such a little demon star as Bu Li? What was originally a simple "Remnant Clan Grand Test" had turned into a mess, with one noble after another arriving, first the young master and Yu Ze, and now even the long-retired Heavenly Eye Elder Du Tianci of the Heavenly Dao Sect had come.

What next? Could the five major sects of the Hunlan Continent be about to battle on Henshan? Luo Qingquan thought viciously. If Luo Qingquan knew what would happen in a few months, he would surely slap himself, truly the world's greatest jinx.

The thought flashed through his mind, but with Du Tianci so close, he had to go up and flatter him. Missing such a good opportunity would be a shame.

"Sir Du, do you think Bu Li is up to the task?" Luo Qingquan had already subconsciously categorized Bu Li as a disciple of the Henshan Sect, a change in his emotions that he hadn't even noticed.

Du Tianci replied, "Hmm."

Luo Qingquan had no complaints about Du Tianci's noncommittal response, just smiled and accompanied him. Du Tianci watched the mirage with great interest, his mind suddenly enlightened. After several careful confirmations, even taking out the sect's treasure, he finally determined that Bu Li was the person he had predicted would face the calamity.

The origin of this book scroll made of ancient Lan Cang Mountain wood was unclear, but according to the Heavenly Dao Sect's ancient traditions, it described a powerful technique that could conquer the world. Three thousand years ago, the five major sects fought for a hundred years over this scroll, with the Heavenly Dao Sect barely winning. However, after obtaining it, no one could recognize the characters or practice the technique within.

It was a big joke, and the sect leader at the time, in a fit of anger, wanted to destroy the scroll but held back.

The scroll was passed down, and he had been in seclusion to comprehend the legendary supreme manual. However, after decades, he hadn't understood even a bit. One day, he had a premonition and divined that the Hunlan Continent was about to face a great calamity. In the divination, there was a variable, which Du Tianci believed was the person destined to face the calamity.

After many tests, Bu Li was shrouded in mystery, even causing the young master Zhang Xitong to change in an inexplicable way. Du Tianci came in person and suddenly thought that the scroll he couldn't comprehend might be useful to Bu Li. After a test, it indeed worked as he had thought. That's right! Du Tianci stroked his beard and smiled, but he didn't need to share his thoughts with the head of a small ninth-grade sect like Luo Qingquan.

Seeing Du Tianci in high spirits but unwilling to say more, Luo Qingquan gathered his courage and asked, "Sir Du, what do you think should be done next?"

"Let it be." Du Tianci was determined, already eager to personally teach Bu Li. The sect competition and the great calamity of the Hunlan Continent didn't matter to him; he just wanted to see what the world would be like after mastering the technique in the scroll he had studied for years.

"Tell Bu Li to take the scroll and study it, then..." Du Tianci paused, took a book from his pocket, and threw it to Luo Qingquan, continuing, "This is Elder Nie's introductory soul technique. Let Bu Li practice it. Your small ninth-grade sect doesn't have any good soul techniques, and it would be a waste for this young man."

Luo Qingquan was envious, jealous, and seething with anger. Elder Nie couldn't come, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't compete with Sir Du. Even if he couldn't come, Sir Du had brought the soul technique he had practiced. Comparing people was truly infuriating.

Knowing that Nie Xinlei was the world's best pattern hunter, even though he only said it himself, few could deny it. The world's best pattern hunter, practicing soul techniques... Luo Qingquan could almost see Bu Li making rapid progress. Yesterday, he had come just in time. If he had been stingy with his soul power and not watched the boy, he would have been in trouble today. How could he explain it to Sir Du?

A cold sweat broke out on his back. It was a close call!

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In the scripture hall, Bu Li steadied his mind and thought, surely the first page wouldn't be about practicing the technique and castrating oneself. Then there would be some nonsense about success without castration.

Opening the scroll, the vertically arranged simplified Chinese characters gave a sense of familiarity.

"Kid, you're here too. Crossing over isn't as easy as you think, right? Have you suffered a lot?" Uh... this guy was also a nag. What Bu Li saw was not a secret manual but a bunch of nonsense, as if a person who hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time had finally found a confidant and was rambling. Bu Li could relate to this feeling.

"Actually, it's nothing. Every year, so many people cross over, but how many really succeed? Most end up lonely and old. But you, the younger generation, are lucky. I am one of the few who succeeded."

Damn! This guy, the feeling of a nobody who had made a comeback and was showing off was evident in the words.

"Enough nonsense. This wood is rare, and I tried to leave everything. I wanted to go home, but in the end, I couldn't. After you learn it, you must go home for me." Then came a long list of addresses and dates, which Bu Li read and memorized carefully.

Continuing to read, the *Sunflower Manual* was just a joke. The "pioneer" who had crossed over was a family-inherited expert in the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, and geomancy. After coming to the Hunlan Continent, he spent twenty years practicing soul techniques, integrating the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams array into soul techniques, forming his own school. He eventually became invincible, but due to his tumultuous fate, he couldn't return to his long-missed home.

A sense of familiarity enveloped Bu Li's heart. Soul techniques always felt foreign to him, but the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, though he hadn't studied much, had a natural affinity in his blood and soul. It wasn't a matter of whether he had studied it, but a natural, indescribable sense of familiarity, like a long-lost wanderer returning home.

Reading line by line, from the introduction to the soul technique array that the pioneer had comprehended, everything was clearly and simply written, a true model of a teacher. He could have been a top high school teacher.

Bu Li was engrossed in reading when he suddenly heard the stone door creak.

He focused, turned around, and in an instant, the scroll was put into his storage bag. He held a dagger in his right hand and a crossbow in his left, and Dahei quickly hid behind him.

Luo Qingquan walked in and saw Bu Li on high alert, feeling both amused and impressed. He marveled at the young man's quick reflexes, thinking the Shadow Sect's powerful shadows would like him. He was also annoyed, thinking this was the Henshan Sect's scripture hall, not a place for just anyone to enter. What was there to be on guard about?

Thinking of the Shadow Sect's elusive shadows, Luo Qingquan's head ached. What a mess! If those shadows really came, he might as well commit suicide to avoid involving his family.

"Bu Li, have you made a choice?" Luo Qingquan put aside his thoughts about the Shadow Sect and put on a kind smile.

Seeing it was Luo Qingquan, Bu Li silently put away his weapons and bowed, "Thank you, Sect Master, I have made my choice."

"Good." Luo Qingquan nodded, thinking of Du Tianci's last words, "Your small ninth-grade sect doesn't have any good techniques." This kid really knew what he was doing, taking the secret manual of the old Sir Du.

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