938: C938 Book Pavilion

C938 Book Pavilion

The number one person in the inner court, Hua Nanzi, who was the eldest senior brother of the inner court disciples, learned the dog barking in front of the inner court disciples. With an overwhelming speed, it quickly spread throughout the entire inner court.0

That senior Hua, who countless people admired and treated with reverence, instantly became the laughingstock of the entire inner sect. As the main character of this incident, Hua Nanzi, under the cover of his henchmen, fled across the street like a stray dog.

Ye Xiaofan hopped with his little feet and arrived at the inner sect's library. This place contained countless books, and had been the place where True Spirit Martial Academy had stored for the past one hundred thousand years. There were many books that could be found in the outside world.

Ye Xiaofan's goal this time was to find a Spiritual Saint. The whereabouts of the water.

"You are not allowed to enter the Compendium Pavilion without an elder token."

A young man in a black robe, with a straight back, was standing at the entrance blocking Ye Xiaofan's path.

"Nuo, I'm not here yet. Can you give me the elder token?"

Ye Xiaofan touched his belt, then casually took out a token and threw it to the black-robed youth.

"Brat, don't think about playing any tricks. Only the inner sect elders' tokens can enter the inner sect's Compendium Pavilion …"

The black-robed youth caught the token and gave a disdainful smile. Then, he lowered his head to look at the emblem. When he saw the words' Headmaster ', his eyes went wide open.

Ye Xiaofan took a look at the young man in black robes who was stunned. Then, he took the token and jumped into the library.

"Creak!"

"Bam!"

The black-robed youth only regained his senses after the door to the library was closed. He scratched the back of his head and said with a confused expression, "That's the dean's token! I didn't think that the fourth president would be such a shitty brat. This is unbelievable!"

The black-robed youth had only recently entered the sect for a few thousand years and had never seen Zhang Wukuang before. Thus, he recognized Ye Xiaofan, who was holding the dean's token, as the principal.

Entering the Compendium Pavilion, one would find a straight path with a ceiling of more than ten meters tall. Rows of thick books were lined up neatly on the two sides of the room. These books were covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was unknown how many years they had not cleaned these books.

"Sea Area Devil Record …" The Martial Arts Academy Record of Strange People … "Mysterious Miracle Record …"

Ye Xiaofan opened his Spiritual Sense and enveloped the bookshelves, sweeping through every book. The first floor was filled with records on places, things and people, not even the slightest bit of a True Spirit Saint. Ye Xiaofan found a wooden ladder that could be used to climb up to the corner after a few rounds of searching for information on water.

ta ta … *

He walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor, which was about half the size of the first floor. It was about five or six thousand square meters, and there were only a few books stored here. The bookshelves were arranged in a circle, with an open space in the middle.

"Hmm? "Why is he here?"

The Second Elder was drinking tea on the second floor. When he heard the sound, he looked over and frowned.

If it was a normal situation, it wouldn't have been a big deal for Ye Xiaofan to come over here. However, Ye Xiaofan had just made Hua Nanzi learn to bark like a dog and lose all face for Wu steel.Coming to the Compendium Pavilion at this time, isn't that courting death?

"Crack!"

Without waiting for the Second Elder to think, Xu Nanfeng, who was sitting opposite to him, felt Ye Xiaofan's arrival. The bench under his butt instantly burst into pieces and shattered into pieces.

"Xu Nanfeng, you have to calm down. He is the heir appointed by the dean."

When the Second Elder saw Xu Nanfeng's cold aura, he quickly warned Xu Nanfeng to not do anything stupid.

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