"Rest assured, Divine Doctor Ling, as long as it can cure my illness, I am willing to wait," Si Mayang said with a hint of hope.

"Then let's go, I can manage on my own," Ling Zhenfei replied before entering the Treasure Pavilion and began to tidy up slowly.

"Are you sure you don't need us to help tidy up, Divine Doctor Ling?" Si Mayang asked from the doorway. "No need, I can manage on my own. Don't forget to lock the door behind you when you leave."

"Of course."

Si Mayang left with his people, leaving Ling Zhenfei alone in the Treasure Pavilion.

After walking a short distance away, the housekeeper whispered to Si Mayang, "Boss, I think there's something suspicious about this Ling Zhenfei."

"Oh? What's wrong?" Si Mayang asked in surprise.

The housekeeper analytically said, "Don't you find it odd? Clearly the youngster wanted to leave, but after seeing your countless treasures, he decided to stay and even proposed such a strange condition. Don't you think that's odd?"

Si Mayang nodded, "That's right, I found it strange just now, but what exactly is he trying to do?"

After pondering for a moment, the housekeeper said, "I guess he's definitely eyeing the treasures inside. Maybe he plans to steal something and escape."

Si Mayang replied, "But that doesn't make sense either, there are guards outside the Treasure Pavilion; it's impossible to steal something and leave."

At that moment, the housekeeper suddenly exclaimed with surprise, "I've got it—is it because the spiritual medicine inside can be consumed? He plans to steal and eat those spiritual medicines!"

Si Mayang said gravely, "The quantity of each spiritual medicine inside is accounted for; if he steals and eats any, it's sure to be detected. But even if he were to consume the spiritual medicines, there's no issue as long as he can cure my illness. If he steals my spiritual medicines and still can't cure me, then he shouldn't blame me for turning against him."

"Exactly, if such a thing really happens, I won't let him get away with it!" the housekeeper also displayed a full measure of killing aura.

Ling Zhenfei was unconcerned with all of this, as he was inside the Treasure Pavilion frantically searching for items that would be of use to him. As for those so-called spiritual medicines, Ling Zhenfei showed no interest; how could even copious amounts of spiritual medicine compare to the Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow?

Thus, Ling Zhenfei was searching for cultivation techniques he had never seen before and unfamiliar elixir recipes. There were five books wrapped in yellow cloth, all ancient classics, which were of little use to Ling Zhenfei; what he really wanted was the yellow cloth itself.

He took the yellow cloth in his hands and felt it; the material was indeed the same as the yellow cloth he had used last time when learning the Sky Piercing Finger, although the size of the cloth was much smaller.

The last time two pieces of yellow cloth were joined together, a miraculous thing happened—the two cloths merged as one, and the technique for Sky Piercing Finger was revealed on it.

Ling Zhenfei tentatively placed the two pieces of yellow cloth on the table and slowly moved them together, but the miracle he had hoped for did not occur; the two pieces of cloth did not merge.

Ling Zhenfei was astonished, unsure which step had gone awry that made this attempt completely different from the last one.

"Could it be that two pieces of yellow cloth are too few, and three pieces are actually needed?"

Ling Zhenfei tentatively pieced a third yellow cloth onto the first two, and indeed, the cloth emitted a dazzling light. After a few seconds, the light on the cloth vanished, and the three pieces transformed into a single complete cloth, on which dense text appeared as expected.

The text on the yellow cloth from the previous time revealed the cultivation technique of the "Sky Piercing Finger," while this time, it was the cultivation spell for "Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists."

Ling Zhenfei briefly studied the cultivation method of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists and found that, like the Sky Piercing Finger, it consumed a tremendous amount of Spiritual Power. With his current Spiritual Energy Cultivation level, he could at most use the Sky-Splitting Divine Fist once, and the consumption of Spiritual Energy was indeed astonishing.

Ling Zhenfei analyzed that the Sky-Splitting Divine Fist and the Sky Piercing Finger probably belonged to the same series, and they were not techniques that could be cultivated at his current stage, which explained their immense power and equally immense energy consumption.

The second layer of the Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow had yet to open, preventing Ling Zhenfei from accessing higher-level cultivation techniques. The techniques on the yellow cloth were indeed formidable, and learning them for self-defense was not a bad idea.

Ling Zhenfei didn't overthink it. Following the experience from learning the Sky Piercing Finger last time, he bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood onto the yellow cloth.

As the blood dropped, a flash of white light burst forth from the cloth and then instantly surged into Ling Zhenfei's forehead.

Ling Zhenfei's mind went blank, and then he felt a set of exquisite techniques begin to churn in his mind, playing over and over like a film. After a long time and fully familiarizing himself with the techniques, they finally disappeared and merged with his thinking.

But it wasn't over yet, Ling Zhenfei felt the Spiritual Energy within his body crazily increasing, just like the last time. The growth of Spiritual Energy was much faster than cultivating any Cultivation Technique.

When he cultivated the Sky Piercing Finger last time, his Spiritual Energy had risen to the peak of the Zhiyi Second Layer. This time, his Spiritual Energy actually broke through the Second Layer and entered the Zhiyi Third Layer, and it continued to climb until it reached the Fourth Level of Zhiyi and then stopped.

Ling Zhenfei let out a long breath. This cultivation of the technique had increased his Spiritual Energy Cultivation level so much that it might as well have been several months of cultivation for him, which made the trip truly worthwhile.

There were still two pieces of yellow cloth left, but piecing them together didn't yield any change. Ling Zhenfei felt that, surely, the pieces were too small and, like before, three pieces of cloth were needed to form a whole one.

But finding another piece of yellow cloth wasn't easy. Such items were serendipitous, not guaranteed. To find five pieces of yellow cloth in the Treasure Pavilion was already divine favor, and he couldn't ask for too much.

After getting up and stretching, Ling Zhenfei turned his attention to the several Pill Furnaces before him. He had already noticed that each furnace was paired with an Elixir Recipe, and the effects noted on these recipes were all quite frightening.

Revival Pills, Nine Revolutions Soul Restoration Pills, life-extending pills, Realm Ascending Pills, Ascension Pills—if these recipes were real, any one of them would be invaluable.

Ling Zhenfei examined the Elixir Recipes one by one, using his knowledge to judge their veracity. Although he couldn't write an actual Elixir Recipe, he was quite confident in distinguishing whether a recipe was correct or not.

False recipes typically come in a few varieties, one of which is the random composition of various medicinal ingredients. Such recipes are simpler to judge because if some ingredients have conflicting effects and don't logically combine, they are usually fake.

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