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Boom!
As Lin Qiubai stepped into the Treasure Pavilion, the golden nanmu door slammed shut behind him.
The Treasure Pavilion was plunged into darkness.
After a few breaths, the Luminous Lamp on the wall lit up with bright light, illuminating the corners clearly. The shadows of weapons and armor were elongated, appearing strange and eerie.
After all, these were instruments of killing, many of which had absorbed vengeful souls.
Thus, the temperature inside the Treasure Pavilion was quite low.
The weapons and armor emitted Vital Energy that swirled in the air, resembling the mist of Silent Ridge.
Lin Qiubai glanced around; the Treasure Pavilion was not short of Spirit-Level Armor and weapons glowing with a bluish light, but they did not hold much appeal for him.
They could be temporarily ignored.
"Celestial Payment System, begin Treasure Identification."
Lin Qiubai's consciousness sank into his mind, and streams of golden light dispersed, sweeping across the entire Treasure Pavilion. Words and symbols flashed rapidly before his eyes.
After a few breaths, all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion were categorized and arranged before Lin Qiubai.
Spirit-Level Superior: One
Spirit Level Mid-Grade: Six
Spirit Grade Low: Thirty-eight
Common Grade High: Six hundred forty-nine
...
Special Item: Two Pieces
Special Item!
Lin Qiubai's attention was immediately drawn to these four words.
Special Item is usually the key to a Treasure Location or a place of Inheritance.
Alternatively, they may be associated with a certain Fortune.
For example, Silver-Decorated Blade.
In short, many times, a Special Item is even more precious and extraordinary than a Spirit-Level Top-Quality Treasure.
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai curiously followed the guidance of the golden light and arrived at a corner on the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion.
After pushing aside layers of Treasure, what sparkled with Golden Light turned out to be an inconspicuous piece of scrap metal.
The scrap metal was only palm-sized, yet it seemed as if it had been buried in the earth for millions of years. Only the rusted edges hinted that it was once a solid object.
Lin Qiubai played with it back and forth for a while but found no special features.
"Hey, time to get up and take a leak!"
Lin Qiubai tapped it against the wall.
According to common conventions, wouldn't a Special Item have developed some intelligence? If he called out to it or communicated with it mentally, it should reveal its extraordinary nature.
However, there was not a single sound. Nevertheless, Lin Qiubai vaguely noticed a barely perceptible character for "Saint" on the rust of the Scrap Metal, though he had no idea what it could signify.
"Maybe it will be useful in the future..."
Feeling somewhat disheartened, Lin Qiubai held it in his hand and continued to follow the guidance to the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion.
Golden light flickered on the walls.
The thick walls were made from a single massive stone, sturdy and difficult to break.
Weighing several tons, it had stood in the Treasure Pavilion for over two hundred years and had become one of the symbols of White Room Academy.
Lin Qiubai reached out to touch it; the surface felt icy cold and was damp with traces of moisture.
What was so special about it?
Could it be that the wall itself was an extraordinary weapon?
Carry it away?
It weighed several tons; although he could lift it, Lin Qiubai couldn't possibly walk around flaunting a wall while out for Experience, could he?
The image was too beautiful to contemplate...
However, upon closer inspection, Lin Qiubai discovered that the golden light outlined not just this wall but also created wonderful patterns that danced across its surface.
The trajectories seemed natural, as if they contained some form of Heavenly Dao Insights.
Is this Fortune!?
Lin Qiubai raised his hand, his fingers dancing with the golden light.
Perhaps due to the restrictions on the wall, every inch he moved felt like it drained almost all of his strength.
If it weren't for the Holy Bone within him continuously providing Vital Energy to nourish his muscles like a perpetual motion machine, he would likely have collapsed from exhaustion within a few breaths.
This kind of Fortune is something that ordinary people cannot touch; forcibly tracing those lines would most likely lead to death from lack of Vital Energy.
"Haah..."
Having successfully traced the last golden line, Lin Qiubai was drenched in sweat, steam rising from his back.
Since acquiring the Holy Bone Dao Body, he had never experienced such a thorough release of his internal power.
At this moment, gasping for breath, Lin Qiubai felt no fatigue at all; instead, he was filled with excitement.
The sensation of his muscles slightly trembling, constantly vying for Vital Energy, coursed through him, intoxicating him.
His blood seemed to become more refined, and his strength had increased significantly.
With a crackle, the golden lines on the ancient wall shattered piece by piece, revealing a painting that slowly emerged.
In the painting, a figure sat cross-legged in the center.
"After all these years, someone has finally opened the Fortune I left behind. However, my Fortune is not for the mediocre; you must pass my test to obtain it."
The Portrait Figure spoke slowly, with a cold tone that carried an air of superiority.
Strong individuals always possess their own pride.
This was something Lin Qiubai could understand as he stood silently before the wall, respectfully awaiting the test.
In Lin Qiubai's eyes, the test was merely a formality; failure was not an option.
If he were to truly fail, he would blow open the wall with Yuan Lei Zhu, digging three feet into the ground to seize the Fortune.
"Then prepare yourself to accept my test."
The Portrait Figure turned his gaze toward Lin Qiubai. With just one glance, his expression changed, as if he had sensed something; his previously calm demeanor became quite peculiar.
"Ahem... so it turns out you are the Sacred Body..."
He murmured in a barely audible voice and then continued to maintain his composure.
"Never mind, I'm in a good mood today and suddenly feel that no test is necessary. You can take this Fortune with you."
"How strange..."
Lin Qiubai thought to himself. This guy had emphatically stated that his Inheritance was not for the mediocre and required passing numerous tests, yet he instantly backtracked? Truly bizarre...
"Take it..."
After speaking, the Portrait Figure waved its hand.
The seated body gradually became transparent, and at the same time, a brilliant golden light orb moved through its Meridian. It traveled along the Meridian, coursing through the limbs and bones.
The trajectory had an indescribable rhythm, truly extraordinary.
As the brilliant golden light orb completed a full cycle, it grew slightly larger, and its speed increased a bit.
Time passed like a fleeting horse, and after an unknown number of cycles, the brilliant golden light orb transformed into a vividly lifelike Vitality Dragon, roaring as it roamed within the Portrait Figure's Meridian.
The waves of Dragon Roar distorted and shattered the space behind it.
"Hiss."
It was unclear how long had passed when Lin Qiubai awakened from his meditative state. His head felt dizzy, but he clearly remembered that a scroll of cultivation technique had appeared in his mind.
That scroll of cultivation technique was neither Common Grade nor Spirit Grade; it was King-Level!
King-Level Low-Grade Cultivation Technique: River and Mountain Map.
Lin Qiubai was overjoyed. With this King-Level Low-Grade Cultivation Technique, his cultivation speed would be sixty-four times that of an ordinary warrior!
In other words, while an ordinary warrior would take sixty-four days to cultivate their first Vitality Dragon, he would only need one day with the King-Level Low-Grade Cultivation Technique!
Of course, this was an exaggerated statement.
However, one thing was certain: Royal-Level Cultivation Techniques not only enhanced cultivation speed but also elevated the quality of the Meridian and the Vitality Dragon.
"Very good."
Lin Qiubai was very satisfied. He cupped his hands in salute to the Senior.
One must remember the source of their blessings and express gratitude where it is due.
"This child has a good heart!"
The Portrait Figure's gaze sharpened, unable to refrain from praising.
"Wait a moment, I still have a great Fortune."
After speaking, the Portrait Figure summoned a Seven-Tiered Pagoda that flew out from the scroll and crashed down into the Treasure Pavilion, its peak slowly piercing upwards...
The Seven-Tiered Pagoda was extraordinary; even something as sturdy as the Treasure Pavilion had a large hole punched through one side, bright sunlight pouring in and illuminating Lin Qiubai's face.
Lin Qiubai's expression instantly turned extremely grim. It was easy to guess that Elder Qi and the Dean were probably already on their way to find him...
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