Chapter 2247: Heavenly Scripture Pavilion

At the same time, beneath a high cliff at the center of Holy Island, Han Li's eyes flickered as he gazed at the hundred-zhang crystal wall before him.

Beside him, Crab Daoist, expressionless, was also examining the massive crystal wall.

About seventy to eighty feet away from the two, two green-robed elders stood with clasped hands, their faces filled with apprehension.

These two were naturally the guards specifically assigned to this area, both possessing late Void Refinement stage cultivation.

However, as soon as Han Li arrived and slightly released a trace of his Grand Ascension spiritual pressure, the two green-robed elders instantly became terrified and deferential, not daring to offer the slightest obstruction.

At this moment, Han Li had already scanned all the golden characters flickering on the crystal wall from top to bottom. After his gaze fixated upwards, it settled again on the third set of ancient golden characters.

"Profound-Heaven Slaying Spirit Sword"

Han Li murmured a few times in a voice barely audible, unconsciously raising a hand to gently stroke his other arm.

Where his fingers touched, a certain pattern on his arm hidden beneath his sleeve suddenly grew exceptionally hot, even causing a faint tingling sensation.

Han Li let out a long breath, then suddenly asked without turning his head:

"Is the Profound-Heaven Slaying Spirit Sword the latest Profound-Heaven Treasure to be listed? I heard that when this item first appeared, it drove all the races on Fengyuan Continent into a frenzy for a while."

"Replying to senior," one of the two green-robed elders stepped forward and replied cautiously, after they exchanged a glance, "when this Profound-Heaven Treasure first appeared on the list, it wasn't just Fengyuan Continent; even the super-clans from other continents sent people to search for it. But for some unknown reason, they didn't succeed, and no further news has been reported since. However, those great clans are likely still searching in secret."

"Perhaps so. Brother Crab, we've finished viewing the list; let's go." Han Li chuckled, surprisingly without saying anything further. He called out to Crab Daoist and turned to leave.

"Respects to both seniors!" The two green-robed elders hurriedly bowed in farewell.

"Brother Crab, do you know anything about this Chaos Myriad Spirit Ranking?" A short distance away from the Chaos Myriad Spirit Ranking, Han Li suddenly asked the accompanying Crab Daoist.

"In my memory, there is no information regarding this item. My master never mentioned it before either. However, I just sensed a trace of immortal spiritual energy from that crystal wall."

"Immortal spiritual energy!"

Han Li, who had not expected much from his casual question, was instantly startled upon hearing this.

"Indeed. Although it is very sparse, it is extremely pure. Its purity is no less than the immortal spiritual energy provided in the spiritual liquid you supplied earlier," Crab Daoist replied woodenly.

"That's quite interesting. It seems that although our Spirit Realm and the True Immortal Realm have been out of contact for many years, some connections between them cannot be truly severed." After Han Li pondered for a moment, he chuckled coldly to himself.

Crab Daoist's expression remained unchanged, and he said nothing further.

Holy Island was not particularly large. With the map provided by Li Rong, Han Li somehow turned left and then right, unexpectedly arriving before a small teleportation array.

He stepped onto it with Crab Daoist, then formed a hand seal with one hand.

The array buzzed, emitting a bright milky-white spiritual light. The two figures blurred and vanished without a trace from the array.

The next moment, in front of a seventy to eighty zhang tall pavilion, a flash of white light appeared. Han Li and Crab Daoist's figures flickered into existence within another array.

"Heavenly Scroll Pavilion"

After Han Li raised his head and glanced at the massive plaque hanging above the pavilion's entrance, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he turned to Crab Daoist and said:

"Brother Crab, please wait for me here for a moment; I'll be back shortly."

"Fellow Daoist Han, please feel free." Crab Daoist replied without hesitation.

Han Li nodded and walked towards the pavilion's entrance.

A short while later, he stood before an exceptionally pale-faced old woman and calmly stated:

"I hear the Heavenly Scroll Pavilion collects countless secret techniques. I intend to go in and take a look. Could fellow Daoist please open the restrictions?"

"Your face is very unfamiliar. Are you a newly arrived fellow Daoist on the island? Since you've come to this Heavenly Scroll Pavilion, I assume you are quite familiar with our rules." The old woman, seated cross-legged in the middle of the spacious first-floor hall, sized up Han Li with some doubt before finally speaking with a frown.

The aura of the person before her was unfathomable, making it impossible to ascertain their cultivation realm, which greatly surprised her inwardly.

"To learn a secret technique, one must either pay a sum of spirit stones according to its price, or exchange it for a similar secret technique not yet collected by the pavilion, correct?" Han Li said with a faint smile.

"Indeed. Fellow Daoist intends to pay with spirit stones, I presume! Although the spirit stones required to learn a secret technique are an astronomical sum, it's still far easier than actually exchanging a secret technique. Our pavilion already possesses over ten thousand types of secret techniques; finding one not yet collected is not that easy." The old woman said after a few hoarse, low chuckles.

"I see. As it happens, I do have quite a few secret techniques collected from foreign races. Fellow Daoist can check which ones we haven't collected." After Han Li pondered for a moment, he suddenly said with a smile.

Without waiting for the old woman to show a surprised expression, Han Li suddenly flicked his sleeve before her, and immediately, numerous jade slips of various colors flew out from it. After a flicker, they hovered motionless before the old woman.

There were nearly a hundred of them.

"These jade slips, are they all collected by fellow Daoist from foreign races?" The old woman witnessed this sight, her eyes went wide, and after a good while, she finally swallowed and spoke.

"Indeed. Fellow Daoist might as well take a closer look." Han Li said with a faint, unreadable smile.

"Then please wait a moment, fellow Daoist. This old one will verify them immediately." The old woman finally regained her composure and said repeatedly.

Next, she hurriedly grabbed one of the jade slips and swept her divine sense through it.

"Essence-Dissipating Light Splitting Art"

"Isn't this the famous secret technique of the Feathered Race? I heard that unless one possesses the purest bloodline of the core Feathered Race, one cannot learn this art. This type of secret technique is indeed not recorded in the Heavenly Scroll Pavilion; it can be used for exchange."

The old woman only looked for a moment, and her face again showed an expression of surprise.

"Oh, it seems fellow Daoist is quite knowledgeable about foreign race techniques. This art was indeed something I incidentally obtained from the Feathered Race back then, but it wasn't quite suited for my physique, so I never cultivated it." Han Li showed a hint of surprise upon hearing this.

"Hehe, this old one was once renowned as the person who knew the most secret techniques among the two races. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been sent by those old fellows to guard this Heavenly Scroll Pavilion." The old woman heard Han Li's words, and a hint of pride unconsciously appeared on her wrinkled face as she spoke.

Then, after putting away this jade slip, she grabbed another jade slip and similarly examined it with her divine sense.

"'Nine Blazes Demonic Grand Art,' this seems to be a demonic secret technique. Our pavilion has not collected this either.

"'Heavenly Radiance Green Wood Art,' this is a secret technique passed down among the Wood Race. However, our pavilion already has this one."

As the old woman checked each jade slip, she could surprisingly state the origins of most of them.

It seemed that her earlier claim of being the most knowledgeable person in secret techniques among the two races was not false.

However, the old woman had only examined a dozen or so jade slips, and her heart grew increasingly shocked.

Not only were the origins of the secret techniques in these jade slips diverse, but two-thirds of them had actually never been collected by the Heavenly Scroll Pavilion, making it impossible for her to suppress the astonishment in her heart.

One must know that normally, even if someone genuinely exchanged other secret techniques for those in the Heavenly Scroll Pavilion, they would only offer one or two at a time.

An act like Han Li's, taking out nearly a hundred types of secret techniques for exchange in one go, was probably unprecedented since the Heavenly Scroll Pavilion was built.

After a full quarter of an hour, the old woman finally finished examining all the jade slips. After exhaling a long breath, she spoke to Han Li solemnly:

"Of the jade slips you've presented, a total of sixty-one are not collected by our pavilion. Are you truly planning to use all of them to exchange for other secret techniques in the pavilion?"

"Sixty-one, that's not a small number. Let's use them to exchange for sixty-one other secret techniques here." Han Li stroked his chin and replied with a smile.

"Very well, since fellow Daoist has decided. This old one will now open the pavilion's restrictions for you to enter and choose other secret techniques. First, a reminder: once you have chosen sixty-one secret techniques, you must immediately exit. Furthermore, these secret techniques can only be cultivated and learned by you alone; you must not privately teach them to others or your disciples. Otherwise, once Holy Island learns of it, enforcement envoys will naturally administer punishment." The old woman said in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, I am learning so many secret techniques merely for reference. I will genuinely cultivate only a few, and I certainly won't teach them to others casually." Han Li replied nonchalantly, flicked his sleeve again, and stored all the jade slips not chosen by the old woman back into his sleeve.

"It's good that fellow Daoist understands this. Then, this old one will cast the spell." After the old woman nodded slightly, she opened her mouth and spat out a glistening golden token.

She formed a hand seal with one hand to activate it, then pointed a finger into the air.

Instantly, the golden token trembled, spewing forth a sheet of silver light which surged directly towards the staircase entrance.

With a soft whoosh, a muffled sound came from the staircase entrance, as several layers of invisible restrictions seemed to break open.

Han Li, with an unchanged expression, moved and instantly disappeared into the staircase.

In the first-floor hall of the pavilion, in the blink of an eye, only the old woman remained, still seated cross-legged on the ground, deep in thought.

Han Li did not stay in the pavilion for too long. After the time it takes to eat a meal, he floated out of the pavilion with an unchanged expression.

After Han Li gave the old woman a slight bow, he walked out of the first-floor hall without looking back.

"Who exactly is this person? He is definitely not like ordinary newly arrived Integration stage cultivators on the island. His aura is so profound that even I cannot discern its depth. And he could take out so many foreign race secret techniques at once. Could this person be..." The old woman stared at the hall entrance for a while before suddenly muttering to herself, her eyes suddenly brightening.

At the same time, Han Li, who had just walked out of the pavilion, suddenly heard a whooshing sound above his head as three streaks of golden light shot towards him.