Chapter 1464: Chapter 1464: Blocked
"Idiot!"
Faced with the Inner Sect disciple’s repeated provocations and threats, Wyatt Barnes finally couldn’t resist turning his head. He swept a faint glance over him and casually spat out two words, his tone unhurried.
Idiot!
As soon as Wyatt spoke, the Inner Sect disciple was dumbfounded.
This guy... called him an idiot?
An Outer Sect disciple dared to call *him* an idiot?
In an instant, the Inner Sect disciple felt his anger surge uncontrollably, filling his chest like a raging fire.
However, by the ti he ca back to his senses, Wyatt had already selected a few jade slips and was making his way toward the doorway to the fourth floor of the Hall of rit.
Taking a deep breath, the Inner Sect disciple temporarily suppressed his fury and followed after him.
Soon, he walked past Wyatt and reached the counter first. He picked up his storage ring and left, clearly no longer planning to borrow the "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets."
The white-robed elder behind the counter didn’t stop him.
The reason he didn’t intervene was simple: the Inner Sect disciple hadn’t taken anything from the fourth floor of the Hall of rit, nor had he touched any of the jade slips containing Saint-grade martial techniques stored inside.
"Elder."
When Wyatt placed the saint slip containing "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets" and a few other jade slips on the counter, he could feel the deadly chill in the gaze of the Inner Sect disciple as he descended the stairs.
Wyatt ignored it completely.
Wyatt Barnes had never been one to fear conflict!
"’Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets’? Not bad, a top-grade human-level Saint Realm martial technique."
The elder picked up the saint slip, nodded approvingly, and then looked at the other jade slips. "These jade slips only store ordinary information... However, due to the sheer volu of data inside, each one still costs 1,000 rit points."
"Borrowing the ’Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets’ once requires 30,000 rit points. You must review it here. Once you’ve paid the points, you can begin."
The elder addressed Wyatt directly.
"I’ll pay for them all at once."
Wyatt pulled out his crystal card, swiped it to deduct over 30,000 rit points, and then stored the informational jade slips. He picked up the saint slip containing the Saint-grade martial technique, "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets," and began studying it.
In just an instant, Wyatt felt an overwhelming flood of detailed information pour into his mind, rging with his consciousness.
The entire "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets" was completely imprinted in his mory.
This was his unique ability.
Ordinary martial artists or Taoist cultivators required five sessions to fully comprehend Saint-grade martial techniques or Taoist techniques.
But Wyatt? He only needed one session—an instant, in fact—to rember everything perfectly.
Initially, Wyatt had planned to delay his borrowing session for fifteen minutes, but he rembered the words the white-robed elder had said earlier and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. "Young people should carry themselves with pride, should they? Then..."
With a thought, Wyatt made a decision.
Monts later, under the astonished gaze of the white-robed elder, Wyatt placed the saint slip back down on the counter. "Elder, I’ve finished borrowing it."
"F-Finished borrowing it?"
Hearing this, the elder’s eyes widened in shock, his expression one of disbelief. "You didn’t... perhaps already study it while you were upstairs?"
Most people who borrowed Saint-grade martial techniques would start reviewing them inside the fourth floor of the Hall of rit itself.
And as soon as a person picked up a saint slip in the Hall of rit, regardless of whether they ultimately took it out or not, they were required to pay the corresponding borrowing fee. This system was in place to prevent anyone from secretly studying Saint-grade martial techniques without paying the necessary rit points.
As the guardian of the fourth floor of the Hall of rit, the elder’s duties included not only collecting rit points but also monitoring activities within the area.
Like the Inner Sect disciple who had left earlier.
Since that disciple hadn’t touched any of the jade slips or saint slips on the fourth floor, the elder had not stopped him when he tried to leave.
Had he touched a saint slip or jade slip, however, the elder would have intercepted him imdiately and demanded the corresponding rit points.
In response to the elder’s question, Wyatt simply chuckled. "What do you think?"
"You little rascal, scared
for a second! I thought you actually finished reviewing the first stage of ’Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets’ in an instant... Turns out, you must have studied it while you were upstairs."
The elder shook his head, dismissing the idea.
Clearly, he couldn’t fathom the possibility that Wyatt had finished reviewing not only the first stage of "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets," but also all five stages in the blink of an eye. Who knows how his expression would change if he discovered the truth?
And this was precisely what set Wyatt apart from everyone else.
Any Saint-grade martial technique contained within a saint slip could be absorbed by Wyatt in its entirety with just a single glance.
This gave him an unparalleled advantage, sothing no one else could hope to match.
Like now—as he borrowed all of "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets" for just 30,000 rit points, he no longer had to worry about paying for additional borrowing sessions in the future.
In comparison, ordinary martial artists needing to master "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets" would typically require five borrowing sessions to complete their training, spending a total of 150,000 rit points in the process.
Listening to the elder’s remarks, Wyatt only smiled faintly, offering no further explanation.
What could he say?
Was he supposed to outright confess that he’d already committed all of "Golden Peng’s Profound Secrets" to mory, ensuring he’d never need to borrow it again?
Even if he did say that, the elder probably wouldn’t believe him.
"Elder, I’ll be taking my leave now."
Wyatt quickly bid farewell to the elder and prepared to make his exit.
"That Inner Sect disciple from earlier is at the early stages of the Saint Realm."
Just as Wyatt was about to leave, the elder spoke up in an unusually rare tone, offering a warning.
It was clear that he had been observing the entire "conflict" between Wyatt and the Inner Sect disciple from beginning to end.
"Though it’s of little concern to , I appreciate the warning," Wyatt said with a smile after hearing the elder’s reminder, visibly unconcerned.
"Of little concern?"
The elder was montarily taken aback.
"The Sect has rules, doesn’t it? Inner Sect disciples are forbidden from oppressing Outer Sect disciples in their territory. Even if he’s in the early Saint Realm—or the middle or late stages for that matter—what could he possibly do to ?"
Wyatt smirked as he spoke.
The elder was stunned. "So that’s how you see it... If that’s what you’re counting on, you’re gravely mistaken."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Wyatt showed a hint of confusion.
"The Hall of rit is located at the boundary between the Inner Sect and Outer Sect territories... To be precise, this place isn’t considered Outer Sect territory. Of course, it’s not considered Inner Sect territory either—it’s an interdiate zone."
The elder explained, "Here, Inner Sect disciples are permitted to target Outer Sect disciples... So long as they don’t kill or cripple them, there are hardly any restrictions."
"I see... If that’s the case, then I must admit your warning is indeed quite important," Wyatt said thoughtfully, offering his gratitude once more.
Originally, when tension had arisen between himself and the Inner Sect disciple, Wyatt had already prepared to face so form of retaliation.
However, at the ti, he believed that the disciple wouldn’t dare act against him before he entered the Inner Sect.
And once he beca an Inner Sect disciple, Wyatt figured he wouldn’t have much to worry about from such an individual.
Now, after hearing the elder’s clarification, Wyatt realized he had been mistaken. Apparently, the Hall of rit’s location fell outside the rules protecting Outer Sect disciples.
"Early Saint Realm, is it?"
Still, upon learning that the disciple was rely in the early stages of the Saint Realm, Wyatt remained unfazed.
Wyatt descended from the fourth floor of the Hall of rit and passed through the third floor shortly after.
Just as he was about to continue downward, one of the Inner Sect stewards at the counter on the third floor called out to him, "You’re Wyatt Barnes, right?"
Curiosity sparkled in the steward’s eyes.
His companion beside him appeared equally intrigued.
Clearly, they had already guessed Wyatt’s identity but needed confirmation.
"I am," Wyatt replied, nodding lightly. Under their enlightened expressions, he proceeded to leave the third floor and continued downward.
"So it was really Wyatt Barnes. No wonder he’s so extravagant."
"Yeah. Didn’t hesitate to spend tens of thousands of rit points in one go... I heard he netted three million rit points yesterday. Today, he generously returned half to those Outer Sect disciples who had helped him rake in the points."
Lost in their musings, the two stewards couldn’t help but sigh in amazent.
"Elder Garcia."
As Wyatt passed by the second floor of the Hall of rit, he greeted an elder who had already opened his eyes to gaze at him with a smile. Receiving a slight nod in return, Wyatt then proceeded toward the first floor.
Arriving at the first floor, Wyatt felt as though he had stepped into a bustling marketplace.
Nurous Inner Sect disciples were shouting and advertising their wares.
"So of these stalls weren’t here before..."
Wyatt scanned the Hall of rit’s first floor and noticed several new vendor stalls that hadn’t been there earlier.
Calling out to Elder Fire, Wyatt began browsing around the first floor once more.
Unfortunately, he didn’t co across any materials needed to repair the Jewel Tower.
"Looks like my streak of good luck has run out," Wyatt murmured with a wry smile as he turned to leave the Hall of rit.
Before he could walk far, Wyatt stopped in his tracks. He had noticed soone approaching—soone hostile.
With just one glance, Wyatt instantly recognized him as the arrogant Inner Sect disciple he had encountered on the fourth floor.
After leaving the Hall of rit, the man had obviously been waiting here for him.
"I thought you’d be too afraid to co out," the Inner Sect disciple sneered as he approached Wyatt.
From his tone, it was clear he had been waiting for a while.
"Too afraid to co out? Do you honestly think you’re intimidating enough to keep
in there?"
In the face of the disciple’s sneer, Wyatt fired back with a mocking laugh, his words dripping with scorn.
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