341: Chapter 342: Back to the Starting Point 341: Chapter 342: Back to the Starting Point No one knew what Mu Can had just been through, and Mu Can also decided not to share this experience with anyone.
In his heart, the choice he had made to risk everything in order to reach this particular bookshelf was undoubtedly one of the most correct decisions he had ever made.
When Mu Can attained enlightennt in this realm just now, what he obtained was far more than the re martial skill, Ice and Fire Glass Lotus.
It was a deeper comprehension of the laws of the universe.
One could say that this secret manual, this realm, had opened up a new world for Mu Can, one that allowed him to see a farther future.
From now on, Mu Can could step onto a path that was uniquely his own.
When the Ice and Fire Glass Lotus blossod, it cracked the space, and when the violent energy dissipated, a visible fissure quietly remained there, like a shattered mirror.
Bang!
A soft sound, and the whole space shattered into countless fragnts.
The next mont, Mu Can found himself back in front of the bookshelf, holding the secret manual which, like the space just now, crumbled into dust particles and dissipated into the air with Mu Can’s breath.
“It seems that the space within such secret manuals can only be used by one person,” Mu Can shook his head.
If that’s the case, then all the secret skills inside must be similar unique spaces, offering individuals a space to comprehend martial skills on their own.
“Congratulations to number seventy-two for successfully comprehending Snow Pride Fla.
Snow Pride Fla will now disappear from the Scripture Pavilion.”
Just as Mu Can was montarily stunned by the comprehension, the mysterious voice once again rang in everyone’s ears, whispering as though it was right beside them.
“I knew it, this youngster Mu Can definitely wouldn’t have a problem,” Wang Cai assud he was facing the sa situation as Mu Can, also in front of the final bookshelf.
However, what was once on the shelf was now missing forever—a manual called Snow Pride Fla.
“To think there was such an expert, it seems I also need to speed up,” Donghuang appeared in front of the last set of bookshelves as well, pondering over which secret manual to choose.
Hearing the mysterious voice, Mu Can cursed silently in his heart.
Now that everyone knew he possessed a top-level martial skill, it was not necessarily a good thing for him.
“That’s great, I knew you could do it,” Xu Liang was still attentively studying the profound cultivation technique recorded in the manual in front of him.
Of course, the technique in front of Xu Liang was just an ordinary one, its glow far from dazzling.
However, even so, to Xu Liang, an independent Loose Cultivator without any backing, this technique at the Martial Saint Level seed extraordinarily desirable.
It was a necessary item for him to break through from a Martial Arts Sect and advance to Martial Saint Level.
As a teammate, seeing Mu Can truly overcoming the final test and obtaining the highest-level secret manual in the Scripture Pavilion filled Xu Liang with admiration.
It’s not every cultivator that has the courage to challenge themselves, especially under such great risk.
Like Xu Liang, who after much deliberation tried to withstand the pressure once and knew imdiately it was beyond his ability, thus decisively choosing a manual that best suited him rather than pushing his limits.
Of course, this was based on the fact that Xu Liang had no idea what the last bookshelf represented.
This was the brilliance of the Creator of Tongshen Mountain.
After all, with the mighty weapon of sealing mories at disposal, no secrets here could be leaked.
However, this ti, far more people challenged the last bookshelf than before, not just Mu Can, Wang Cai, and Donghuang, but also Dongfeng Shuo and several others with strange appearances, who had all chosen the final bookshelf.
This also confird from another perspective that the strength of the cultivators entering the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm this ti surpassed any previous group.
Mu Can slowly cald his mood.
There was still plenty of ti.
Based on his previous experience, he should be able to obtain at least two more secret manuals.
With that thought, Mu Can did not hesitate.
This ti, he reached for one of the manuals shimring with a faint green light on the bookshelf.
In the Mortal World, green signified vitality, and although Mu Can was not certain that the green shimring manuals had any relation to Life Force, once he made his choice, he had no regrets.
The mont Mu Can’s fingertips touched one of the manuals, a familiar sensation passed through him.
The next mont, a trendous force travelled from his fingertips throughout his body, a force so strong that even with Mu Can’s Martial Saint Level strength, he seed utterly powerless against its recoil.
However, although the force was imnse, it was not intended to harm.
Otherwise, Mu Can would have been severely injured.
Clearly, Lady Luck was not on Mu Can’s side this ti.
The manual he had just picked had no affinity with him, aning there was no possibility of practice, signifying he would have to retread his prior path.
Although the force expelled Mu Can from before the final shelf, when he had just left the Inheritance Land and was standing on the alley between the shelves, familiar pressure ca at him, sending him flying beautifully through the air and then crashing back to where he had first entered the Scripture Pavilion.
This, sent him right back to the starting point.
“Damn it, if one has bad luck and chooses wrongly every ti, wouldn’t that all be suffering for nothing?” Mu Can bitterly smiled to himself.
Lady Luck can’t always stand by one’s side.
This ti, Mu Can didn’t choose right.
“Are you alright?” Xu Liang only felt sothing fly past him, and upon closer inspection, realized the unidentified flying object was Mu Can.
He was curious as he thought Mu Can had already obtained a manual, wondering why he was ejected.
But the next mont, Xu Liang understood the reason.
“The Creator of this Scripture Pavilion really knows how to play with one’s heart.”
Xu Liang silently rejoiced that he had not chosen the last bookshelf, for had he reached it with great difficulty only to find no affinity with the manual and be sent back to the starting point, he felt he might have gone mad on the spot.
And Mu Can was facing precisely this predicant—he would need to rewalk the path he had taken if he still yearned for another chance at Enlightennt.
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