Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

What lay before him indeed exceeded Ning Qi's imagination; even the accumulation of the Inquiring Sword Pavilion was dwarfed in comparison. He turned his head to look at Taoist Baishan and saw the other party looking back with arrogance:

"How are the scriptures of our True Profound Sect?"

He chuckled, revealing yellow teeth, with an indescribable sense of pride. Finally, he had the chance to appear mighty in front of Ning Qi.

"The scriptures here, you can read any of them. If you wish, you can even stay here afterward. However, I've gotten a bit tired of reading them myself. If there's anything you're looking for, just ask me directly."

Ning Qi smiled and said:

"Can I really look at anything?"

"Of course! In the True Profound Sect, when I speak, it absolutely counts!"

Hearing such bold words, Ning Qi couldn't help but give him a sidelong glance.

Taoist Baishan, a newly ascended Celestial Human, could actually make such bold statements, leaving only one explanation: his seniority and status were very high.

Ning Qi nodded without any courtesy:

"Does your True Profound Sect have any records regarding the Martial Saint Realm?"

The previously proud Taoist Baishan was suddenly at a loss.

Ning Qi's interest waned:

"No?"

"Not quite, just that, young Ning, you're too young and far from reaching that level. Don't aim too high." A trace of exploration flashed in his pupils, but he quickly chuckled to cover it up.

Ning Qi casually opened a Taoist Scripture:

"The Martial Path sets lofty goals, I'm curious."

Taoist Baishan said no more, leading Ning Qi straight to the top floor.

The higher they went, the fewer the scriptures, but Ning Qi understood these were the essence, not easily shown to the outside world. He secretly marveled at how worthy the True Profound Sect was for its long transmission.

He patted the white jade bookshelf holding dozens of ancient texts. Taoist Baishan curled his lips and said:

"Here, the records about the Martial Saint Realm are all here. See for yourself."

With that, he reclined onto a nearby meditation mat, his eyes unfocused as he stared at the pavilion's top, as naturally as if he had returned home.

A hint of delight emerged in Ning Qi's eyes; this was truly an unexpected joy.

He reached out to take an ancient text, slowly opening it, and immediately a sense of weightiness swept over him.

The first line of text made his spirit tremble:

"The Power of Heaven and Earth is called Spiritual Qi, and the path of the Martial Saint is to refine Spiritual Qi into the body to gain various profound mysteries."

Spiritual Qi?

This was his first time learning of such a concept; previous ancient texts he'd acquired had only fragments recorded, but this one seemed quite detailed, giving him a different kind of shock right from the beginning.

Ning Qi couldn't help but look at Taoist Baishan, only to see the latter completely indifferent, already in a state of spiritual wandering.

Ning Qi forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and continued to read downwards.

"A Martial Saint transcends the ordinary to reach sainthood! How to gain the sainthood? The key lies in Spiritual Qi. The Celestial Human Realm only perceives Spiritual Qi, barely resonating with it, but like a child wielding a great hammer, it cannot grasp its mysteries..."

"The power of a Martial Saint is extraordinary, unmatched in combat, capable of incinerating mountains and boiling seas, and can extend inheritance through time, a thousand years without decay."

"..."

Unknowingly.

He fell into the Enlightenment Realm.

He read with particular seriousness, pausing from time to time to think carefully.

Unaware of how much time had passed.

With the last ancient text finished, Ning Qi subconsciously continued to turn the pages, only to realize he had reached the last page. His eyes were filled with an unfulfilled desire.

"That's it?" he sighed longingly, speaking instinctively.

The nearby Taoist Baishan had awakened at an unknown time. He chuckled:

"Having these is already quite good!"

Ning Qi nodded slowly.

That's true, indeed, having these is already quite good. Not to exaggerate, these ancient texts are already more than all he obtained before combined, and more detailed. Yet, Ning Qi still felt a bit restless.

It's truly.

These texts all ended abruptly, often stopping at the most critical points, or only touching the surface.

For example, some texts mentioned that the Power of Heaven and Earth is called Spiritual Qi, and the key aspect of the Martial Saint's path is refining Spiritual Qi, but how to refine it? Yet it is vaguely explained.

Others mentioned the terrifying combat power of a Martial Saint, even describing battle scenes, but when it came to specific core descriptions of the Martial Saint Realm, they were all omitted, or replaced with unrelated terms.

This left Ning Qi somewhat scratching at an itch without relieving it.

Ning Qi looked at Taoist Baishan:

"Why do I feel that the authors of these ancient texts did this on purpose, speaking in riddles and making things unclear? Why is that?"

He increasingly felt that Taoist Baishan was not simple, perhaps knowing some secrets.

But Taoist Baishan just shrugged:

"How would I know? These books have been around for a long time. Maybe when you reach that realm, you'll understand. As I've said before, peeking at such realms prematurely is not good; it might lead to setbacks and wild thoughts."

Ning Qi chuckled and said:

"Aren't you also newly stepping into the Celestial Human Realm, and probably still far from the Martial Saint Realm? You've probably read these books more than once."

Taoist Baishan sat up with a flip:

"That's different; I have accumulated profound insights and might soon step into the Martial Saint Realm. How about it? If you switch allegiance to our True Profound Sect now, you still have the last chance to board the big ship!"

He looked at Ning Qi expectantly.

Ning Qi laughed silently.

He just shook his head slightly and looked at the ancient text in his hand again, not saying anything to mock, considering these texts.

It must be said.

These ancient texts are quite useful.

Although they all have abrupt endings, serving perhaps just to broaden insight for others, Ning Qi's intuition is such that, even with a hint, he could deduce something useful.