Chapter 106: Something More Precious than Gold...!

Reon strolled through the Outer Sect, his thoughts a whirlwind of unanswered questions.

"How can I build the Core Void Eye?"

He had some understanding of physiques from the novel—after all, Yang Lie had gradually refined his own, overcoming countless tribulations.

But understanding it and actually cultivating one were two entirely different things.

Worse yet, he had no knowledge of how to cultivate a Constitution in the first place.

And his own Constitution… was even more strange and mysterious.

A sudden thought struck him.

"Wait… That's it!"

His destination became clear— 

A place teeming with a vast repository of knowledge, brimming with ancient texts, cultivation manuals, and techniques of all grades.

Any disciple could access its treasures… provided they had the Sect Points to pay the price.

But before that—

"I need to go somewhere else first."

After an hour of walking—

Skyreach Mission Pavilion.

The towering structure loomed ahead, its golden plaques gleaming under the sunlight.

He stepped inside, heading straight for the Mission Report Counter.

"I need to submit my completed mission before the deadline. There's no way I'm losing 5,000 Sect Points just because I was late."

Reon swiftly handed over the front fangs of the Ironclaw Direwolf, his proof of completion.

Moments later, his Essence Token registered the reward, adding the points to his total.

But he wasn't done yet.

He approached the Material Selling Counter, retrieving the various spoils gathered during his time in the Mystic Evergreen Forest.

One by one, the beasts' remains and rare herbs were carefully appraised before being exchanged for points.

And when the final total appeared—

He nearly Hit the Jackpot.

With a smirk, he left the pavilion, his Essence Token proudly displaying over a million Sect Points.

A fortune by Outer Sect Standards.

As he followed the map towards his destination, another thought gnawed at him.

His Spatial Ring...

It wasn't the same as the one issued by the Sect.

This one was Different.

Vast—far beyond the standard-issue rings given to disciples.

No... even Larger.

Boundless—almost as if it had No Bottom.

More Refined, exuding an air of Mystery.

As if the items within could be retrieved with nothing more than a Mere Thought.

Even his 'Identify' couldn't get information about that.

Which led to a troubling question—

"Could this ring be linked to Xue Taiyang's True Origin?"

A cold shiver ran down his spine.

Because if that were the case…

Then the real mystery behind Xue Taiyang's identity was far deeper than he had ever imagined.

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After a long walk, Reon finally arrived at his destination.

The Outer Sect's Branch Library.

"I have arrived…"

"Yes, that place is the Sect's Library."

From the outside, it appeared to be an unassuming three-story building, no different from the Security Pavilion.

But as he stepped inside—

His breath hitched.

What he saw left him utterly stunned.

The interior stretched far beyond what should have been possible.

It wasn't just three floors—it was Seven.

Larger, grander, and even more imposing than the five-floor Skyreach Mission Pavilion.

Rows upon rows of towering bookshelves lined the walls, brimming with scrolls, cultivation manuals, and techniques of all kinds.

The central area was left open, a vast empty space that made the structure feel even more surreal.

"Spatial Stones… They must have used them to expand the interior while keeping the outer appearance deceptively small." Reon speculated.

Reon made his way to the front counter, where a Minor Elder sat with a bored expression.

Without hesitation, he requested an instruction book about the library's system and regulations.

As he skimmed through its contents while strolling through the aisles, he quickly learned how the library was structured:

The ground floor contained only basic books and Common-Grade techniques. A massive table sat in the middle, available for disciples who wished to study on-site.

The second to fourth floors housed Uncommon-Grade techniques and scrolls.

The fifth to seventh floors contained the Rare-Grade techniques, the highest level available in the Outer Sect's library.

Anything beyond that—Unique, Epic or Legendary-Grade techniques, manual and arts—was restricted to the Inner Sect or the Core Sect's Library.

But today, Reon wasn't here for high-level techniques.

No, he had come for something far more Important.

Something that could only be found on the Ground Floor.

Something hidden in Plain Sight.

He halted in front of the first bookshelf.

"This... This is it!"

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed several thick volumes from the shelves.

The moment he did—

Gasps echoed behind him.

The other disciples who had noticed his actions were Stunned.

"What… What is he doing?" one of them muttered.

"Could it be... that he found a long-lost Hidden Sect Technique?" another whispered, eyes wide with disbelief.

"No way! If that's true, then he's ridiculously lucky to stumble upon something like that!"

"Secret technique…?" Reon nearly choked on his own thoughts.

You fools, if only you knew... Well, in a way, those books are invaluable to me.

With the books in hand, he turned and walked toward the counter.

Silence.

The entire hall fell into Dead Silence.

The disciples watched in disbelief, their expressions torn between confusion and horror.

"...For real? Those books?"

"What the hell does he plan to do with them?"

"Has he gone mad?"

Reon could practically hear the judgmental stares burning into his back.

"Tch. What do you bastards know about the value of these books?" he cursed inwardly.

They could mock him all they wanted—he understood their worth.

THUD!

With a resounding thud, he placed the stack of books on the counter in front of the Minor Elder.

"Minor Elder, I need copies of all these books," he said firmly.

The Minor Elder, who had barely glanced up before, now looked at him properly—first at the books, then back at Reon's face.

A long pause.

"...You're serious?" the Elder finally asked, as if doubting his own ears.

Reon met his gaze without hesitation. "Yes. I need one copy of each."

The Elder scoffed, shaking his head. "You're the first disciple to ever request these books. Honestly, I'd be lucky to sell even one copy since they were placed here."

"Fine—take them to the copying counter. I'll even give them to you for free."

Reon bowed slightly. "Thank you, Minor Elder."

He picked up the books with a quiet sense of triumph.

Yes… these books were those books.

The ones every child in this world had grown up hearing about, perhaps even before they could walk.

Books that no so-called "genius" would ever spare a second glance at, dismissing them as beneath their attention.

But to him…

They were more precious than gold.

They were the Foundation—the most basic of basics.