Lin Zheyu had no idea what those people were planning. By now, he had already returned from Tranquil Waters Restaurant and resumed reading the technique manuals he had borrowed from the sect. Creating martial cultivation techniques required not only a high level of mastery but also extensive knowledge of martial cultivation.

More than ten days later, in the Azure Tide Pavilion.

"Elder Yang, I would like to leave for a few days," Lin Zheyu said.

"How long?" Elder Yang turned to look at him.

After some time apart, Elder Yang found this disciple increasingly difficult to read. He did not suspect anything, however. He knew that Lin Zheyu cultivated the Tortoise Breath True Technique and the Evernight Slumber Secret Art. With the powerful concealment granted by these techniques, even Grandmasters might not be able to see through him.

"Around three months," Lin Zheyu replied. "I wish to go to the main sect for a time and study its collection of technique manuals to deepen my martial cultivation knowledge."

"Oh?" A hint of surprise appeared on Elder Yang's face. "Have you already gone through most of the manuals in Heavenly Blessing Pavilion?"

During this period, Lin Zheyu had frequently borrowed technique manuals from Heavenly Blessing Pavilion, something that did not escape Elder Yang's notice. He did not mind. It was a good thing for martial artists to study manuals and deepen their understanding.

The more profound their accumulation, the higher their chances of advancing to the Grandmaster realm or breaking through to the Martial Innate realm. What surprised him was how quickly this young man had gone through so many manuals. It was almost excessive.

"I have read most of them, though selectively. I have encountered some difficulties in my martial cultivation and wish to visit the main sect's Library Pavilion to seek answers," Lin Zheyu replied.

In truth, Lin Zheyu had already read through every valuable technique in the sect and, relying on his powerful spirit and soul, had committed them all to memory.

"Very well, go. I will arrange for others to take over your duties. Be careful on the road. The heretical sect may not have given up on you yet," Elder Yang said with a nod.

"I understand." Lin Zheyu cupped his fists.

After receiving a token from Elder Yang, he took his leave.

[Heaven Rewards the Diligent]

[Name: Lin Zheyu]

[Origin Force: 6]

[Skills: Primordial Concealment Technique (Perfection), Phantom Flash Soul-Chasing Steps (Third Stage: 89%), Thunder Roaring Purple Cloud Technique (Fifth Stage: 11%)]

My concealment technique has reached Perfection, yet I still have no clue about the three great divine repositories. I hope this trip to the main sect yields something.

At this moment, as he circulated the Primordial Concealment Technique, his vast true origin sank into the acupoints throughout his body, leaving behind only a thin remnant that transformed into fine strands of true strength flowing through his meridians. During this period, while refining and improving the Primordial Concealment Technique, he had also accumulated 6 units of Origin Force. For now, he had no intention of using them.

All the acupoints in his body had been opened. If he did not advance to the Martial Innate realm, the traditional path of martial cultivation had effectively reached its end. His movement techniques had already reached six times the speed of sound, nearly the limit of his body. The nature of true origin differed from spirit power. Even the escape techniques of immortal cultivators rarely exceeded six times the speed of sound, let alone martial cultivation, which was less adept in this regard.

If he continued to push further, his current physique would not be able to endure it. The only path left for improvement was body-refining techniques, along with searching for the legendary three great divine repositories. As for those repositories, he still had no leads. He needed to accumulate more knowledge of martial cultivation.

As for body-refining techniques, the collection within Heavenly Blessing Pavilion was too limited to satisfy him. He intended to fuse multiple body-refining techniques into something unprecedented, using it to break through the limits of martial cultivation. The Thunder Roaring Purple Cloud Technique was merely a method he currently used to expend true origin and stamina in order to push past his limits more quickly.

***

After leaving the sect, Lin Zheyu found a secluded spot and stored his travel bundle into his storage pouch. His appearance gradually changed, his muscles swelling as his body grew more robust.

Whoosh.

Lin Zheyu tapped the ground lightly and moved swiftly through the forest. His speed was remarkable, and it did not take long for him to reach the vicinity where he had previously hidden the storage pouch. Under his control, the Perception Domain expanded rapidly, instantly covering a radius of about 2,500 meters.

Every movement within the forest fell under his awareness. Aside from a few well-hidden demonic creatures, he detected no one else.

Lin Zheyu captured several ferocious beasts and drove them toward the location where the storage pouch was hidden, using them to test for traps. Once the probing was complete, everything proved safe.

Lin Zheyu slammed a punch into the ground, blasting open a massive crater.

He then leapt into the pit and thrust his hand into the soil. When he pulled it back out, he held a palm-sized, finely crafted storage pouch. The inferior storage pouches he carried on him were nothing compared to this one.

It's still here after all this time. Looks like there's nothing suspicious about this storage pouch.

He pushed his Perception Domain to its limit, constantly monitoring his surroundings. Fortunately, nothing unusual occurred, and he let out a slight breath of relief. His powerful spiritual sense surged out from his sea of consciousness and poured into the storage pouch. Almost immediately, a sharp pain struck. An invisible barrier blocked his spiritual sense as countless spikes stabbed toward it. Flames erupted in an instant, as if trying to refine and destroy it.

"Hmph! Break!" Lin Zheyu snorted coldly as he drove wave after wave of spiritual sense into the storage pouch.

He knew little about restrictions and understood almost nothing about them. But Lin Zheyu believed in overwhelming force. As long as his spiritual sense was strong enough, even the toughest restriction could be broken. The searing heat burned against his spiritual sense, sending waves of intense pain through him, and he frowned slightly. Having endured countless hardships along his path, this level of pain meant nothing to him.

His divine sense hammered continuously against the restriction. After over a hundred impacts, fine cracks finally began to appear.

The cracking sounds grew steadily louder. A faint smile curved Lin Zheyu's lips as he intensified his assault on the restriction, ignoring the heavy drain on his spiritual sense. If it ran out, so be it. His strength did not rely on spiritual sense. Even if it was completely exhausted, it would only have a minor effect on him.

The cracking grew more rapid and dense. At last, with a final surge of spiritual sense, the restriction shattered completely. A space of roughly ten cubic meters instantly appeared within Lin Zheyu's awareness.

"As expected of a high-grade storage pouch!" Lin Zheyu was delighted.

Unfortunately, the restriction had been destroyed. If he wanted to use it, he would have to tie the pouch closed with a rope. Retrieving items from it would be much more troublesome.

"I'll keep it as a backup. There's not much inside, though. What kind of random junk did this guy stash? These bones, teeth, and pelts... could they be valuable forging materials? These herbs contain far more energy than ordinary ones. They're likely rare alchemy ingredients. There are also three dharma artifacts, thirty spirit stones, and three Divine Power Crystals. Not bad." After taking stock of the contents, Lin Zheyu was quite pleased.

His supply of spirit stones had nearly run out, but now he had replenished it. Aside from the spirit stones, the dharma artifacts also appeared quite valuable and would likely fetch a good price.

After taking the storage pouch, he went to the place where he had hidden the Bronze Gold Drum and the Colorful Star Sword. The Bronze Gold Drum was gone, taken by someone unknown, but the Colorful Star Sword remained. Although Lin Zheyu was not well-versed in dharma artifacts, he could tell that the sword was extraordinary. Still, its origin was questionable, and he did not dare use it openly.

That person seems to have some backing... Lin Zheyu thought after examining the contents of the storage pouch.

The items on that young man from the Directorate of Celestial Observation were even more valuable than expected, evident just from the storage pouch alone. They were far beyond anything he had seen on other immortal cultivators. Still, Lin Zheyu had handled everything carefully and should not have left any traces. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

I'll go to the main sect first. Once my strength reaches its limit, I'll take my chances at an immortal market.

The mortal black markets were chaotic and rife with treachery. Lin Zheyu did not believe immortal markets would be any more peaceful. He tapped his foot lightly and headed toward Guanghua City. Though it was far from Wuling City, his speed was so great that he would arrive quickly at full pace.

Hm? Why are they here?

Lin Zheyu came to an abrupt stop, his brows knitting slightly.