None of the techniques or spells at the first level met his approval.
Because he himself possessed many unparalleled techniques.
For example, the Heavenly Dragon Technique, the Devouring Technique, the Primordial True Scripture, the Primordial Fire Scripture, and the Free Sword Technique given by the Drunken Sword Immortal, each of these can easily defeat all the techniques and spells within the first level.
"Will the second layer be even stronger?" Ye Qiu asked.
"I knew you wouldn't like the stuff on the first floor. Let's go to the second floor," Lin Qingzhu said with a smile.
Soon, the two arrived at the entrance to the second floor.
At the entrance to the building, an elderly man with white hair was dozing off.
Lin Qingzhu stepped forward and bowed: "Old Chen, this is Ye Qiu, from Tongcheng. I'll take him to the second floor to have a look."
"Old Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you," Ye Qiu greeted him.
Elder Chen glanced at Ye Qiu but ignored him. Instead, he said to Lin Qingzhu, "Holy Maiden, you can go in, but he can't. Only elders, Holy Maidens, or Holy Sons can go up to the second level."
"Elder Chen, the Palace Master has appointed him as the Literary Instructor of our Supreme Divine Palace, a position equivalent to that of the elders. He can go up there," Lin Qingzhu said with a smile.
"A literary mentor?" Old Chen was slightly taken aback: "He's so young, is his professional ability up to par?"
“Absolutely passable,” Lin Qingzhu said.
“Then I’ll test him.” Old Chen looked at Ye Qiu: “Young man, I’ll test you. If you pass, I’ll let you go up to the third level, let alone the second level.”
"What's on the third floor?" Ye Qiu asked. "If there's nothing good on the third floor, I can choose whether or not to go."
"Are you confused?" Lin Qingzhu hurriedly said, "The third level contains the Immortal Technique."
Upon hearing that there was an immortal technique, Ye Qiu immediately became interested: "Alright, Old Chen, you can test me."
"Hehe, you love swordsmanship. Just say a few words on the topic of swordsmanship on the spot." Old Chen smiled at Ye Qiu.
"That's easy," Ye Qiu said casually. "Sword energy stretches across 30,000 miles, and a single sword strike chills nineteen continents."
Old Chen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up. His originally gentle expression instantly turned sharp, like a divine sword hidden in the darkness that suddenly burst out of the darkness.
Even Ye Qiu was taken aback by this powerful aura: "Old Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"The sword energy stretches across 30,000 miles, and the light of a single sword chills 19 provinces. I seem to see an unparalleled sword immortal standing at the pinnacle."
"Good, well done!" Old Chen slapped Ye Qiu on the shoulder excitedly. "I've heard the disciples of the library mention your deeds in Tongcheng, but I thought you were just overrated. Now it seems you truly are exceptionally talented."
"Old Chen, the important thing is that you let me go up to the third floor."
"Say two more lines," Old Chen said, staring at Ye Qiu.
"No, I can't think of anything else," Ye Qiu said.
“You’ll definitely be able to figure it out. Say a couple more words, and I’ll guide you to find a great opportunity,” Old Chen said in a low voice.
"really?"
"Really?" Old Chen nodded solemnly.
"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. I believe you. Let me think about it." Ye Qiu closed his eyes, trying hard to recall the poems about swordsmanship he had read.
Old Chen was once again stunned by Ye Qiu.
A gentleman's word is as good as his bond; even his casual remarks are insightful. This young man is truly a prodigy...
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