An Ultimate Martial Art

Su Ye's act of taking revenge once again allowed others to see his arrogance and tyranny. They felt that because Su Ye had confidence, he had drifted away, and hated him to the bones.    

    

However, not many people knew clearly that these various things that were fighting and trampling on their enemies were simply a pile of rubbish in Su Ye's eyes, a pile of nonsense that affected his cultivation. It was simply not worth being happy about.    

    

His mind was clear and his eyes were sharp. He was well aware that in this cruel world of Immortal Cultivation World, only his own strength was worth trusting the most. Compared to training and improving one's strength, any problems were insignificant.    

    

As a result, he wasn't in the least smug.    

    

After leaving Hateful Peak with Chu Yi and the others, Su Ye went back to the twelfth courtyard alone, took out the silver book, and continued his "reading" journey.    

    

Su Ye was very clear that he had two major matters at his current stage. The first was to find the thing Mo Xingtian was talking about, so that he could cultivate his Spirit Root and truly attain the realm of an Upper Level Artifact.    

    

The second thing he needed to do was find a treasure of the five elements and continue raising the grade of the spiritual fire in his body.    

    

In comparison to these two, participating in the great sect competition was not something he particularly valued.    

    

However, neither of these events happened overnight.    

    

This was especially the case for the first time. Searching for an object to entrust to others gave him a particular headache.    

    

He realized that the various existences within the Heavenly Dao were like the quicksand of a Ganges. There is nothing you can't think of that does not exist. To choose an object from the countless existences that was suitable for one to view and form their own spirit root, the difficulty level was not any less than a mortal ascending to Nine Heavens Immortal World. It was even better than it was before.    

    

There was only one reason for the confusion. It was that his vision was too narrow and his view of the world was too narrow.    

    

Just think about it, if he, Su Ye, a disciple of a large background clan, had the chance to read millions of books and understand everything in the world since young, how could he be so lost if he wanted to find an existence he liked to entrust it to?    

    

Therefore, it was rare for him to discover such astonishing information hidden within the Silver Heart Book. How could he miss this opportunity to enrich his knowledge and broaden his horizons?    

    

Furthermore, he had promised to return the Silver Book of Life to Gong Qiusi within half a month at the most, so he could not go back on his promise.    

    

In reality, if not for the fact that he sensed that Ji Liancheng was harboring evil intentions towards him, which made him recall that Chang Lihen had hidden behind her back and ordered Ji Liancheng to kill him, he would not have stepped on Chang Lihen again in such a rush. To him, stepping on Ji Liancheng was a complete waste of time.    

    

Returning to the main topic, once again returning to the main point where he was silently reading and absorbing knowledge. Su Ye once again felt that his consciousness was wandering around in this vast world of knowledge, like a soul exiting its body and wandering freely.    

    

As the saying goes, a person's mind is filled with calligraphy and writing, and a person's mind is filled with the vigor of poetry.    

    

Although Su Ye was not a scholar, the knowledge he read was also not from those poems and songs that could make people sour in the spring and autumn of life.    

    

He was more like a traveler walking in an illusory world, watching everything that existed in the world, and then coming to a realization.    

    

It was precisely this kind of unceasing enlightenment that allowed him to gradually develop a subtle spirit, which appeared from within and became a kind of poetic vanity, a kind of temperament like Hua Rui's.    

    

In that moment, Su Ye returned as if he had lost his soul, and suddenly discovered that a strand of his spirit had been gradually nurtured out of his soul. His entire soul was round and full of spirit, and he was extremely excited as well.    

    

Unconsciously, he was no longer able to extricate himself.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the sky brightened. The second day of the competition had arrived. However, Su Ye was still immersed in his own world, accepting all kinds of knowledge as if he was thirsting for something, and didn't wake up in the slightest.    

    

He had already tossed the great sect competition to the back of his mind.    

    

Until the sun went down and the sky turned dark. The great sect competition had ended on the second day, and all five hundred and eight great chaotic battles had ended. Five hundred and eight outer sect disciples had been decided to participate in the second round of eliminations.    

    

Ye Fan excitedly ran over to the house twelve to tell Su Ye that he had succeeded in entering the second round of the Large Competition. Only then did he knock on the door and wake up.    

    

It was only then that Su Ye realized that he was really absent from the second day of the sect's tournament. But he did not say anything, nor did he give Ye Fan any details on the process of the competition. He encouraged Ye Fan with a few words, gave him fifty drops of heavenly dew, and then continued his journey to recuperate his mind.    

    

Su Ye was confident that he would be able to dig out all of the knowledge within the Silver Book of Life and read it all. He was confident that he would be able to gain a deep understanding of it and even be able to nurture a full spirit.    

    

Day after day.    

    

Su Ye had never come out of his closed doors, as he was completely absent from the great sect competition. Although many people were confused and could not figure out what Su Ye was doing, they did not care too much. Coincidentally, there were a lot of people who did not want to see Su Ye, and wished that he would not even participate in the inner sect competition.    

    

On the fifth day of the great sect competition.    

    

The outer sect competition had reached its most critical moment, and the final twenty outer sect disciples would have to fight two by two. The final ten victors were the top ten disciples of the outer sect competition this time, and Ye Fan was lucky to be one of them.    

    

Ye Fan's fate was not bad, and with the help of Su Ye's heavenly dew, he displayed an astonishing strength in the upcoming competition. A cultivation at the third level of the Transcending Mortality Stage actually seemed to have the spirit to sweep away others of the same level, allowing him to gain the title of 'Little Genius'.    

    

The reason why he was a little genius was because with Su Ye's Pearl Jade in front, any pearl would look dull compared to him. With Su Ye in the disciple area of Qing-Yun Sect, who would dare to call themselves a genius?    

    

However, when everyone realized that Ye Fan was actually the first outer sect disciple who had followed Su Ye to his side, and that he was originally of lowly birth, even someone like Fang Lie, who could be easily bullied, had displayed extraordinary strength because of Su Ye's guidance, it made people have an indescribable feeling towards this little genius.    

    

And it was on this day that Su Ye reached an extremely critical point in his excavation of the silver document.    

    

Although some profound knowledge that Su Ye was unable to understand would appear from time to time, those knowledge still had a way to rely on. As long as Su Ye could calm his heart and ponder on it, with the support of other knowledge, he could extract a few pieces of information, and with just a few words, he would be able to analyze some profound truths that would form a firmer foundation for his journey to rejuvenate his spirit.    

    

However, at this moment, the silver book spat out 108 words that didn't look like patterns or symbols.    

    

Immediately after, the silver letter was no longer dug up by the Gate of the Mystery. This meant that with the appearance of the 108 strange symbols, Su Ye would no longer have any use for the Silver Book of Life and would be able to return it to him.    

    

Su Ye was confused, he had always been curious how long the excavation of the Silver Book of Life would take for it to end. However, no one could have imagined that it would end like this.    

    

What exactly were these 108 strange symbols?    

    

Su Ye studied it for a long time, but he was completely at a loss.    

    

He had dug up so much information, but there was no clue that could help him unravel the meaning behind the 108 strange symbols.    

    

The more it was like this, the more curious Su Ye became. He racked his brains, gnashing his teeth as he tried to decipher the meaning behind the 108 symbols.    

    

Following that, Su Ye ignored the other knowledge and focused on the 108 symbols, observing their form and expressions. Gradually, he had a very subtle feeling, as if there was an indescribable thought telling him that these 108 symbols were actually a type of language.    

    

With regards to this strange intuition of his, Su Ye still believed without a doubt. He believed in this intuition for no reason at all.    

    

As he gained deeper and firmer comprehension, he suddenly discovered some strange changes. This changes originated from the Gate of the Mystery itself.    

    

That Gate of the Mystery used to have two big pillars that reached the sky, and on them appeared ancient runes that he still could not comprehend. Every time the Gate of the Mystery absorbed more and more books and grimoires, those ancient runes would become even more distinct, as though they were trying to become nine heavens Azure Dragons.    

    

Because of the appearance of the 108 runes, the ancient runes on the door pillar were much clearer than before. There were even some new ancient runes in the blank areas of the door pillar.    

    

It was as if the Gate of the Mystery was originally a type of boundless dao, as countless books and treasures were filled up, a vast amount of knowledge was poured into it, causing this boundless dao to appear even more fully.    

    

The power that the hundred and eight symbols brought to the Gate of the Mystery, on the other hand, far exceeded all the knowledge that the Gate of the Mystery had absorbed before.    

    

In other words, the existence of these one hundred and eight symbols was even better than all of the knowledge that Gate of the Mystery possessed.    

    

One could imagine how great the significance of the existence of these 108 symbols was.    

    

Su Ye felt his blood boiling, and he became even more determined to unravel the secret of the 108 symbols.    

    

His gaze lingered on the two pillars, passing by the ancient talismans that gave off a desolate aura. It was a kind of unwittingly excited gaze. Unexpectedly, it only lasted for a short while, and it gave birth to a feeling that even he himself was shocked …