Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

To the noble clan disciples, one hundred points might not be much, but to most of the common disciples, it was a lot.

What annoyed all the disciples equally was how many refinement methods there were in the Heavenly Library, whether high or low-level refinement methods, which made it hard to choose. Some disciples managed to accumulate a hundred points, but that would only buy the Barbaric Fist.

The book was inexpensive, selling for only a dozen gold in the Imperial Capital, so, paying a hundred points was a waste of points.

There was an art to pick a refinement method at the Heavenly Library.

All outer disciples were granted access to the Heavenly Library once to select a refinement method.

Under guidance from the masters, they headed for the Heavenly Library.

The deeper into the Cloud Sect that someone went, the more they experienced its vastness. After passing mountain forests, lakes and magnificent buildings of various shapes, they finally came to the gates of a great hall.

The hall had a purple haze covering it. With careful observation, streaks of purple light could be seen emitting from it.

As Zen stared at the bright glow, his eyes hurt. It was a peculiar feeling, similar, but much weaker, to that of the cyan dragon figure in his mind.

"Pupils, don't look directly into the light," reminded one of the masters warmly. "Through your eyes, it can damage your soul."

Hearing this, the outer disciples immediately looked away from the light.

injury'. Someone with even a minor soul injury would feel the effects, like dizziness and weakness for several

the light, Master?" asked one of

known as the

as well as the saber," pointed out the master. Then

species of a headless

master gave,

dragon intent' giving the cyan dragon its

no way Zen would ever forget how it felt as the dragon intent was tearing his soul. 'But then? What is the intent?

to keep his question to himself

almost ran into the disciple in front of him when everyone came to a stop in front

stronger the Vengeful Beast intent will become. At that point, even if your eyes are closed,

and the outer

disciples, Zen climbed the stairs and entered a magnificent hall.

middle of the great hall, Zen saw a towering word cast in black iron. It was a number, one.

techniques offered out here in the outermost part of the Heavenly

called out as they continued walking and passed the

about ten thousand different tier-one refinement methods, and there are twenty shelves, then that means

empire. In spite of the vulgar manner the noble disciples

here, most of them went