Path of Alchemy Mastery-Chapter 342 - 343: The 2nd Secret Manual

The same scene was not only happening to Mu Can.

In another space, a sturdy large black dog was howling as it was sent back to the starting position. Followers of the Wangcai Divine Sect saw Wang Cai pop back to this place and immediately went to Wang Cai’s side, looking him over with concern.

"Wang Cai, are you alright?"

Wang Cai answered with his actions; he stood up, shook off the non-existent dust on his body, and said indifferently.

"I was just testing my own findings, and was accidentally pushed out. Don’t worry, I’m fine."

Being such a face-conscious dog, Wang Cai certainly wouldn’t admit to his subordinates that he had chosen the wrong book and was ejected here, and made up an excuse on the fly. However, inwardly, he was grinding his teeth in frustration. The great Wang Cai, a pet of a Great Power from the Supreme Interface and an Artifact Spirit of the strongest magic treasure in the Supreme Interface, was actually ejected by a secret manual in the Mortal World; to Wang Cai, this was a supreme disgrace.

The minion of the Wangcai Divine Sect, of course, had no doubt in Wang Cai’s explanation. Seeing him looking fine, they returned to where they were comprehending the Secret Manual, concentrating on the Cultivation Technique in front of them.

"Woof!" Wang Cai barked loudly and instantly dashed into the aisle between the bookshelves, deciding to brave it to the end in one go.

If someone were looking at Wang Cai from the position of the last bookshelf right now, they would see a bulky black dog as large as a calf, with a magical Compass floating above its head. The Compass hovered over the black dog’s head, emitting a faint light that enshrouded the entire dog. Yet, although the black dog was charging forward madly, it looked as if it was facing some pressure, panting and sticking out its tongue as if enduring a monumental force.

In just a short while, Wang Cai actually made it to the front of the last bookshelf and successfully entered the presence of the strongest Secret Skills in the Scripture Pavilion for the second time.

If Mu Can knew about this, he would probably first look down on Wang Cai for taking shortcuts. However, the next moment, Mu Can would likely firmly slap himself. If Wang Cai could utilize the power of the Qiankun Compass, why couldn’t he leverage the power of the Reincarnation Pearl?

Of course, Mu Can had not yet thought of this. Like before, he was making his way step by step towards the last bookshelf.

The pressure on this path was determined according to the strength of the Cultivator. Cultivators of different strengths faced different pressures here, but this force was a harsh test just beyond a Cultivator’s limit. Reaching the end without immense willpower was definitely an impossible task.

Mu Can looked at the straight path leading to the last bookshelf and clenched his fists tightly as if to embolden himself.

"It’s no big deal; I’ve already walked it once, what’s the harm in walking it a second time."

Mu Can once again started walking slowly forward, his steps unwavering in determination. Even if the path ahead were a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, it was irrelevant; once Mu Can decided on something, absolutely no one could change his mind.

The pressure became gradually more tangible, and by the time he reached the last stretch of the path, it weighed on Mu Can’s shoulders like a mountain. It was as though he was shouldering a massive peak, causing him even to struggle for breath.

Mu Can held his breath, the last few dozen meters feeling like a chasm that turned into a colossal obstacle. If it wasn’t for a ruthless determination in his heart, Mu Can would have had no strength to press on.

The pressure was simply too great. Mu Can’s very bones creaked under its weight, forcing him to circulate his cultivation technique to resist this immense force.

For some reason, as he walked this path, Mu Can felt the pressure was even greater than the first time he’d encountered it. Finally, when Mu Can felt he could no longer withstand it, Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions activated, and his limbs began to undergo Dragon Transformation.

After Dragon Transformation, his body was noticeably stronger. Mu Can stooped over, clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and shouldered the pressure, moving forward step by step.

Twenty meters, ten meters, nine meters—each step required a tremendous effort. Sweat poured down like rain, running down Mu Can’s face, accumulating on his chin, and dropping onto the ground before him.

At last, Mu Can reached the bookshelf; the pressure suddenly eased, and he collapsed in front of it. The Dragon Transformation instantly reversed, and to think that an Intermediate Martial Saint could be so drained showed just how immense the pressure Mu Can faced really was. He felt more exhausted than after hundreds of battles, his eyelids drooped, about to slip into sleep.

"I can’t sleep, there’s limited time, and I still need to acquire another legacy," Mu Can thought as he was about to close his eyes. He suddenly sat up; if he had fallen asleep then, the next two days would have been a complete waste.

Struggling to his feet, Mu Can felt his steps waver for the first time in his life, barely keeping his balance. Yet even so, his eyes shone with a persistent light, a desire for power, a longing to control his own destiny.

A hand slowly extended towards a bookshelf filled with various secret manuals. This time, Mu Can closed his eyes and let fate decide, as long as he didn’t touch the same manual as before. There would always be hope. Although Lady Luck had not favored him just before, Mu Can believed he wouldn’t always be that unlucky.

When his fingertips lightly touched something solid without feeling any force, Mu Can knew he had chosen correctly. Slowly, he opened his eyes and pulled out the secret manual he had touched.

This time, Mu Can did not hide his joy, seeing the faint green glow on the manual, and burst into hearty laughter.

"Congratulations to contestant number seventy-two for obtaining the Ultimate Secret Manual, the ’Mingxin Wood Manual.’"

The familiar voice rang in everyone’s ears again, and as Mu Can looked at the manual in his hands, laughing merrily, he savored the hard-earned second secret manual.

Mu Can was unaware that since the establishment of Tongshen Mountain, he was the first person to successfully take out two secret manuals.

Because of the time constraint, even if someone made it to the location of the Ultimate Secret Manual, they could only comprehend one manual and had no time to obtain another.

Mu Can cradled the secret manual in his hands; the title ’Mingxin Wood Manual’ on the cover seemed to tell him that this was a manual to replenish life force.freewēbnoveℓ.com