Chapter 1631: Divine Sense Records Texts, One Thought Recites Ten Thousand Books

"Let the young man take over?"

Everyone's mouths twitched.

It seemed... Zhang Jiuxiao was older than you!

A twenty-year-old, speaking in a world-weary tone about someone older as young... how strange was that?

But if measured by the master-disciple hierarchy, the latter was a student, indeed a young man.

However...

"Zhang Jiuxiao is currently at the peak of the Saint Domain Eighth Layer. Although his bloodline is very pure, he has never learned core martial techniques or cultivation methods. I'm afraid..."

Sword Saint Xing frowned.

Zhang Jiuxiao had broken through to the early Saint Domain Eighth Layer during the clan competition. Recently, with abundant clan resources and the activation of the blood pool, he had become a peak Eighth Layer expert.

Such strength was indeed remarkable among the younger generation, but compared to the present Tantai Jiankui, the gap was far from trivial.

Most importantly, he had previously been a branch member, never having come to the core, and had never learned the martial techniques or cultivation methods here. How could he compete?

Wasn't that just waiting to lose?

"No matter. Let him come."

Unconcerned, Zhang Xuan waved his hand casually.

"Yes!"

An elder received the order, turned and walked out, and before long brought him in.

"Master!"

Entering the room, Zhang Jiuxiao hurried forward.

"Mm. I assume the Ninth Elder has already told you on the way: you will represent the Zhang clan in the competition against the Hundred Schools of Thought. You must win, not lose!" Zhang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly.

"Must win..." Zhang Jiuxiao's face was full of embarrassment. "Master, I only broke through yesterday. My cultivation hasn't fully stabilized..."

He had heard on the way that this competition with the Hundred Schools was of great consequence. If he lost, he might become a sinner of the clan!

"Cultivation not stabilized? That's simple."

Zhang Xuan stepped forward. "Sit down."

"Yes!"

Though he didn't know what his master intended, he dared not disobey. Zhang Jiuxiao immediately sat cross-legged on the spot.

With a faint smile, Zhang Xuan extended his hand and placed it on the other's head.

Zhang Jiuxiao was about to say something when he felt a warm surge of energy flow from his master's palm, spreading through his body in an instant. The places where true qi had congealed due to the recent breakthrough were shattered by the impact, and damaged meridians were repaired.

In the blink of an eye, his entire strength, essence, energy, and spirit achieved perfect fusion and unity, as if he had been immersed in this level for years. The drawbacks of rapid advancement and inability to control power vanished completely.

"This..."

Nangong Yuanfeng and Tantai Zhenqing exchanged glances, disbelief in their eyes.

This was not a direct infusion nor boosting his cultivation, so it didn't violate the rules.

It was a special method to perfectly integrate his power with his body. This required not only pure true qi but also peak mastery over power control and precise knowledge of the student's physical condition.

In the Great Confucian Hall, countless experts existed, but almost none could achieve this. Even ancient sages might not be able to accomplish it!

Yet a peak Saint Domain Ninth Layer expert did it effortlessly...

This Zhang clan leader was far too formidable!

"Alright, you've now fully stabilized your peak Saint Domain Eighth Layer cultivation. As for the Zhang clan's time law comprehension and martial techniques..."

Zhang Xuan frowned, hesitated, then looked at Tantai Zhenqing nearby, bowed with clasped hands, and said apologetically, "Senior Tantai, my student has only recently returned to the clan and knows only some branch martial techniques. If you don't mind waiting a while, I'll teach him a few moves now, so he won't panic during the fight."

"Teach a few moves? You mean... learn now?"

Tantai Zhenqing was stunned.

The mysteries of time law and its associated martial techniques were profound and extensive. Even his own students, after careful explanation, needed at least several years to master one technique. Learning on the spot... were you serious?

"Indeed. Don't worry, it won't take long. Half an hour is enough."

Thinking he was concerned about time, Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.

"Half an hour..."

Tantai Zhenqing was utterly bewildered.

What could one learn in half an hour?

And this was to challenge his student, a 'Seeing Divinity Without Corruption' expert...

Not only him, but Ouyang Yuanfeng and the many disciples all exchanged puzzled glances, confused.

Just as everyone was wondering how he would teach and enable his student to comprehend martial techniques in half an hour, Sword Saint Xing's slightly frantic voice rang out.

"Xuan'er... you've only been back in the clan for less than two days... you've never learned or even seen the clan's martial techniques. How can you teach them?"

"..." Ouyang Yuanfeng and Tantai Zhenqing both staggered.

So, he didn't even know them himself, yet he claimed to teach someone in half an hour...

I want to know, what were you thinking?

Was this Zhang clan leader an idiot?

"I really don't know them, but that's fine. I can learn now. Eighth Elder, you oversee the clan's library. Go now and bring the clan's martial techniques and cultivation method manuals. The faster, the better!"

Scratching his head, Zhang Xuan turned and gave orders.

"Yes!"

An elder hurriedly flew out. Before long, he returned, shaking his hand, and a pile of books, along with bookshelves, landed before everyone, densely packed, numbering tens of thousands of volumes.

As the continent's foremost clan, the Zhang clan boasted countless experts and left behind innumerable legacies—manuals, cultivation methods, martial techniques beyond count. The Eighth Elder had only brought the core disciples' most commonly studied texts.

It was impossible to bring everything in such a short time.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Expressing gratitude, Zhang Xuan swept his eyes over them. At the same time, his divine sense spread out. In an instant, all the books on the shelves levitated, pages rustling as they flipped rapidly.

"This is... divine sense recording texts, one thought reciting ten thousand books? This, this is impossible?"

Tantai Zhenqing staggered, utterly incredulous.

"Divine sense recording texts means dividing divine sense into countless strands to record the words in books. Kong Shiyao, the most talented in the Great Confucian Hall, can only read three thousand books simultaneously, breaking a ten-thousand-year record. He... is reading over a hundred thousand volumes. How strong is his divine sense?"

Nangong Yuanfeng's jaw dropped, nearly hitting the floor.

Dividing divine sense was possible for anyone at the Saint Domain Second Layer. Reading one book was easy, allowing quick memorization. Reading two books meant splitting attention in two.

That alone stumped many, even some Nascent Soul realm experts found it difficult.

The Great Confucian Hall had countless geniuses and experts, but the strongest prodigy could only read three thousand books simultaneously and memorize them. This guy read over a hundred thousand at once...

Wasn't he afraid of mental chaos, truly becoming an idiot?