The Sect’s Seasonal Matches Begin!

“He’s here again… He’s here again.”

The huge parrot inside the golden cage on the second floor of the General Library fluttered its wings in excitement as he saw Shi Mu coming-up the stairs. Then, he started to chatter loudly.

The mountain-like man was seated behind the table; he got angry as he heard the loud sounds of the parrot. Then, he started to poke the parrot’s head with a wooden stock. The parrot started to issue a strange and painful screech as it begged for mercy.

“Oh… it’s you! You haven’t showed-up since ages. So, what brought you here today? Could it be that you were unable to obtain Flaming Demon Tokens?” The fat-man stopped poking the parrot, and turned his head; he was surprised to see Shi Mu.

“Master Ju, this humble disciple went through an appraisal process a few months back. Now, this disciple has became a registered magician practitioner… So, I’ve come here to look for books on formula arts and martial arts techniques,” Shi Mu replied respectfully.