Narrow Road

He laid on the bed with his stomach faced to the ceiling. It was a truly cramped hut, but the fragrance of ink wafted around the room, allowing his mind to be incredibly at ease. It was indeed the perfect place to practice his martial arts. Although the flipping sound of the books never stopped once outside, it was still quiet inside the hut.

His Omniscient Mirror scanned his surroundings until the entire Sutra Library was completely imprinted into his mind, and he could now see both the inside and outside clearly.

The first floor had a total of sixty bookshelves and every bookshelf had four shelves, while each shelf had about two hundred books. If his calculation was not wrong, the number of books that this one floor held was extremely astonishing, not to mention that this building had four floors.

The Sutra Library was literally a vast ocean of books. To finish everything, he would need at least half a lifetime.