Before the priest laid a few books… and upon closer inspection, Gerald realized that they were all guides for learning the supreme heavenly techniques!

“My god!” exclaimed Gerald. Was he in the saintly ruins? Whatever the case was, this senior sure was merciless…

After all, by keeping all this knowledge down here, even the greatest of prodigies would’ve surely died in the unforgiving river… Even if someone did manage to slay the Redflame Dragon, nobody would’ve had the courage to come down here!

“What a vicious senior… With how greedy humans are—cultivators included—, I can’t imagine how many power-hungry individuals have died here!” muttered Gerald as he shook his head.

Still, he couldn’t help but admire the old priest. Though Gerald wanted to at least know his name, there were simply no clues of what it could’ve been. All there was, were those books.

Staring at the supreme heavenly technique books—that the greatest of cultivators had been seeking out throughout the years—,