Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 251

The golden scrolls, imbued with immense power and rules, swiftly filled Yan Shoulu’s entire sea of consciousness.

Yan Shoulu couldn’t help but groan in pain, feeling as if his head were about to explode. Mo Yu’s cold but gentle voice reached his ears.

“Use your internal fire to suppress it.”

Yan Shoulu tried to regain his composure, focusing all his attention on his sea of consciousness.

Although he couldn’t make out the characters on the golden scrolls Mo Yu transferred to him, he could sense the overwhelming power emanating from them.

These were far beyond Heaven-tier quality!

Could they be Immortal-grade?

Were there really Immortal-grade items on this continent?

But Yan Shoulu had no time to think about this.

The pain was so intense that it left him unable to think clearly.

Yan Shoulu sat cross-legged, with Mo Yu’s hand resting on his forehead.

Golden light surrounded them both, causing the space around them to subtly distort.

With one scroll transferred, Mo Yu felt a significant reduction in the pressure within her sea of consciousness.

However, the unbearable weight remained. She still had over ten scrolls floating in her sea of consciousness.

In hindsight, she realized she had been too greedy. After grabbing so many scrolls, she found she couldn’t handle them all.

But…

Mo Yu had no regrets.

In her previous life, she spent thousands of years cultivating, aiming to transcend the tribulation and become an immortal.

But the eighty-second thunder tribulation shattered her path to immortality and destroyed her Dao heart.

Now, with the chance to obtain items from the Immortal Realm, she would risk her life to acquire as much knowledge as possible.

These scrolls could be distributed to others with stronger endurance.

The sect’s ancestors and elders were the first choices.

After completing the transfer, Mo Yu withdrew her hand.

She used her spiritual power to form a starlight gold platform to support the golden scrolls still in her sea of consciousness.

Yan Shoulu opened his eyes, shocked by the colossal presence in his sea of consciousness.

“Senior Sister, what are these things?”

Although he had a vague idea, hearing Mo Yu’s confirmation made him tremble uncontrollably.

“Immortal-grade scrolls.”

Yan Shoulu’s voice quivered. “These… really Immortal-grade?”

Just the presence of the scrolls emitted a silent, powerful aura, distorting space.

In his sea of consciousness, they formed whirlwinds and vortices.

Following Mo Yu’s advice, he wrapped his internal flames around the golden scrolls, barely maintaining balance in his sea of consciousness.

This prevented the powerful Immortal-grade scrolls from destroying his cultivation.

Mo Yu nodded, her face still pale.

“With your current cultivation level, you can’t directly study them. Wait until your cultivation improves.”

Such a rare, priceless Immortal-grade scroll.

Mo Yu was actually giving it to him?

Yan Shoulu stood up in a panic. “This… Senior Sister, this gift is too precious. I can’t accept it.”

These were Immortal-grade items!

If word got out, it would cause a sensation among all cultivators on the continent.

Even the strongest from the first-tier sects would covet them.

Mo Yu weakly waved her hand. “Just keep it to yourself. Don’t tell anyone.”

To protect herself, she had to distribute these items quickly.

Her sea of consciousness couldn’t bear the weight of these Immortal-grade scrolls.

“I’ll give you control of this flying device. Take me to the Ning Family Manor to see Ning Shaoyang. I need to meditate. Wake me when we arrive.”