Time flew by quickly, and Xu Fan had been in the library for nearly half a day, finally obtaining what he wanted, the Refinement of the Divine.
Although the Refinement of the Divine was extremely dangerous, the fact that it was printed in ancient script showed that probably no one in this base chose to cultivate it. However, it also avoided the fate of being lost to others. For Xu Fan, it was a blessing in disguise.
Xu Fan carried a copy of the Refinement of the Divine. As a cover, he also held a few combat skill books and approached the old man in the corner.
The ninth floor had no counter, not even another person, just an old man squatting in the corner, engrossed in reading an ancient book. Apparently, this old man was the person in charge here.
"Senior, I want to borrow these three books." Although Xu Fan couldn't sense any spiritual power fluctuations from the old man, he still spoke with utmost respect and politeness.
