The so-called Transmission Pavilion is the place where the family’s guards and descendants learn martial arts, and it’s also the most well-known place.
It can be understood as a library, where everyone can come, which also means that the top inheritance would not be here.
For example, the Heavenly Eagle Castle’s direct transmission of "Heavenly Eagle Long Sky Skill", and the secret techniques of eagle breeding and training.
Only these two things attract Mei Weixuan the most; other secret martial arts manuals are like sand to this noble scion.
However, Zhong Lin’s eyes were shining; things that Mei Weixuan saw as sand were treasures to him.
Quickly stepping forward to check, he saw that these bookshelves were arranged according to different realms.
For instance, all the books on the shelf in front of him were Lower Third Grades cultivation techniques.
"Eagle Claw Bone Refining Skill", "Iron Arm Eagle Body Technique", "Iron Feather Skill", "Iron Bull Body Forging Technique", "Frog Skill", "Flying Eagle Skill"...
Counting carefully, there were as many as seventy-seven in total, including the "Iron Mountain Skill" familiar to Zhong Ming.
"What a powerful force, there are more than seventy secret manuals here, which are hard to find even with a thousand gold outside."
Zhong Lin thought about the secret martial arts manuals monopolized in Black Mountain County, which were easily obtainable here, and couldn’t help feeling emotional.
There were also several other shelves, with martial arts techniques corresponding to them placed on them.
Knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, hook, fork, fist, foot, palm, claw — there were hundreds of them, with claw techniques being the majority.
This is understandable, as the foundation of Heavenly Eagle Castle is the Eagle Claw Skill.
Continuing forward, the cultivation techniques on the next shelf were much fewer, only a dozen in total.
But upon seeing the names on them, Zhong Lin was almost overwhelmed.
"Great River Blood Building Skill", "Mixed Treasure Pile", "Blood Transformation Divine Posture", "Eagle Strike Sky Posture", "Amber Blood Coagulation Skill"...
Zhong Lin’s eyelids twitched; he wished he could pack up all these martial arts and take them away.
He cursed himself, having fought so hard, resorting to poison and kidnapping for one "Red Sun Stance", yet there were a dozen here, and upon opening them, most were much more profound than the "Red Sun Stance".
The adjacent shelf had dozens more Qi and Blood martial arts techniques, all kinds that left one dazzled.
Any one of these, placed outside, could cause a bloody storm.
"Hurry up, let’s go to the next place, these are just things that aren’t worth appearing on stage," Mei Weixuan urged.
A single sentence nearly broke Zhong Lin’s composure again.
Glaring fiercely at Mei Weixuan, Zhong Lin quickly took off his clothes and hurriedly packed dozens of secret books from the shelf.
He selected the three best Blood Coagulation Stance Techniques, and the rest were various Qi and Blood martial arts, taking some from all types of fist, foot, step techniques, knife, spear, sword, halberd.
Having promised to become a Weapon Master, he must do it right.
The two quickly sprinted towards another place.
A sharp cry echoed throughout the Heavenly Eagle Castle, causing the two who were running to suddenly stop.
Zhong Lin instinctively looked up, only to see a massive eagle flapping its wings and descending from the sky over the distant square.
The giant eagle’s body was enormous, its wingspan stretching over tens of meters, like a small building.
Its feathers were dark black, with a metallic sheen under the firelight, and a tuft of white feathers on top of its head looked like a white crown from afar.
Its eagle claws were yellow jade in color, with talons as thick as a person’s arm, exuding a cold killing intent.
The giant eagle descended from the sky, its violent wind felt by Zhong Lin even at a distance from the square, causing tiles on nearby houses to rattle under the airflow.
The huge eagle claws grabbed at the black-clad man, and though he dodged, they easily gouged deep marks into the ground, turning the marble floor into the consistency of tofu.
Zhong Lin stood dumbfounded in place, struggling to turn his head towards Mei Weixuan.
"Is that an eagle? How can an eagle be so big?"
Mei Weixuan also stopped, full of surprise as he looked at the giant eagle, saying, "I didn’t expect that there would be a mutant beast of the eagle kind raised in Heavenly Eagle Castle. No wonder their secret eagle training techniques haven’t been taken away. With this creature around, the black-clad man will definitely lose, and we don’t have much time."
Zhong Lin swallowed hard, the appearance of the giant eagle revealing another layer of mystery in this world to him.
It turns out that not only are there transcendent martial artists, but also transcendent beings.
This was not the time to ponder, Zhong Lin suppressed his curiosity and closely followed behind Mei Weixuan.
Before long, the two arrived at another hidden area of Heavenly Eagle Castle.
"You bold little thieves, how dare you come to my Heavenly Eagle Castle to stir up trouble? Prepare to die."
As the two neared the pavilion, an old man in white, slim and elderly, charged towards them head-on.
His bony palms resembled eagle claws, with nails of an inky black, accompanied by a foul wind.
The martial art the old man displayed was called "Split Eagle Poison Claw," involving tempering the palms with poison while practicing Eagle Claw Skill. Once mastered, not only does it possess the ferocity of Eagle Claw Skill, but the added poison increases its lethality, and a single wound can poison the victim to death.
The long sword in Mei Weixuan’s hand unsheathed, the cold gleam sweeping horizontally, clashing with the poison claws, producing a sound like metal striking metal.
Zhong Lin wore a serious expression; to fight on par with Mei Weixuan, this old man was also a Fifth Grade master.
However, Zhong Lin was unwilling to be outdone; he stamped his foot hard, thigh muscles vibrating, Qi and blood roaring, his whole person shooting out like a black line, his fist launching like a cannon.
"Eight-step Chasing Cicada," though a Lower Third Grades martial art, excelled in instantaneous burst.
Moreover, with the old man entangled with Mei Weixuan, this provided Zhong Lin the opportunity to attack.
This punch struck straight at the chest of the old man in white.
A sound of bones breaking echoed; the old man’s chest instantly caved in, and blood gushed out.
Upon seeing the old man injured, Mei Weixuan moved in, grabbed his arm, and exerted force in the palm, with a cracking sound, breaking the old man’s arm directly.
The onset of pain caused the old man in white to faint on the spot.
Zhong Lin and Mei Weixuan exchanged glances, surprised at how seamlessly they worked together on their first cooperation.
Zhong Lin returned the smile, darting into the pavilion quickly.
This pavilion was much more spacious than the previous Transmission Pavilion, housing all sorts of weapons and minerals.
"Damn, found the wrong place again."
Mei Weixuan cursed in frustration; failing to find what he wanted twice in a row made him furious.
However, this was within Zhong Lin’s expectations. After all, both the "Heavenly Eagle Long Sky Skill" of Heavenly Eagle Castle and their secret eagle breeding and training techniques were their lifelines, hidden deeply, possibly in a dedicated vault, and if it were so easy to find, Heavenly Eagle Castle would have been plundered long ago.