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Qin Yu spent a month.
"Phew, that's enough."
Of course, it wasn't that her understanding had reached perfection—rather, she had repeatedly analyzed and grasped these books on techniques.
Her own potential was limitless, but the limits imposed by her environment were finite.
"Still, my permissions are insufficient." Qin Yu knew that the depth of Wuque's foundation was far greater than what she had access to—after all, it had "history."
History was inscrutable, so naturally, its foundation was too.
Unfortunately, the maximum privilege she had now was merely that of Gudao Peak's First True Disciple.
Just like with the Golden House.
Limited by permissions.
If she wanted higher privileges or a better platform and environment, it meant...
Qin Yu set the books aside, picked up the teapot, poured herself a cup of water, and drank half of it, scanning the spacious reading room with her gaze.
Wow!
