The three doors had been deciphered.
Lu Cang still planned to tackle the least dangerous door first.
Lu Cang opened the door to the room storing various recipes and Potions. A musty, moldy smell wafted out from the dusty ancient tomes within.
Lu Cang casually raised a hand.
A gust of icy wind blew forth.
Pushing the odor out of the room.
Lu Cang wasn't too worried about whether the smells carried trace amounts of poison.
After all, Kumironi was with them.
For now, as long as you weren't dead for too long, she could probably fix it.
"Another Secret Scroll of a Death Priest..."
"Why are the Secret Scrolls for this Profession so common?"
This was already the third Death Priest Secret Scroll Lu Cang had come across.
Lu Cang had also learned a little about appraising Secret Scrolls.
He could now identify which Profession a Secret Scroll belonged to just by examining the patterns on it.
'It really pays to study...'
'With enough knowledge, you don't have to rely on anyone.'
