Orin was starting to think that the reason he wasn't freaking out or at least feeling more concerned about what this place was, might be because this place had something or did something to make him feel calm and relaxed. The more Orin thought about it the more it made sense. The whole point of a library is to be a place where people could study and learn, and most people are better able to study and learn when they are in a calm and relaxed state of mind. This gave Orin a sense of relief that lack of freaking out was outside his control, he didn't understand why he felt relief, but he decided he should go to the second floor and worry about things when he could worry about things.
The second had the same look as the first with only one difference, instead of the thousands of books that Orin had spent hours every day for two and a half years reading, there were only the few dozen that he had read the first page this morning. Orin felt disappointment at this turn of events, but that feeling soon vanished as quickly as it had come. Picking up a book on flame control, Orin couldn't help to wonder what was worse, an empty floor of bookshelves, or a few books with only the introduction in them.
As Orin opened the book and looked at the introduction, he tried to flip through the pages, he found he could. The seal that prevented him from doing so this morning in the city library was gone. The pages he could read this morning were now full of instructions on how to circulate his Qi and how to transform it into fire Qi, and how to expel it from the body in a way that was controllable to the cultivator. Putting this book down, he picked up another and found it unsealed as well, in a few minutes all of the few dozen books were looked through and found to be unsealed and could be read at any time without having to pay spirit stones.
Orin felt he should be jumping around in joy over this joyous discovery, or at the very least yelling in excitement. He had just figured out that with this weird mysterious library he could copy all the books in the library without having to spend his precious spirit stones. He wouldn't have to pick and choose the spells he wanted to learn with a budget in mind; he could learn them all for free. When he thought of all the things he wanted to learn, alchemy was near the top.
Alchemy used different ingredients to produce pills, elixirs, and teas that increased cultivation, strengthened the body, cured poisons, and healed the ill. The books were on the third floor of the city library and cost ten or so spirit stones per hour, and with its information spread through a dozen books, one could go broke before they found the recipe they wanted to learn. With Orin's cultivation at the peak of the third layer, he had no hope in making pills and elixirs. He didn't have enough Qi to power an alchemy caldron, in fact he couldn't afford to buy and alchemy caldron to even try. But he had some hope of making some alchemic teas, if he could find the right ingredients.
To make pills and elixirs you need the ingredients, an alchemy caldron, and the strength to refine them, one also needs to be able to fail at least one-hundred times before you succeed the first time. But to make a tea, all you need is the ingredients, clean water, a pot, and maybe a mortar and pestle. Teas are nowhere as strong as pills or elixirs, but even if it only a tenth as strong, that tenth is far more than the nothing Orin has now.
Orin had already thought of copying the remaining hundred books or so from the first floor of the city library, along with all the books on the second floor that he could get his hands on. The problem was with the third floor, while there were no guards preventing him from going to the second or third floor, he may get questioned and shooed away because of his current cultivation. The attendants on each floor had the right to remove anyone they thought was a disturbance, and if necessary to revoke their right to enter the library for a period of time.
The attendants might not bother to care about him being on the third floor or they may ask him to return to a lower floor as not to disturb those studying on the third floor. This was entirely up to the attendants to decide, and arguing with an attendant was useless. He would have to try to get what he wanted tomorrow and hope his lucky was good enough to get him through.
But at the moment Orin had a different problem at hand, if this library worked like the dome from last night than he wouldn't be able to leave till he woke up in the morning. Which meant he was stuck in this library for another seven or so hours, he was starting to regret going to bed early. With nothing else to do, he quickly decided to kill the time by reading the books he had copied on the second floor. He decided to start with the one he thought would help him the most at the moment, a spell called Stone Shot.
Stone Shot also one of the easier spells to learn and only had two steps, first was to use Qi to compress soil into a solid stone and then shoot it towards a target. Orin was hoping that he could learn this spell and use it to hunt rabbits and birds. Because he could say that the stick he throws to hunt with is a hit and miss weapon, but in truth it was far more miss than hit.
It didn't take long before Orin was confident that he understood the spell, and he also understood that he didn't have enough Qi to use the spell. It was only a few days ago that Orin had reached the peak of the third layer, and it would still take two or three weeks to breakthrough his current bottleneck to the fourth layer. After studying the spell for a while, he chose another spell book to study.
Just after Orin had begun to read a fifth spell book, he woke up in his bed. Unlike the night before, everything he saw and read still remained in his memory. Sime he was awake, it was time to start his plans for the day. First it was time to take a bath and wash the sweat of a hot summers night off him before having breakfast, then it was time to do some hunting. He was hoping to have some roast rabbit or bird for tonight's dinner, if his luck held out. Just like yesterday, he had awoken feeling refreshed and relaxed, and while he still had no clue what was going on with him and why he was going to those places when he slept, he had a feeling that he had to take, not only because he had no choice in the matter, but because it was the only way he could reach his goals.