I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 669: The Scheming Little Girl Who Takes Everything She Can

The Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect never imagined that his senior disciple would cause such a big trouble.

As a lackey of the Celestial Bright Mansion, the Black Death Sect indeed had the responsibility to warn against meddling with the good affairs of the eight counties in Yunzhou. However, the Sect Leader, Mr. Hei, explicitly instructed before leaving, not to provoke the trio until the background of the three new disciples was thoroughly understood.

Now it’s all a mess!

"Look at what you’ve done, what a huge disaster you’ve caused! What did that guy summon? It’s a damn dragon, a dragon! Do you know that? It’s the first time such a Divine Beast has appeared on the entire Xiang Wuxing."

"I think you should stop calling me master; I might as well call you master!"

The appearance of the Dragon God, dwelling on Ciyun Peak’s Dubhe Pavilion, was known to everyone in Yunhe Town.

This time, the pressure was indeed on the eight counties of Yunzhou.

With a Dragon God as a bodyguard, this was a unique sight in the past hundreds of years on Xiang Wuxing.

With such backing, the powers in the eight counties of Yunzhou and across Yunzhou could only regard Lin Yi and his group as elites from a hidden sect coming to experience life.

The most unfortunate, however, has to be our brother Heikuang.

He just talked big, who would’ve thought he had provoked a true powerhouse.

Just returning to Ciyun Peak, after dismounting from the Dragon, Zhang Yun excitedly rushed towards the location of the Liuyun Hall.

"Ancestral forebears of Dubhe Pavilion, you have finally shown your spirit. Do you know what came to Dubhe Pavilion today? The Dragon God! Father, grandfather! Dubhe Pavilion can survive!"

Lin Yi and the other two watched the girl kneeling and crying loudly in front of the ancestral tablets of Liuyun Hall but chose not to interfere.

The negative emotions accumulated by this girl over years needed a thorough release.

The next day, warm morning light shone into Liuyun Hall, casting on Zhang Yun’s blushing, chubby face, making her appear even more adorable.

After last night’s venting, Zhang Yun’s energy was completely exhausted, and if not for the disturbance from the Black Death Sect people, she might have slept until mealtime.

"My young friend, please don’t take this matter to heart."

"Heikuang, this brat underestimated others and offended you. Please be generous and leave us a way out. However you’d be happy, deal with this brat accordingly."

Yesterday, the arrogant and dismissive senior brother of the Black Death Sect was now quite pathetic, his upper body bare, full of blood marks.

It wasn’t hard to assume that he was beaten a lot after yesterday’s incident.

This isn’t surprising, in this world where interests reign supreme, such camaraderie is rare.

For a senior disciple, anyone could be promoted. If the sect were obliterated, it would truly cease to exist. Heikuang being pushed out as a scapegoat was indeed expected.

In contrast to Mr. Hei’s obsequiousness, Lin Yi actually preferred Heikuang’s arrogant demeanor.

"Mr. Hei, right?"

"How big of a deal is it, really? The Black Death Sect is at least a prominent sect in Yunhe Town, lowering your voice so much makes it seem like I’m being unreasonable."

"I understand, there’s someone above, isn’t there, Celestial Bright Mansion."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hei quickly responded:

My friend, you are right, Celestial Bright Mansion is one of the eight prefectures in Yunzhou, it’s not something a small sect like mine can contend against. We can only follow the tasks assigned to us, isn’t that so?

Lin Yi has always been a reasonable person and immediately expressed that he wouldn’t pursue the matter further.

There was just one important issue needing Mr. Hei’s cooperation as the Sect Leader.

"Look into its eyes and tell me, when we fight with Celestial Bright Mansion or even the eight counties of Yunzhou later, who will you support? Look into its eyes and think carefully before speaking."

Amidst Mr. Hei’s pleas for mercy, Zhang Yun rubbed her sleepy eyes and woke up.

Seeing dozens of Black Death Sect disciples on her own turf instantly dispelled her drowsiness.

She was about to shout for her newly accepted three disciples to escape when she caught sight of Mr. Hei, who usually bullied and dominated in Yunhe Town, shivering like he was having a seizure.

"Master, please spare me. The Black Death Sect is just an insignificant small sect. Please don’t push me to oppose you and Mr. Long. I don’t have the guts for that, but asking me to go against the eight counties of Yunzhou is akin to killing me."

Engaging in a stare-off with the enormous vertical pupils of the true dragon was indeed an arduous task.

Mr. Hei, known for his smoothness, didn’t dare to utter a single insincere word.

"Alright, Xiaoyi, please don’t make things difficult for him. Getting involved with the Black Death Sect is like putting a dirty pot on our heads."

"Let them go."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hei’s legs immediately gave out, and he fell to his knees, quickly crawling to Zhang Yun’s side.

"My lady, you are practically my rebirth parent! My lady, from now on, I won’t hesitate to do anything for you, my Black Death Sect is at your service even through fire and water!"

Mr. Hei never took the saying—’A dead camel is still bigger than a horse’—seriously.

This time he truly learned his lesson.

"It’s nothing, really. Your Black Death Sect has a Dark Blood Jade, doesn’t it? When I was a child, I often heard my dad talking about how good that thing is. Since understanding, I’ve dreamt of it every day. So, what do you think should be done?"

Got it, it’s an understanding of mutual willingness.

"Sect Leader, I understand, as soon as I get back, I’ll immediately arrange for someone to deliver that Dark Blood Jade to you. If...."

With Ao Hun around, Mr. Hei didn’t want to stay on Ciyun Peak a second longer than necessary, he just wanted to leave quickly.

However, before he could finish, the girl Zhang Yun grabbed him by the collar.

"Mr. Hei, don’t rush, I haven’t finished speaking. You know it, for Dubhe Pavilion to continue existing, it must secure a top ten rank in the Yunzhou tournament."

"Just, the expenses along the way and sect management are issues—this Ciyun Peak is so large, with quite a few valuable things. Should a careless thief break in, haha, you know."

....

Goddamn it, I’ve dealt with the girl Zhang Yun multiple times before, never realizing she was this sly.

Caught an opportunity and wouldn’t let go until she had capitalized thoroughly.

Truly a tempestuous fate!

Mr. Hei never thought that one day someone would come to his place and ride over him, let alone a sixteen-year-old girl.

They cleared out swiftly.

The Black Death Sect disciples guarding the mountain gate would arrive punctual two mornings later. Meanwhile, Zhang Yun planned to teach Lin Yi and the two others some true skills.

Specifically, the Cultivation Technique that the entire Yunzhou longed for, the [Dubhe Strange Scripture].

In the Martial Arts Hall, Lin Yi and the two others sat cross-legged, listening intently to Zhang Yun.

"All things under heaven elusive, patterned by form, with horizontal eights and vertical nines, seventy-two is great, when lines converge, everything changes, its use lies within the heart."

Wait, is this right?

This Heart Method, seems like I’ve heard it somewhere before.

"Master, is what’s being recited now part of the [Dubhe Strange Scripture] Heart Method?"

Lin Yi suddenly stood up, with eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.