I Can Enhance My Talents Using Unlimited Skill Points

Chapter 138: Infiltration (II)

A few minutes later, Chen Yiming muttered with a frown, “The sword manual and the last concept diagram aren’t here!”

Other than money, Li Yuanzhuo had nothing else on him.

In this situation, Chen Yiming had no choice but to hit him a few more times.

“Ah!”

Li Yuanzhuo woke up due to the pain.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a face covered by a black cloth.

He instantly understood that the masked man in a black cloak had ambushed him.

“Where are the Li clan’s sword manual and concept diagram? If you don’t want to die, tell me the truth,” Chen Yiming threatened as he made a cutting motion.

“Who are you?” Li Yuanzhuo was a little confused and asked reflexively.

“Cut the crap.” Chen Yiming kicked Li Yuanzhuo in the waist.

“Ah!”

Li Yuanzhuo screamed again, but his voice was stuck in his throat. His entire body was bent like a cooked lobster.

Chen Yiming had reacted quickly and grabbed a handful of mud to gag him.

“Stop… I’ll talk.” Li Yuanzhuo’s face was pale as he spat out the mud and stammered as he begged for mercy.

At this moment, an endless amount of humiliation surged up in his heart. For no apparent reason, an unknown warrior had come looking for him.

Without any hesitation, he had knocked him out, then woken him up, then punched and kicked him.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from afar.

Chen Yiming’s ears twitched. He grabbed Li Yuanzhuo and disappeared into the peach forest. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a remote spot on the back of the mountain.

This place was close to the side of the mountain. If anything happened, he could directly kick him off the mountain.

“Bang!”

Li Yuanzhuo was thrown to the ground by Chen Yiming.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and his entire person became dispirited.

“Spare me,” Li Yuanzhuo begged.

Then, he hurriedly said, “The sword manual and concept diagram were given to the Blue Cloud Sword Sect when I joined the sect.”

Chen Yiming frowned when he heard this.

From Li Yuanzhuo’s struggling earlier, he could tell that this person had only undergone six transformations.

At the age of 23 or 24, he had undergone six transformations and was not even close to the requirements of an outer sect disciple. However, in reality, he had become an inner sect disciple.

Clearly, even though he had connections, he had paid a high price.

Seeing this, Li Yuanzhuo added, “The Li clan’s Skyfall Sword Technique is too incomplete. The sword manual and concept diagram are placed in the library as a basic sword technique for all the disciples to refer to.”

Chen Yiming nodded. “Clean up and bring me to the library.”

“But…” Li Yuanzhuo’s eyes widened.

The figure of the masked man in front of him had already disappeared from sight.

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up,” a voice sounded in the air.

Cold sweat broke out on Li Yuanzhuo’s forehead.

If he brought a stranger into the library and was exposed, even Li Kun would not be able to protect him.

The choice he faced was whether to die now or in the future.

After a while, Li Yuanzhuo let out a long breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a leaf. He then straightened up his wrinkled clothes.

Throughout the entire process, not only were his hands trembling, but his body was also trembling uncontrollably.

After settling everything, he walked towards the library.

The journey of about a kilometer took more than 10 minutes.

The library had a total of two floors.

The first floor was filled with basic martial arts techniques. To the Blue Cloud Sword Sect, these referred to the martial arts techniques in the lowest level of the warrior realm. One could only rely on these to break through to the warrior realm.

On the second floor were martial arts techniques that contained more than three concept diagrams. Only true disciples and above were qualified to read them. The elders of the sect took turns guarding the room.

“Junior Brother Li, you don’t look too good. What happened?” Fan Peisong stood up from his stool and shouted.

He was an inner sect disciple who was in charge of registration and guarding the first floor. The importance of the first and second floors was worlds apart, and there were no elders guarding this floor.

“I’m fine. I might have eaten something unclean.” Li Yuanzhuo found an excuse and brushed it off.

“By the way, Junior Brother Li, about what I asked you to find out last time…” Fan Peisong asked.

“Wait a little longer. Li Kun has been in seclusion recently,” Li Yuanzhuo responded.

With that, he walked straight in.

After receiving his reply, Fan Peisong let him pass.

Then, he sat back on the stool and filled in Li Yuanzhuo’s name on the register.

He had helped most of the inner sect disciples with the registration before, and there had never been any problems.

Li Yuanzhuo stepped into the library, and his mind went blank as it buzzed non-stop.

Once he crossed this threshold, the nature of the situation would be very different. Now that he had officially become a spy in the sect, he could only pray that he would not be discovered.

Relying on his instincts, he walked to the bookshelf based on his memory and took down the manual for the Skyfall Sword Technique.

However, in the blink of an eye, an invisible hand snatched the manual away.

Li Yuanzhuo watched helplessly as the manual for the Skyfall Sword Technique gradually disappeared from his sight.

He felt completely exhausted. He held onto the bookshelf for support and took several deep breaths.

“Junior Brother Li, are you alright?” Fan Peisong, who was at the door, sensed that something was amiss and shouted.

“I’m fine. I accidentally touched the bookshelf,” Li Yuanzhuo quickly found an excuse to reply.

He was shocked by Fan Peisong’s voice and regained some of his strength. He took a book from the bookshelf and pretended to read it.

Right now, he was like a frightened bird. If there was any movement, he would suspect that he had been exposed.

At the same time, Chen Yiming flipped through the sword manual in the corner of the first floor of the library.

In order to prevent making any noise, he moved very quietly.

Therefore, it took him nearly 10 minutes to finish reading it and confirm the authenticity of the sword manual.

Fortunately, the concept diagram on the last page was actually different from the two he had deduced. It was a concept diagram of the same type.

This meant that he had gathered four concept diagrams.

At this moment, he did not need to test it out to feel that the meteor concept diagram formed by the figure in his mind was even more alive and perfect.

When Chen Yiming finished reading the sword manual, Fan Peisong was still checking up on Li Yuanzhuo every once in a while, concerned about his health.

Chen Yiming took advantage of the gaps in their conversation to leave the library.

“Swish!”

Chen Yiming didn’t move quickly, but the ripples in the air couldn’t be completely suppressed.

Fan Peisong was focused on his conversation with Li Yuanzhuo and thought that it was just a gust of wind. He did not think too much about it and continued to chat with Li Yuanzhuo.

…

At the entrance of the Blue Cloud Sword Sect, two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman stood at a high point. They looked past the mountain gate and stared in the direction of the library.

The concealment ability of the black fog internal force could cause someone in the disciple realm to sense that something was amiss, let alone someone from the warrior realm.

The moment Chen Yiming stepped into the library, he was noticed by the elder in charge of guarding the place. However, the Blue Cloud Sword Sect was unwilling to let a fight take place in the sect, since their disciples might get injured by accident.

“Sir, it’s not appropriate to leave just like that,” Huang Lieyan said calmly.

His voice was like a huge bell ringing. As the air vibrated, the entire Blue Cloud Sword Sect heard his words.

At this moment, in the temporary residence for the entrance test, the residence for the outer sect disciples, and the residence for the inner sect disciples, the people were in an uproar and they ran out of the houses.

Everyone’s eyes focused on the source of the sound, at the entrance of the mountain gate.

Chen Yiming dispersed the black fog and revealed his masked figure in a black cloak.

“Are you guys going to stop me?”

The sound transmission technique was extremely crude, but the hidden strength-based internal force allowed the strength of the sound wave to completely crush the previous sound.

In the Blue Cloud Sword Sect, disciples below the warrior candidate realm instantly felt their eardrums start to bleed from the vibration of the sound waves. Their vision darkened and they fell to the ground.

The disciples in the warrior candidate realm barely withstood the impact of the sound waves, but their heads were spinning and they were on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, the sect was in chaos. All the disciples were no longer watching the commotion. Other than those who had fainted, they were all fleeing deeper into the sect.

The air was filled with a murderous aura, and everyone felt a sense of impending doom.