If you think about it this way, everything makes sense. Once a martial artist reaches the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm, they can roughly foresee their own lifespan. Qiu Chuji was afraid that after he passed away in a few years, the Nine Yin Manual would bring disaster to the Quanzhen Sect, so he staged this whole thing.
No wonder Quanzhen became blind tonight. It was all arranged by them, but things seem to have gone wrong. The news of the scripture theft was leaked, which led to tonight's incident.
However, the more chaotic the library is tonight, the better, as it will make it easier for me to fish in troubled waters.
"Who is this guy?"
"Where did it come from?"
When Li Boyang, who was at the Qi Refining stage, joined the melee, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Although there were quite a few people in the Sutra Repository, they were all small fry in the Acquired Realm. As soon as Li Boyang entered, the pressure on everyone increased significantly.
"Let's all attack together and take him down first. No one can beat him in a one-on-one fight."
Suddenly, someone shouted something that resonated with everyone. After entering the arena, Li Boyang delivered a chop to the neck and then followed up with two punches and three kicks, leaving several people lying on the ground. Clearly, they were opponents on a completely different level.
Sharp sword shadows and fierce blade flashes echoed continuously from the Sutra Repository.
Inside a room in the Quanzhen Sect.
An old man suddenly woke up from his bed, grabbed the Taoist robe hanging on the wall, and a moment later pushed himself out of the room.
The old man was dressed in a white robe, with a Taoist temple on his head. His snow-white hair accentuated his otherworldly air. He moved with the grace of a swift wind swaying a willow branch. He was none other than Qiu Chuji, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect.
Something's not right.
Qiu Chuji had already sensed that something might have happened at the Sutra Repository, so he pushed open the door and immediately rushed towards the Sutra Repository.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard where the Quanzhen Sect received distinguished guests, the same thing was happening: the leader of the Kongtong Sect, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the leader of the Huashan Sect appeared at the gate almost simultaneously. Their envoys hadn't returned for a long time, suggesting something unexpected might have occurred.
Half an hour later...
On the second floor of the Sutra Repository.
Nearly twenty people were lying haphazardly on the ground, several bookshelves in the library had been pushed over, and many ancient books were scattered on the ground.
There were several broken weapons on the ground, and cries of agony could be heard everywhere.
The result was obvious: Li Boyang fought twenty men single-handedly, and in the end, all of them were beaten to the ground, allowing him to successfully obtain the Nine Yin Manual.
A figure darted out of the Sutra Repository. It was none other than Li Boyang. He was carrying an ancient book in his arms. No longer caring about concealing himself, he rushed out of the Sutra Repository and headed towards the outside of Chongyang Palace.
"Halt!"
The visitor was Qiu Chuji, whom Li Boyang bumped into right after he left the Sutra Repository.
A light drizzle was still falling from the sky.
Rainwater fell on the bluestone ground, accumulating into small, pitted pools.
Just as Li Boyang was discovered by Qiu Chuji, the water in the small pool began to tremble.
Qiu Chuji, carrying a long sword on his back and holding a whisk in his hand, strolled in the rain. The rainwater evaporated before it even touched his white robe, turning into mist that swirled around his body. Combined with his otherworldly aura, he looked like an immortal descending to earth.
Seeing Li Boyang flying through the air, he flicked his whisk, and the raindrops in the sky hung upside down, shooting towards Li Boyang like a dense hail of bullets.
Seeing this scene, Li Boyang felt a chill run down his spine. Even before the raindrops flying through the air got close, a dangerous aura was already emanating from him. His body was warning him that the seemingly gentle raindrops had already posed a threat to him.
With his hands tapping in front of his chest, the raindrops that were attacking him exploded and scattered under the force of his fingers. The moment he came into contact with the raindrops, Li Boyang felt a tremendous force coming from his fingertips, pushing him backward. He barely managed to punch the raindrops away, and then the reaction force made him fall to the ground.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Behind him was the outer wall of Chongyang Palace. Raindrops that had leaked through flew past Li Boyang and hit the outer wall of Chongyang Palace, causing a series of loud noises.
Li Boyang looked back and gasped. This was truly a case of water dripping through stone; the outer wall of Chongyang Palace had been pierced by raindrops, leaving countless holes.
The white-haired old man in front of me is incredibly powerful. I don't know what level he's at, and I can't see through his true strength at all.
Seeing that the opponent had blocked the attack, Qiu Chuji shook his whisk again, and another wave of raindrops flew out.
Having witnessed the power of these raindrops, Li Boyang naturally dared not underestimate them. He held his hands in front of him and whipped out repeatedly, striking the flying raindrops and forming one circle after another that rippled through the air.
Seeing this, Qiu Chuji stomped his foot, causing all the water in the nearby puddles to hang upside down. This time, he didn't use the whisk anymore; instead, he pushed out a palm, and a continuous stream of water droplets shot straight at Li Boyang.
Just then, a voice came from behind Qiu Chuji.
"Master Qiu, I'm here to lend you a hand."
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Chapter 91 Nine Yin Manual Acquired
Before he finished speaking, several purple sword lights appeared, swift as lightning, shattering all the water droplets in the air and shooting towards Li Boyang.
However, although the sword light was impressive and its power was terrifying, its accuracy seemed to be a little lacking. The direction was already off the mark the moment it was slashed, and it passed by Li Boyang's body only two feet away.
The speaker was Yue Tianling, the leader of Mount Hua, and two other people stood side by side with him.
Li Boyang glanced at the man who had unleashed the sword light, and gave a strange smile. The sword light was clearly doing more harm than good, not only scattering the raindrops flying in the air, but also failing to hit him at all.
If the other side wasn't a terrible teammate, they were obviously intentionally letting him win. Li Boyang understood immediately and took advantage of the brief pause to leap up again, bypassing Qiu Chuji and forcibly heading towards the mountain gate.
"Oh dear, it's been too long since I've made a move. My aim is off; I actually missed. Master Qiu, don't worry, I'll go and take him down."
Seeing this, Qiu Chuji sneered. The other party hadn't just missed; it was intentional. He ignored it and flashed forward, preparing to strike again.