I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 667: The Eye of All-Seeing Has Actually Failed?!

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting its golden hues across the cobblestone paths of Yunhe Town, yet the bustling pace of the day showed no sign of slowing. The constant stream of people and the thickening haze of cooking smoke lent an air of vibrant youth to this ancient town.

Dressed in the distinct uniforms of the Dubhe Pavilion, Lin Yi and his companions found themselves the subject of frequent stares as they navigated the crowded streets. Zhang Yun, however, remained unperturbed, seemingly accustomed to such attention. Her face, a picture of gentle resilience, offered a quiet smile to the world.

"Xiaoyi, you aren’t from around here, are you?"

....

Lin Yi had heard the name 'Xiaoyi' more times than he could recall since his earliest memories. Yet, hearing it from a girl barely sixteen years of age stirred an unexpected sense of unease within him.

"Uh, yes, Master, we… we are from…."

Zhang Yun, with a dismissive wave of her hand, responded casually. "It doesn’t matter where you hail from. To commemorate the revival of our Dubhe Sect, your Master will host a grand celebration tonight. Rest assured, our Dubhe Sect is not lacking in resources!"

"And after we’ve concluded, if there’s anything that catches your fancy, I’ll consider getting it for you."

Observing the young girl attempting to project an air of maturity, Lin Yi couldn’t resist the urge to employ the Truth Law, seeking insight into Zhang Yun’s inner thoughts. According to Ah De, Zhang Yun had turned away all potential disciples prior to Lin Yi and his companions’ arrival at the Dubhe Sect. But with them, she was entirely at ease, exhibiting no apparent wariness. It was truly perplexing that she remained unconcerned, even when Lin Yi offered no clear explanation of his origins.

The Truth Law, operating at a level beyond the Harmonization Layer, quietly activated, its subtle surge unnoticed by any cultivator within Yunhe Town.

In the following instant, Lin Yi couldn't suppress a frown. 'How is this possible?!' his mind raced. With his all-seeing Eye and the amplified Golden Flame Eyes, Lin Yi's Truth Law could instantly discern the capabilities of any cultivator at or below the War God level. Yet, even when channeling the Power of the Primordial, he remained utterly unable to penetrate the facade of the young woman before him. 'What is this girl's true identity?' Lin Yi pondered, his mental faculties working at a fever pitch.

While Ao Shu and Xiyue were happily engrossed in their master’s self-congratulatory remarks, an uncharacteristic seriousness settled upon Lin Yi’s face.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a firm pat on his back jolted Lin Yi from his deep contemplation. "What’s wrong, Xiaoyi? Have you lost faith in your master? Let me tell you, my intuition is seldom wrong. The moment I laid eyes on you, my heart knew you could help me restore the former glory of the Dubhe Pavilion—no, that's not quite right. With you here, the Dubhe Pavilion will ascend to heights unimaginable."

'Intuition?' Lin Yi mused. 'Is this young girl truly so impulsive in her decisions?' This line of reasoning didn't align with the reality of her navigating the intricate schemes of Yunzhou’s eight great mansions while still preserving the Dubhe Pavilion. It was difficult to reconcile this with the image of a rash individual.

Amidst his swirling doubts, a succulent, tender piece of roast meat was offered to his lips. "Never mind all that, we can discuss it later. Our master rarely indulges us with such generosity. Look how happily Ao Shu is eating."

The guileless Ao Shu gave no thought to deeper implications. Perhaps it was due to the creatures of Xiang Wuxing being untouched by modern culinary influences, but Ao Shu found himself instantly captivated by the unique flavors. "Yes, don't question your master's discernment. If she says you're capable, then you are. This is the most delectable slice of meat from the rarest celestial wild cloud pig in Yunhe Town. Eat a few more pieces so you'll have ample strength for your cultivation tomorrow."

Just as Lin Yi was preparing to fully immerse himself in the feast, a mocking voice shattered the convivial atmosphere. "Ha, stuffing yourselves with such haste, are you not afraid of choking to death?"

"Anyone with a shred of awareness would recognize you as mere charlatans, starved for days. Those unfamiliar might mistake you for condemned prisoners rushing through their final meal before execution."

Turning towards the source of the voice, Lin Yi’s gaze fell upon a group of fifteen individuals clad in black and yellow uniforms. They regarded Lin Yi’s table with unconcealed arrogance.

"Indeed, Senior Brother, these three outsiders are utterly clueless about the treacherous currents within the Dubhe Pavilion. They dare to waltz right in. I believe their best outcome would be to choke to death."

"Such ignorant fools, destined to perish miserably in the streets."

"Hahaha, speaking nothing but the truth."

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Amidst their derisive laughter, one individual even tossed a half-eaten drumstick towards Lin Yi’s table, their face a mask of blatant provocation.

Had it been mere verbal taunts, Zhang Yun might have endured them. However, the tension had now escalated to an unbearable point, and further tolerance from her seemed unlikely to lead to a peaceful resolution.

In a flash, the Source Power within Zhang Yun stirred, and out of thin air, a cyan longsword condensed from Source Power materialized in her grasp.

"People of the Black Death Sect, are you truly intent on acting as lapdogs for the Celestial Bright Mansion?"

"Even your masters do not dare to be so brazen before me. What gives you the audacity?"

As she uttered these words, she twitched her wrist, aiming the cyan sword directly at the throat of the first man who had spoken.

However, Zhang Yun's bold action did not serve as a deterrent to the Black Death Sect disciples; instead, it sparked amusement, causing them to erupt in hearty laughter.

"Haha, girl, with your first-grade inferior status, you dare to confront me. Are you unaware of the immense chasm that separates each grade of status?"

"With your lowly grade, attempting to challenge my Peak Realm is nothing short of delusion."

After a cold sneer, the senior disciple of the Black Death Sect, Heikuang, manipulated the Source Power around him. A formidable surge of energy erupted, wrenching the cyan sword from Zhang Yun's hand and sending it clattering to the ground.

Heikuang intensified his pressure, stomping his right foot down with force. The immense Source Power exploded outward, obliterating the cyan sword into dissipating wisps of cyan smoke.

"You!"

When one's abilities are outmatched, any attempt at argument proves futile.

A wave of profound helplessness washed over Zhang Yun. At this moment, she felt utterly powerless.

Still, she was merely a sixteen-year-old girl. It was a considerable burden for someone so young to shoulder so much responsibility.

"Miss Zhang, we are indeed mere hounds of the Celestial Bright Mansion, and we wouldn't dare to make things difficult for you. However, regarding your newly accepted disciples, that is an entirely different matter."

With that declaration, Heikuang shifted his gaze towards Lin Yi, a look of utter disdain gracing his features.

"Boy, if you possess any significant strength or backing, I'd advise you to depart from the Celestial Bright Mansion post-haste. This murky quagmire of Yunzhou is not something the other three continents can afford to involve themselves in. Cherish your meager life, think of your family, and do not bring trouble upon them. Leave immediately."

"Should we discover you have no connections, then I apologize, but letting you leave Yunhe Town alive would mean I'm incompetent!"

Confronted by the blatant threat, Lin Yi's expression remained as placid as a deep, still well, utterly unfazed.

Such threats were hardly uncommon on Blue Star.

However, none who had ever dared to threaten Lin Yi had met a favorable outcome.

"Regarding background, I possess none."

Upon hearing these words, the gazes of the Black Death Sect disciples turned even more menacing as they fixed upon Lin Yi.