I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 669: The Scheming Little Girl Who Takes Everything She Can

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Lin Yi summoned his battle pet, Ao Hun, a massive dragon. The dragon's appearance shattered the tavern and sent the Black Death Sect members flying. After Lin Yi explained the situation to Ao Hun, introducing Zhang Yun as his master, the group, including Lin Yi, Xiyue, and Ao Shu, rode the dragon towards Ciyun Peak, leaving the astonished townspeople and infuriated Black Death Sect members behind.
The leader of the Black Death Sect had never foreseen that his most senior disciple would stir up such a monumental mess. Although the Black Death Sect acted as a subordinate to the Celestial Bright Mansion, they did bear the responsibility of cautioning against interference in the affairs of the eight Yunzhou counties. However, the Sect Leader, known as Mr. Hei, had explicitly commanded before his departure that they should not provoke the trio until the backgrounds of these three new disciples were fully investigated. Now, everything was in utter disarray! "Look at the catastrophe you’ve caused! What in the world did that fellow summon? It’s a dratted dragon, a dragon! Do you even grasp the significance? It's the very first time such a Divine Beast has manifested anywhere on Xiang Wuxing." "Honestly, I feel I should stop calling you disciple; perhaps I should be the one addressing you as master!" The appearance of the Dragon God, which took up residence atop Dubhe Pavilion on Ciyun Peak, was a spectacle that became known throughout Yunhe Town. This turn of events certainly placed immense pressure upon the eight counties of Yunzhou. Having a Dragon God as a sworn protector was an unprecedented occurrence in the past several hundred years on Xiang Wuxing. With such formidable backing, the various powers within the eight Yunzhou counties, and indeed across Yunzhou, could only assume Lin Yi and his companions were elites from a hidden sect venturing out to experience the mortal world. The most unfortunate figure in this whole affair, however, was undoubtedly their associate, Brother Heikuang. He had merely been boasting, never imagining he had provoked a true powerhouse. Upon returning to Ciyun Peak, after dismounting from the Dragon, Zhang Yun excitedly hurried towards the location of the Liuyun Hall. "Oh, ancestral spirits of Dubhe Pavilion, you have finally stirred! Do you have any inkling of what graced Dubhe Pavilion today? It was the Dragon God! Father, Grandfather! Dubhe Pavilion is assured of survival!" Lin Yi and his two companions observed the young woman kneeling and weeping profusely before the ancestral tablets within Liuyun Hall, electing not to intervene. It was evident that the pent-up negative emotions of this girl, accumulated over many years, required a profound release. The following morning, gentle sunlight streamed into Liuyun Hall, illuminating Zhang Yun’s rosy, plump cheeks, lending her an even more endearing appearance. After the emotional release of the previous night, Zhang Yun’s energy was thoroughly depleted. Had it not been for the disruption caused by the members of the Black Death Sect, she might have slept soundly until the midday meal. "My young friend, I implore you, please do not hold this matter against us." "Heikuang, this impudent brat, underestimated you and committed an offense. I beg you to be magnanimous and grant us a path forward. Deal with this brat as you see fit, in whatever manner would bring you satisfaction." The previously arrogant and dismissive senior disciple of the Black Death Sect from the day before now appeared utterly pathetic, his upper body exposed and covered in numerous bloody welts. It was not difficult to surmise that he had endured considerable punishment following the events of yesterday. This outcome was hardly surprising; in a world where self-interest reigns supreme, such genuine camaraderie is a rare commodity. For a senior disciple, any individual could be elevated, and if the sect itself were to be annihilated, it would truly cease to exist. Consequently, Heikuang being offered up as a scapegoat was an entirely predictable turn of events. In stark contrast to Mr. Hei’s fawning subservience, Lin Yi found himself preferring Heikuang’s earlier, albeit arrogant, demeanor. "Mr. Hei, if I recall correctly?" "How grave is this matter, truly? The Black Death Sect is, at the very least, a recognized sect within Yunhe Town. Your overly subdued tone suggests an unreasonable stance on my part." "I comprehend; there is indeed a higher authority involved, is there not? The Celestial Bright Mansion." Upon hearing this, Mr. Hei responded with haste: "My esteemed friend, you speak the truth. The Celestial Bright Mansion is one of the eight great prefectures of Yunzhou; it is not an entity that a humble sect such as ours can possibly oppose. We are merely obligated to carry out the tasks assigned to us, is that not so?" Lin Yi, having always been a person of reason, promptly indicated that he would not pursue the matter further. However, there remained one crucial point requiring the cooperation of Mr. Hei in his capacity as Sect Leader. "Gaze into its eyes and tell me, when we eventually confront the Celestial Bright Mansion, or even the collective force of the eight Yunzhou counties, whose allegiance will you pledge? Look into its eyes and consider carefully before you utter a word." Amidst Mr. Hei’s desperate pleas for clemency, Zhang Yun stirred, rubbing her sleepy eyes. Her drowsiness vanished instantly upon spotting the multitude of Black Death Sect disciples within her domain. She was on the verge of summoning her three newly accepted disciples to flee when her gaze fell upon Mr. Hei, who was usually a figure of authority and intimidation in Yunhe Town, now trembling uncontrollably as if experiencing a seizure. "Master, I beg your forbearance. The Black Death Sect is merely a minor, insignificant sect. I implore you not to compel me to oppose you and Mr. Long. I lack the courage for such an act. However, asking me to defy the eight Yunzhou counties is tantamount to sentencing me to death." Engaging in a prolonged stare-down with the immense, vertically slitted pupils of the genuine dragon proved to be an exceptionally challenging endeavor. Mr. Hei, renowned for his smooth talk, dared not utter a single word that lacked absolute sincerity."Alright, Xiaoyi, please refrain from making things difficult for him. Becoming entangled with the Black Death Sect is akin to willingly inviting trouble upon ourselves." "Let them leave." Upon hearing these words, Mr. Hei's legs inexplicably buckled, and he rapidly crawled towards Zhang Yun's side, collapsing onto his knees. "My lady, you are practically the parent who gave me life! From this moment forward, I vow to spare no effort for you; my Black Death Sect is at your command, ready to face any peril!" Mr. Hei had never truly grasped the saying—'a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.' This encounter served as a harsh, unforgettable lesson. "It’s of no consequence. Your Black Death Sect possesses the Dark Blood Jade, correct? When I was younger, I often overheard my father speak of its extraordinary virtues. Ever since I could comprehend, it has been the subject of my dreams. So, what steps do you believe should be taken?" Understood, it's a matter of mutual agreement. "Sect Leader, I comprehend. As soon as I return, I will personally oversee the expedited delivery of that Dark Blood Jade to you. If...." With Ao Hun's imposing presence nearby, Mr. Hei harbored no desire to linger on Ciyun Peak for even a moment longer, yearning only for a swift departure. However, before he could utter another word, the young girl, Zhang Yun, seized him by his collar. "Mr. Hei, there's no need to hurry; I have not concluded my statement. You are aware, for Dubhe Pavilion to maintain its standing, it is imperative to secure a top ten position in the Yunzhou tournament." "Furthermore, the expenses incurred along the way, coupled with the management of the sect itself, present significant challenges—this Ciyun Peak is rather expansive, and contains numerous items of considerable value. Should an opportunistic thief decide to infiltrate, haha, you understand the implications." .... Damn it all, I've engaged with this girl Zhang Yun on multiple occasions previously, yet I never realized the extent of her cunning. She seizes an opportunity with unwavering resolve and will not relinquish her grasp until she has extracted every possible advantage. Truly, a fate filled with unforeseen circumstances! Mr. Hei had never conceived that a day would arrive when someone would encroach upon his territory and dominate him, let alone a mere sixteen-year-old girl. They departed with haste. The disciples of the Black Death Sect tasked with guarding the mountain entrance would arrive precisely two mornings later. In the interim, Zhang Yun resolved to impart genuine skills to Lin Yi and the other two disciples. Specifically, she intended to teach them the highly coveted Cultivation Technique within Yunzhou, the [Dubhe Strange Scripture]. Within the Martial Arts Hall, Lin Yi and the other two disciples sat in quiet contemplation, their full attention fixed upon Zhang Yun's instruction. "All phenomena under heaven are ephemeral, shaped by form, with horizontal eights and vertical nines, seventy-two represents totality; when lines converge, everything transforms, its essence lies within the heart." Wait, could this be correct? This Heart Method... it sounds vaguely familiar, as if I've encountered it somewhere before. "Master, is the incantation currently being recited a component of the [Dubhe Strange Scripture]'s Heart Method?" Lin Yi abruptly rose to his feet, his eyes alight with an insatiable thirst for knowledge.