Chapter 226: First Exploration of the Scripture Repository

At 4 p. m., the Lian Xi Technique class ended.

Transmission Elder wouldn't utter a single extra word, got up, patted his buttocks and left, leaving only the disciples exchanging insights.

As for Chen Shicheng, he was naturally a nobody, no one answered him, but he didn't mind.

【Lian Xi Technique learning progress: 45%】

Talking with this bunch of fools who have studied for ages yet can't grasp any Spell, he feared they'd lower his IQ.

At this pace, after a self‑reflection later and another class tomorrow, he estimated he could directly master this Skill, and then Merit Points would give him a boost.

Hmph. A mere Scripture Repository, you can't just come when you want and leave when you want!

Of course, consulting documents and stealing items are different; the best way is to let Hui Siye slip in, while he shares the five senses. After the documents are read, even if Hui Siye gets discovered, it's no big deal—at worst he dies once.

Unfortunately this is a respectable sect; although there are few patrolling disciples, the security forces are still very strict.

Even though it's daytime, at intervals an inexplicable wave sweeps by, and thanks to the jade pendant at his waist, the wave causes no reaction.

Moreover, it's not just this security method; throughout Zixiao Palace's base area, Divine Perception periodically probes the situation, and its intensity even makes him a little nervous.

By his own Divine Perception strength, the owner of that perception, even if not at the Formed Spell realm, is at the pinnacle of Zifu Realm; not to mention Hui Siye, even a slip on his part could cause a disaster on the spot.

And this is still daytime; at night, he can't imagine how dangerous it would be—absolutely cannot let Hui Siye stir up trouble.

While calculating the night's plan, Chen Shicheng sauntered to the training ground.

Of course, his clearance only allows entry to the outer‑gate disciples' training ground, and everyone sweating there are outer‑gate disciples like him.

He doesn't know what the inner‑gate disciples' training area looks like, but even the outer‑gate training ground opened his eyes.

On a vacant area of several hundred square meters, wooden dummies were evenly spaced.

Actually, they're better called Wooden Puppets; although made of wood, the wood is highly unusual, entirely jet‑black with a metallic sheen.

Moreover, without anyone controlling them, they can even counterattack simply against outer‑gate disciples' strikes; the counterforce isn't strong, but it's perfect for Skill practice.

At this moment, in front of each Wooden Puppet, an outer‑gate disciple is using a Skill to attack it, while some others queue nearby.

Chen Shicheng noticed that after these attacks on the Wooden Puppets, the puppets' thumb‑sized bodies only vibrated without injury, whereas the disciples' faces flashed with painful expressions due to the recoil.

He stood aside for over ten minutes, then the Wooden Puppets suddenly halted; the practicing disciple, though reluctant, had to hand over to a queued disciple, and only then did the puppet resume moving.

Seeing the hand‑off disciple's sly smile, Chen Shicheng curiously assessed the Wooden Puppet's Attribute.

【Training Puppet: Made from special material, possesses extremely high‑strength special tool, unafraid of water and fire, can be used to train Zixiao Palace's Skills and Spells, Skill comprehension speed +20%.】

"Good stuff!"

Reading the puppet's description, Chen Shicheng sincerely exclaimed. However, this item trains active attack Skills, and has no use for his study of the Lian Xi Technique.

He could only watch the fun from the side, and after dusk he leisurely returned to the inner‑gate disciples' dormitory, repeatedly reviewing Transmission Elder's taught Skills while looking through the window at the tower tip of the Scripture Repository not far away.

Around 7 p. m., darkness had fully settled.

Seeing the moment was right, Chen Shicheng acted decisively, climbing out of the window.

At this time, Zixiao Palace's base had hung several Spell Lanterns, dispersing the surrounding Darkness, yet some shadows remained.

He also used those shadows, silently approaching the edge of the inner‑gate disciples' courtyard without alerting anyone, with only a wall separating him from the Scripture Repository.

Although today wasn't a full‑moon night, the moon hung like a silver plate high above, its cold light spilling like liquid mercury, illuminating the Scripture Repository brightly.

With the moonlight, Chen Shicheng, climbing the wall, could see the Scripture Repository clearly even without Divine Perception.

The Scripture Repository is a tower‑shaped wooden structure, nine stories tall, octagonal, with upturned eaves and dougong brackets, its surface engraved with ornate auspicious cloud patterns, and each level's outer rim bears a fist‑sized bell.

On these bells, Chen Shicheng sensed faint energy fluctuations.

Unsurprisingly, this thing is certainly more than mere decoration; it must have another function, most likely an early warning.

If it were only these, Chen Shicheng might not even need to wait to learn the Skill; he could slip into the Scripture Repository tonight.

But now it was rest time, yet the first floor of the Scripture Repository still glowed with a hazy light, a silhouette reflected on the paper window, making him wary.

Because the Divine Perception he felt during the day matched this person's aura perfectly!

"A place storing miscellaneous notes, guarded by someone of this cultivation level?"

Chen Shicheng muttered under his breath, dared not continue observing, gave a quick glance, then hurried back to his dormitory, clutching the relic, continuing to contemplate the Lian Xi Technique. The jade rabbit set eastward, the golden crow rose.

Crisp bird chirps sounded at his ears, gradually waking Chen Shicheng.

"Hmm, it's dawn?"

He brushed his slightly damp mouth corner, stared straight at the relic in his hand and sighed.

Although countless facts have told him he's just an ordinary mediocre person, he can't even be called gifted.

Yet holding a relic that can boost comprehension, he can fall asleep while contemplating the Skill; that's a bit excessive.

Fortunately, there's still a chance of rescue! Chen Shicheng glanced at his panel; during the awake period his Skill comprehension progress had already exceeded 50%, and another class today should let him grasp the Lian Xi Technique.

Placing the relic in his chest, Chen Shicheng stretched a big yawn, inhaled the fresh morning air, pushed open the door and headed toward the dining hall. (End of chapter)