Chapter 132 – Blow Up the Library? Isn't That Destroying My Livelihood?

After the brief interlude of the sisters recognizing each other, Li Zixuan returned to Qin Yang’s side, holding the ancient tome on Innate Sword Dao, and continued seeking his guidance.

The two moved to the rest area in Zone 1.

Qin Yang carefully explained the contents of the ancient book while Li Zixuan listened quietly, transcribing everything he said into her notebook.

In less than a moment.

The swordplay of Jianghai Martial Arts Academy was restored to completeness.

The missing sections had been fully replenished.

“Good, this should be about right. Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother.”

Li Zixuan flipped through her notebook and looked at Qin Yang gratefully. “Senior Brother’s talent in Sword Dao is truly remarkable.”

This session of guidance held great significance for her, and she benefited immensely.

A legacy that had been broken off for over a century was now restored to wholeness.

This was even more momentous for the Martial Arts Academy!

If Elder Li were to learn that his treasured collection had been fully restored, he would probably come immediately to thank Qin Yang in person.

“No trouble at all. You should go back and digest it properly, Shimei. I only gave a general overview.”

Qin Yang smiled, stroking Xiaobai in his arms leisurely. “This was just to offer a modest spur to induce you to come forward with valuable contributions. The remaining parts still require your own comprehension.”

“Mhmm.”

Li Zixuan nodded and slowly stood up. “You’ve worked hard, Senior Brother, taking up so much of your time. I’ve benefited greatly and won’t disturb you further.

When you’re free after work someday, I’ll properly express my gratitude!”

With these words.

She hugged her notebook and the ancient book, then gracefully departed.

………….

After seeing off Li Zixuan.

Qin Yang yawned and also stood up to head back, intending to return to his Slacking Stool.

But just then!

“Master!”

Li Qinghe came running over, clutching several draft papers covered with intricate array diagrams.

“What is it?”

Qin Yang glanced at Li Qinghe and yawned. “I just sent off your Martial Aunt, and now you have something too, disciple?”

“You!”

Hearing this, Li Qinghe felt both angry and embarrassed, but remembering how much Li Zixuan had benefited earlier, she suppressed her temper.

After all.

She had called him “Master” so many times these past days.

If she couldn’t get some guidance to make it worthwhile, wouldn’t all that calling have been in vain?!

Thinking this.

Li Qinghe cleared her throat, recomposed her expression, smiled gently, and handed the array derivation drafts to Qin Yang:

“Master, there are some things I don’t understand either. Could you give me some guidance on array formations?”

“Array formations?”

Qin Yang took the drafts, scanned the contents briefly, and immediately recognized the source of the formations.

It was the Myriad Formation Diagram.

These were formations Li Qinghe had copied after stealing the diagrams, but she had scribbled them down haphazardly without discrimination.

As a result, the copied formations had no serial numbers, no names, and not even their tiers were certain.

Her skill level capped at two or three tiers at best. Even if she recognized all the lines and characters, when combined, she simply couldn’t comprehend them.

It was just too difficult!

“Ah, disciple, you can’t even score full marks on an open-book exam.”

Qin Yang handed the drafts back and sighed. “Alright then, as your master, I’ll reluctantly give you some extra tutoring.”

“Great, thank you, Master.”

Li Qinghe looked up at Qin Yang, and seeing his agreement, she promptly began asking questions.

A short while later, Qin Yang casually offered a few pointers, explained the array eyes and Star Power distribution, then sent her off to comprehend it on her own.”That Qin fellow truly has some skill.”

Returning to Sector 2, Li Qinghe spread out the array diagram drafts on her desk. As she examined the annotations, sudden clarity dawned upon her—all previously unresolved issues now fell perfectly into place, prompting this involuntary admiration.

The more she understood Qin Yang, the more distant he seemed to become.

As if forever beyond reach.

“Where did he acquire all this knowledge?”

Li Qinghe began questioning her own understanding of reality.

“Could it be… his claims about cultivating through slacking off were actually true!?”

……

……

Time flowed onward.

The setting sun dipped below the horizon, its molten remnants streaming through the windows to spill across the library’s checkered tiles, staining the floor in washes of tangerine.

Only minutes remained until closing.

Patrons gathered their books, slung bags over shoulders, and began streaming toward the exits.

Yet at this precise moment.

A middle-aged man moved against the current, timing his steps perfectly as he drifted past the library entrance, heading toward an inconspicuous row of shelves.

“He’s in… he’s in…”

He glanced back toward the security gates, his eyes burning with the desperate glare of someone with nothing left to lose.

“All useless, every last one of you…”

The middle-aged man sneered, scanning the lingering visitors as if surveying the already dead. Confirming no one was watching, he slipped toward the library restrooms.

…….

Splash-splash—

Before the sinks, faucets twisted open with rushing sounds.

The man stood rigidly before the mirror, splashing cold water to shock himself awake. He wiped his face, then studied his reflection.

Haggard, disordered.

His eyes betrayed traces of madness and despair.

As a former administrator of Jianghai Library, he knew most rooms intimately, understood the flow of people at every hour.

This specialized knowledge.

Was precisely why the Church had selected him for this particular mission.

“Everyone must die…”

The man lowered his head, drying his damp hands on his shirt before reaching into his pockets. He produced two specially crafted Starstones.

Their array inscriptions had been deliberately distorted, the contained Star Power already overflowing. The slightest additional infusion would trigger catastrophic repulsion.

Then.

The unstable stellar explosion would easily shatter the first floor’s load-bearing walls.

In moments, this century-old institution—Jianghai Library—would crumble to dust, utterly consumed in smoke and ruin!

“This is for firing me!”

“Today, every one of you will pay!”

Clutching his hair, the man emitted beast-like pants, gripping the Starstones as he began channeling Star Power into them.

Zzzzt—

Violet electricity crackled, emitting terrifying sizzles.

Cracks emerged, spiderwebbing rapidly across the stones’ surfaces.

“Faster, faster!”

Pouring in stellar energy, the man’s eyes bulged, whites streaked with bloody veins like some hell-spawned wraith.

Bzzzz—

The sizzle shifted to a hum, the violet energy around him swelling from thread-thin strands into vicious electrical whips.

“It’s working!”

The man exulted, recalling what his Church contact had explained.

When the sound shifts to humming, the Starstone detonation becomes irreversible—not even the Curator could stop it now!

“Hahaha, nothing can stop us!”

The man laughed wildly, staring at the stones, awaiting the imminent blaze.

But then.

Suddenly!Beyond his line of sight, a hand reached out and pressed down on the Starstone, as if hitting a power-off button.

Click!

All the purple lightning was forcibly extinguished, the detonation process instantly interrupted.

“Hey, man…”

Qin Yang stood beside him, blowing smoke off his fingertip as he sighed helplessly.

“If you blow up the Library, aren’t you just taking food out of my mouth?”

(End of Chapter)