Chapter 60: The Disciple’s Filial Piety

It was a bit embarrassing to say, but although he had only mentioned it to Xiu Qingcheng once or twice, Meng Yingxing was really curious about what his master would look like if she could take human form.

It was a small, personal wish of his.

Meng Yingxing’s intuition told him that the somewhat blurry female figure he had probably seen in a dream before might be the image of his master that his subconscious had conjured up.

If he could let Xiu Qingcheng take human form, Meng Yingxing also wanted to see how different she would be compared to the figure in his dream.

More importantly, his master seemed to have a strong desire for a human form.

Xiu Qingcheng had never explicitly said so, but the emotions that occasionally slipped into her words, as well as her craving for delicious food, were enough for Meng Yingxing to know about her hidden desire to take human form.

Xiu Qingcheng had helped him so much; Meng Yingxing felt that he should also do something for her.

“Master, I’m preparing to go to the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.”

Meng Yingxing reported his upcoming plans to Xiu Qingcheng.

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t know exactly what the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion was for, but just from the name, she knew that it must contain many books.

Especially for a large sect like the Tianfeng Sect, the place where books were stored must have a lot of useful knowledge for many people.

“Are you going to look up something? Something related to your constitution?”

Xiu Qingcheng asked Meng Yingxing.
After all, among the things Meng Yingxing could look up, this was the only one Xiu Qingcheng knew of.

Being asked by Xiu Qingcheng, Meng Yingxing only then remembered that he still had his own constitution to investigate.

The victories he had achieved in the past two days had almost made him forget that he was still a cripple in spiritual cultivation.

“Yes, but I’m not just looking up that matter.”

Meng Yingxing frankly admitted, and then added a mention of his true intention.

“I want to go to the sect’s library to see if there’s any way to let you take human form, Master.”

“You must really want to take human form, right, Master? Maybe once you do, you’ll be able to eat?”

As Meng Yingxing said this, he had already begun to fantasize about the wonderful life Xiu Qingcheng would have after taking human form.

“Uh… human form? Eat?”

Xiu Qingcheng was a little stunned when she heard that this was Meng Yingxing’s purpose for going to the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.

“This… actually, well… I don’t really want to take human form that much…”

The more Xiu Qingcheng spoke, the more guilty she felt.

She couldn’t possibly confess to her disciple now that she could already take human form, and that she had been secretly eating his food behind his back, could she?

Xiu Qingcheng could already imagine the Meng Yingxing, upon learning the truth, fiercely questioning her: “Where is the most basic trust between a person and a sword! Master!”

Meng Yingxing ignored Xiu Qingcheng’s statement about not really wanting to take human form and said to himself, “I’ll go ask Senior Sister Liu later. If there are no problems, I’ll go to the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.”

Xiu Qingcheng thought for a moment and decided to keep her mouth shut.

Since Meng Yingxing had this filial piety, she would let him be.

Xiu Qingcheng herself didn’t know why she could take human form.
If Meng Yingxing could find out something, that would be a good result too.

“You’re going to the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion?”

Liu Chenxin, who was on duty sweeping a plot of land in Wuyun Peak today, blinked her eyes when she heard about Meng Yingxing’s plans.

She stopped her sweeping and said, “There are no restrictions on the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion. You are now an official disciple, so you can come and go as you please. You can look up anything you want inside—as long as it’s there.”

“It’s a pity that I have duties today, Senior Sister, otherwise I would have gone with you.”

With that, Liu Chenxin brandished her broom.

Generally speaking, the cleaning and sanitation within the sect were handled by the handymen.
Only Wuyun Peak was special, with its disciples taking turns.
Mu Xin called this self-cultivation and cleansing oneself of worldly desires.

“There’s no need to trouble you, Senior Sister. I can go by myself.”

After saying that, Meng Yingxing turned and left.

He had been in the Tianfeng Sect for so long that he had long since memorized the location of the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion; he just hadn’t had the qualification to enter before.

He had asked Liu Chenxin in advance this time just to confirm if there were any other requirements for entering.

Watching Meng Yingxing gradually walk away, Liu Chenxin muttered to herself, “How come I’ve been so enthusiastic towards this kid for so long, but his attitude towards me is still so lukewarm? Is it just his personality?”

“I wonder what Meng Yingxing is going to look up… I should go take a look in secret. What if there’s some unexpected discovery?”

Tianfeng Sect, Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.

The Heavenly Scripture Pavilion stood out among the square-shaped buildings of the Tianfeng Sect.
It was a round, platform-shaped building with green walls and red tiles, looking like the courtyard of some wealthy family.

Meng Yingxing walked up to the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion and handed his newly acquired disciple token to the Librarian guarding it.

“Junior disciple, Meng Yingxing.”

Apparently, Meng Yingxing’s fame had spread far and wide in the past two days.
Even the Librarian, who rarely stepped out of the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion, gave him an extra look.

The Librarian returned the disciple token to Meng Yingxing and nodded, indicating that he could go in.

“If you want to look for a certain category of books, you can use the Ten Thousand Search Array inside.”

Meng Yingxing nodded.

The moment he stepped into the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion, he was shocked by the spiral staircases and bookshelves inside.

There weren’t many windows in the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.
Only a clean and bright round window on the dome allowed a sliver of sunlight to enter, and the rest of the light came from the lit lamps inside the pavilion.

“This library… is even bigger than I imagined.”

Xiu Qingcheng looked at the dazzling array of ancient books and wooden slips, and suddenly felt that it wasn’t impossible to find something related to taking human form in this library.

Meng Yingxing went deeper into the library and found the Ten Thousand Search Array that the Librarian had mentioned on a slightly raised circular stone platform in the center.

“I heard that as long as you stand on this Ten Thousand Search Array and think about what kind of things you’re looking for, it can find them for you within the area covered by the formation, and then return them to their original places.”

Meng Yingxing remembered how to use the Ten Thousand Search Array and began to implement it.

He activated the Ten Thousand Search Array with his own spiritual energy.
In an instant, a faint white light of spiritual energy emanated from the formation, and countless runes swirled and danced within the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.

After the Ten Thousand Search Array was activated, Meng Yingxing saw more than a dozen books slowly fly out from the bookshelves, landing one by one in front of him and piling up into a small mountain.

After a while, several small mountains of books were stacked in front of Meng Yingxing, and the Ten Thousand Search Array returned to silence after completing its duty.

“What were you thinking of?”

Xiu Qingcheng was a little curious.

“Well… I was just thinking of finding books related to swords. I didn’t expect there to be so many.”

Meng Yingxing casually picked up a book, feeling his temples throb.

So many books, he couldn’t possibly finish reading them.
There was no way.

“Perhaps I should think more specifically…”

Meng Yingxing activated the Ten Thousand Search Array to return the books, and then had it search for some books with “sword spirit” as the central theme.

And this time, the Ten Thousand Search Array only found three books.

“There are only three…”

Meng Yingxing looked at the three books on the ground, feeling that the chances were a bit slim.

He picked up one of them.
The title page of the book was damaged, and he didn’t know what the title was.

He continued to flip through it, looking for any useful information.

Although Xiu Qingcheng was silent at this moment, her gaze was fixed on the book in Meng Yingxing’s hand, unwilling to move away.

“The Method of Spirit Infusion?”

Meng Yingxing’s spirits lifted when he saw the title of the content at the beginning of the book.

He had a premonition that perhaps this time, he would find something.