I have an Apocalypse City-Chapter 946 - 947 Willpower_1

Chapter 946: Chapter 947: Willpower_1

Chapter 946: Chapter 947: Willpower_1

Deep into the night, when all was quiet, Song Jian heard a gentle knock at the door. Opening it, he saw Lan Ling standing there with a look of unease. Seeing Song Jian, she whispered, “My mother found out you were here and kept talking to me. I’ve only just managed to get away. Have you been waiting anxiously?”

“It’s alright. Did your mother blame you?” Song Jian asked. He suddenly felt that following Lan Ling to her house might not have been a good idea.

“Enough talk, let’s go to the Lan Zhi Library. It’s perfect timing; they’re all busy preparing for tomorrow’s birthday feast, and the library should only be guarded by poor Grandpa. Here, take this jug of wine; once we give it to him, he’ll let us in,” Lan Ling handed over a small gourd over a foot long, saying;

Song Jian took the gourd and immediately saw the properties of the wine within:

“Hundred Treasures Wine: Beverage, rare quality, effects upon use: after drinking, the whole body relaxes, all illnesses vanish, Spirit Points recovery speed increases by 100%, intoxicated as if sinking into a fantastical dream! Item description: This wine is brewed from a hundred precious fruits and herbs, made according to an ancient formula akin to Monkey Wine, priceless!”

“Just a 100% increase in Spirit Points recovery speed is enough to be considered priceless?” Song Jian wondered, but still stowed away the small gourd that probably held only three to four ounces of wine.

“Quickly, let’s go!” Lan Ling seemed a bit anxious, pulling at the sleeve of Song Jian as they headed for the outside of the courtyard.

Song Jian noticed that the path Lan Ling was taking him on was not the same one they had used that morning to enter, but instead led deeper into the estate.

The two ran along a small path, and Song Jian realized they appeared to be heading towards the mountain. Looking back, he saw the estate’s courtyard at the foot of the mountain brightly lit, bustling with many people busily preparing something.

As the scenery on both sides became increasingly barren, Song Jian couldn’t help but ask, “Where, where are you taking me?”

“To the Lan Zhi Library, of course!” Lan Ling said in a low voice, “Did you think the Lan Zhi Library was outside? That’s the true heart of the Xuanyue Cave. Only by entering deep into the estate can one access the real Lan Zhi Library!”

“The real Lan Zhi Library?” Song Jian was startled. If there was a real one, did that mean there was also a fake Lan Zhi Library?

When Song Jian voiced his doubts, Lan Ling rolled her eyes and said, “Of course there’s a fake one. Look, do you see that big red tree over there?”

Following Lan Ling’s indicated direction, Song Jian saw a dark red ancient tree in the southwestern corner of the estate below, emitting a faint glow like a giant candle in the darkness.

“That’s what most people think of as the Lan Zhi Library!” Lan Ling said, “But that’s just to fool outsiders. The real Lan Zhi Library is within the belly of this mountain!”

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In the back courtyard behind the main hall of the estate, an elegant and luxurious woman sat in front of a basin of clear water, which reflected the image of Lan Ling proudly showing off the real Lan Zhi Library to Song Jian.

“Hmph, that dead girl!” the woman said with furrowed brows, unable to help herself from fiercely slapping the armrest of the wooden chair and muttering under her breath, “Guard against everything, yet nothing guards against betrayal from within one’s own house. At such a young age, sneaking out for a walk, she even brought a strange man back home!”

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“Madam, judging by the young lady and this gentleman’s demeanor, it seems, their relationship, perhaps, does not involve romantic feelings…” a maid dressed woman said cautiously, whispering beside the madam as if she were defending Lan Ling.

“It’s infuriating, utterly infuriating. I initially thought she was merely taking him to look around the outer court’s library, but to think, she, she actually tried to take him into the inner court library, this, this…” Lady Xuan Yue said, trembling with rage as she swung her right hand, decisively knocking over a basin of water before getting up and walking towards the exterior of the house.

“Madam, please calm your anger!” The maid by her side immediately kneeled down to block Lady Xuan Yue’s path, “Tomorrow is your birthday, and many demon kings have already settled in our residence. If madam confronts them now, wouldn’t it alarm many people? If things blow up, it may harm the third young lady’s reputation instead. Please rethink this, madam!”

Upon hearing this, Lady Xuan Yue’s footsteps slowed, and after a moment’s hesitation, she couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh, saying, “What a calamity, such a calamity indeed. Well, let that boy take a small advantage! You go send a flying pigeon message to Mi Gao, give that boy just the time of a cup of tea, whatever fate he may encounter, it’s all down to his luck now!”

“Yes, madam. Bi’er will go immediately!” The maid quickly got up, pulled out a brocade handkerchief from her bosom, folded it casually a few times into a pigeon shape, and after whispering a few words to the folded silk pigeon, she gently stroked its wings twice, and unbelievably, it began to move.

Flapping its wings a couple of times, the pigeon cooed twice and then took flight, soaring towards the peak of the mountain.

“Lan Ling, are we, are we really going to climb to the top of the mountain?” Song Jian panted as he looked up, realizing they were nearing the mountain summit.

With his current strength of over a hundred points, not to mention climbing a mountain of merely around a hundred meters, even if he were to scale Mount Everest in a single layer of clothing, he wouldn’t feel fatigued at all.

But now, having climbed for less than an hour, his legs were already sore and numb, and all he wanted was to lie down on the ground and never get up again.

“There’s something fishy!” Song Jian thought to himself, opening his personal attributes panel, yet nothing seemed amiss. However, he felt as if his attributes had reverted overnight back to his original feeble self, just like before he entered the game.

With a thought, Sword Qi surged from within his dantian, ready to burst forth. He noticed nothing unusual with his body, but the weariness baffled him.

“Indeed, the entrance to the inner courtyard is at the top of the mountain!” Lan Ling glanced at Song Jian, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. The path they were on, leading to the actual inner courtyard, was originally set with restrictions; no matter how physically strong one was, it made no difference, as they could only climb upwards with sheer willpower. The stronger one’s will, the easier the climb; the weaker, the harder.

Some with feeble willpower could not even make it halfway up the mountain before exhausting themselves and collapsing, but the real people of Xuanyue Cave would have an amulet, allowing them to move freely up and down.

Initially, Lan Ling only wanted to tease Song Jian a bit, planning to give him an amulet when he could no longer persist. To her surprise, he had endured all the way, panting heavily and sweating profusely yet not collapsing outright on the ground.

“If he can truly climb to the mountain top on his own strength, it would be beneficial for him. Since that’s the case, there’s no need for me to make a fuss. I’ll wait until we reach the mountain top to see!” Lan Ling took another look at Song Jian, seeing him struggle and suffer made her feel an odd sense of enjoyment. She couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, her footsteps involuntarily quickening.

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