"Take—take—I'll take more!"
The martial arts manuals on the shelves vanished one after another. Just as Jiang Hao was happily gathering them up, a fierce gust of wind suddenly came from behind him. Knowing someone was attacking, he sprang up and viciously kicked the wooden shelf beside him.
The huge shelf flew backward and smashed toward the attacker.
"Break!"
With a thunderous boom, an old eunuch thrust out his palm and shattered the shelf, sending the rare books that had been on it flying everywhere.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Jiang Hao fired another barrage of throwing darts. He had more than a thousand darts stored in his space, enough for him to lavishly use Sky Full of Flowers. The others who had been closing in identified the direction by sound and knew more hidden weapons were coming.
They scattered to dodge once again.
This bought Jiang Hao more time. He darted into the shelves of martial arts manuals, his body weaving through the compartments like a nimble cat as he frantically collected more manuals. All that mattered now was speed.
At that moment, a vast palm wind swept toward him. Jiang Hao sensed its power and did not dare take it head-on, immediately leaping aside.
Then came a thunderous crash as the shelf that had held the martial arts manuals was blown apart.
It was that old eunuch with the highest martial arts. With such profound inner strength and such vicious palm force, a single blow to a person could turn them into pulp. Now, even the sturdy solid-wood shelf had become a pile of splinters.
Jiang Hao secretly rejoiced. Good thing I collected all the manuals. Otherwise, there wouldn't even be a scrap left.
"Watch my Heartless Sword!"
Jiang Hao shouted as the treasured sword in his hand flashed out