Night Visit to the Scripture Repository

During the Lion-Slaying Tournament, he had stayed at Shaolin for some time. After his meridians had been severed, he had even tried to find the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" in the Scripture Repository, so Song Qingshu naturally remembered the location of that pavilion.

Jiumozhi stared at him in shock. "Junior Brother, when that man gave me the secret manual, no third party was present. How could you possibly know?" His tone was filled with profound disbelief.

Song Qingshu smiled faintly, walked over, and whispered a name into his ear. Jiumozhi looked even more astonished, muttering, "That's impossible. There's no reason you should know..."

Seeing Jiumozhi's reaction, everyone present understood that Song Qingshu had not been lying. The Shaolin monks surged forward one after another. "Benefactor Song, if you can tell us this person's name, Shaolin will owe you a favor from this day onward."

Even Zhang Sanfeng was moved. "Qingshu, who exactly is that person?" He was more concerned about the safety of his disciples, and thus had lost his usual composure.

Song Qingshu gave a bitter smile. "Great-Grandmaster, although I know that person's identity, he may not necessarily be connected to this matter. I still need to verify it."

He was extremely familiar with Jin Yong's novels. When he saw Jiumozhi use the Shaolin Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, he immediately recalled that Jiumozhi's Seventy-two Ultimate Skills had been stolen from the Scripture Repository by Murong Bo. However, when his meridians had been restored, Gusu Murong had also played a part. Song Qingshu had always been a grateful man and had treated the Gusu Murong clan quite generously all along. Even when Murong Fu had secretly caused trouble some time ago, he had not pursued the matter.

Because of this connection, Song Qingshu was unwilling to expose Murong Bo's years of