That disciple hadn't finished speaking when Sect Leader Mu suddenly struck him dead with a palm. Then, he said to the two disciples trembling in fear, "Drag him out and send three more."

A murderous glint flashed through Huang Tiangong's eyes. "Didn't you hear the Sect Leader? Go and get people."

Sect Leader Mu summoned twelve disciples in succession, killing two of them before saying with a gloomy expression, "Huang, is there anything special about these two disciples?"

Huang Tiangong said, "I didn't see anything special about them. They can't even be considered elite disciples!"

Sect Leader Mu said darkly, "Call in a few of your personal disciples, go!"

The two disciples who were killed were not as unremarkable as Huang Tiangong had said. They were all core seeds he had carefully cultivated.

His disciples, nurtured with countless efforts, were killed in front of him by Sect Leader Mu, and a monstrous rage surged in Huang Tiangong's heart. Yet, his face remained smiling, "Sect Leader, personal disciples are not easy to cultivate, I think..."

Sect Leader Mu didn't give Huang Tiangong any face, coldly ordering, "You don't need to think, just bring the people!"

As Huang Tiangong turned his head, the muscles on his face were already twitching slightly. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words: "Go get them!"

A moment later, two of Huang Tiangong's personal disciples became the victims of Sect Leader Mu's palm. The strongest of the two had seen the third page of the secret manual.

Sect Leader Mu then waved his hand and said, "It seems that supernatural powers can not only choose their master, but also choose how much a visitor can see. Old Huang, would you like to take a look?"

"I wouldn't dare… I wouldn't dare…" Huang Tiangong simply knelt on the ground. "Sect Leader, I am utterly loyal to the Tiangong Sect and have no intention of coveting the secret arts."

"Get up!" Sect Leader Mu said coldly, "No wonder Ling dared to exchange the secret arts. It turns out she wanted to trick the Mu family's secret arts out of me for nothing."

Huang Tiangong said in a low voice, "Sect Leader, now that Ling is here, why don't we..."

Huang Tiangong made a gesture of a knife coming down.

"Foolish!" Sect Leader Mu scolded, "Ling is not to be feared, what's to be feared is Nan Weiyang behind her. If Nan Weiyang retaliates against our Tiangong Sect, can you stop them?"

"Your subordinate didn't consider it thoroughly!" Huang Tiangong said, "But we can't let Ling take advantage of us for nothing! Isn't the Sect Leader's real secret art in that study?"

Sect Leader Mu sneered, "I gave her the secret arts, but not the general outline, and I disrupted the order of the secret arts. Can she find the secret manual from among tens of thousands of books?"

As Sect Leader Mu was speaking, a disciple ran in, "Vice Sect Leader, I've been secretly watching Ling according to your instructions..."

Huang Tiangong scolded before he could finish speaking, "Say something useful!"

The man said, "I took the opportunity to go in while delivering water just now and saw that Ling had summoned ghosts from somewhere. They are organizing the secret manuals in the room and have already sorted out most of them."

Sect Leader Mu's eyes revealed murderous intent, "Ling dares to violate the agreement and let others view the secret manuals?"

Huang Tiangong said in a low voice, "Ling will definitely not violate the blood contract. If she only organizes the secret manuals and doesn't look at the contents, it doesn't count as a breach of contract! Sect Leader, you didn't tear off the covers of the secret manuals, did you?"

"Bastard!" In a fit of rage, Sect Leader Mu slapped the messenger disciple out of the door, and the man died after falling into the courtyard.

Huang Tiangong waved his hand to the disciples outside, signaling them to drag the body away. He closed the door and lowered his voice, "Sect Leader, your subordinate dares to ask, how many pages are there in the *Thousand-Year Wood* manual?"

"Ling has a photographic memory and reads extremely fast. Even if she only spends half an hour, she can remember hundreds of pages of content, and if..."

Sect Leader Mu's face suddenly turned ashen. After a moment of silence, he said, "Tell the Mu family disciples, regardless of age, as long as they can read, come over here. Old Huang, send someone to see what Ling is doing!"

"Okay!" The person Huang Tiangong sent out quickly returned. "Sect Leader, Ling is reading."

Sect Leader Mu's face suddenly changed, and he asked urgently, "What book is she reading?"

"I don't know!" The disciple gestured, "The book is about this thick, it's an old blue-covered book. I saw a page with a dragon with several heads drawn on it."

Sect Leader Mu's face turned pale. "She really found it. Quickly... let the family children come over here quickly, quickly."

"Old Huang, is there any way to stop Ling from reading?"

"This…" Huang Tiangong said, "I'm afraid that won't work. The Tiangong Sect can't afford the consequences of violating the ghost-god contract! But…"

Huang Tiangong said, "There are some loopholes we can exploit. We can't stop her, but can't we disturb her? I don't believe that Ling's concentration is so strong that she won't budge even if the mountains collapse and the earth cracks."

"I'll have a few pieces of equipment brought over to repair the courtyard, that wouldn't be a violation, would it?"

"Good, good!" Sect Leader Mu nodded repeatedly, "Very good, very good, go and do it, go and do it..."

"Some of my Mu family disciples are far overseas, I'm afraid..."

Huang Tiangong said in a low voice, "What's so scary about being far away? Modern communication equipment is so advanced, where can't you contact them? I'll go and do it now!"