Starting From The Equal Opportunity To Become A Saint

259. Chapter 259 Reminder!

At this moment.

Wu Xuanzheng stood in front of the window sill in his bedroom, silently observing every move in the No. 6 courtyard across the street.

Seeing Liu Zimo enter the house without any precautions, and then there was no more movement inside the house.

Wu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, knowing that the two little brothers he sent must have succeeded.

"Hmph, just a mediocre waste of a mortal, dare to come and snatch my job, he deserves to die!"

"This servant hall is not a place for a waste like you to come!"

Wu Xuan withdrew his gaze and muttered softly.

In his eyes, Liu Zimo, who had no cultivation at all, was definitely no match for the two peak Body Refining Realm little brothers.

There would be no surprises in his plan tonight.

As long as he handled the aftermath cleanly, and then destroyed the evidence, no one would truly care about the life or death of a servant disciple.

Especially since Liu Zimo's backer is currently in seclusion in the Spirit Secret Realm and won't come out for at least a year or two.

After a year or two, who would remember that there was once a servant disciple named Liu Zimo in the servant hall!

You should know that Liu Zimo has only been in the servant hall for a day, and the number of people who have seen him is no more than a handful, and there are very few who know him. If he really died, no one would care.

Wu Xuan stretched lazily, a smile on his lips. He closed the window tightly with his hand, then turned around and lay down on the bed to rest for a while, waiting for good news.

Just as he turned around, his body suddenly trembled, and the relaxed and smiling expression on his face instantly became stiff and fearful.

"Liu... Liu Zimo?!"

"How is this possible, hasn't he already been... by Wang San and the others...?"

Wu Xuan instantly became extremely panicked, looking at Liu Zimo who was sitting in front of his bed, smiling at him, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

He clearly saw Liu Zimo enter the No. 6 courtyard and open the door to the room.

But now, why did Liu Zimo, who should have already died, suddenly appear in his house?

Playing the tiger to eat the wolf, did he kick the iron plate?

If that's the case, Wang San and the others must be in grave danger, and they might have even betrayed him!

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Xuan's legs couldn't help but go weak, and he knelt directly on the ground with a thump.

"Liu, spare me..."

Before Wu Xuan could finish his words, Liu Zimo sent a strand of spiritual consciousness directly into his sea of consciousness.

Just like dealing with the two assassins before, he used the most simple and brutal method to perform a secret soul search on him.

After finding the information he wanted to know, he waved his hand and put Wu Xuan's body into the [Eastern Pearl].

From beginning to end, Liu Zimo didn't say a word of nonsense to Wu Xuan.

For those who wanted to harm him, Liu Zimo's consistent style was to give as good as he got, to repay an eye for an eye, and he wouldn't show any mercy.

"It's true, wherever there are people, there is a world of martial arts!"

"Just because I took over his job as a servant in the library, he directly tried to kill me!"

"But, what I didn't expect is that this Wu Xuan actually has a cousin who is the number one disciple in the inner sect, which is why he's so arrogant!"

"But killing him is just killing him. After all, he's just a lowly disciple, not worth causing a big commotion. Wu Kai might not even care about his cousin!"

"Besides, who would suspect a useless mortal like him?"

Liu Zimo withdrew his divine sense and used a secret technique to completely remove his presence from the room before returning to his own room.

Despite killing three people, one of whom was Wu Kai's cousin, Liu Zimo's heart remained unaffected.

In his previous life, he had already become accustomed to the deceitful and bloodthirsty days.

Compared to the dangers and cruelty of the apocalypse, the troubles caused by Wu Xuan and the others were insignificant.

The only thing that surprised Liu Zimo was that Liu Yun, who had already become the direct disciple of the Cui Zhu Peak Master, had no deterrent power on the side of the lowly disciples.

Otherwise, how could a lowly disciple like Wu Xuan, who relied solely on an inner disciple as his backer, dare to easily kill him?

"In the end, it's all about an unstable foundation and insufficient strength!" Liu Zimo sighed softly.

The weak are prey to the strong, and strength is supreme!

This is an eternal truth!

Whether in the earthly realm or in this Transcendence realm, powerful strength is the foundation of everything.

Someone like Liu Yun, who has no background or origin, and who has just joined the immortal sect.

Even if she has outstanding talent and is valued by the Cui Zhu Peak Master as a direct disciple.

But her own strength is too weak, even inferior to some outer disciples.

In such a situation, even if she is a true disciple, not many people will truly care about her.

A true disciple without any foundation and who has not yet grown, what strength and deterrence can she have?

"It seems that I have to be more low-key in the future."

"At least until Liu Yun comes out of seclusion or grows stronger, I can't let anyone find any small tails, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Liu Zimo admonished himself in his heart.

He didn't come to the Qingyun Immortal Sect to show off and fight for attention. No matter when, making a fortune in silence is the way to go.

Moreover, his current cultivation and strength are not worth mentioning, not just in the entire Transcendence realm, but even within the Qingyun Immortal Sect, he can't make much of a splash.

If he accidentally offends someone he shouldn't, he might not even know how he died.

A night passed without any words.

The next morning, Liu Zimo got up early and went to the library halfway up the mountain to report for duty.

Just like yesterday, after finishing his tasks, he took a book from the library, found a secluded corner, and quietly read and savor it.

The librarian never appeared, and Liu Zimo was happy to have some free time.

The day passed peacefully without any waves.

The following days were the same, and Liu Zimo completely adapted to this way of life.

The disappearance of Wu Xuan, Wang San, and the others was like a stone sinking into water, without causing any ripples.

No one investigated, no one asked, everyone was indifferent and unconcerned.

I had originally thought that as Wu Xuan's neighbor, Liu Zimo would surely be called in for questioning. But after waiting for several days, he was never summoned.

This made Liu Zimo realize even more the dangers and coldness within the Servant Hall, and it made him become even more cautious. Just as when he had probed Wu Xuan's soul, it was exactly as Wu Xuan had anticipated.

In the Servant Hall, no one truly cared about the life or death of a few servant disciples. In the eyes of those immortal disciples, the servant disciples were nothing more than servants, easily replaced if they died.

Therefore, the disappearance of Wu Xuan and the others had not affected Liu Zimo in the slightest.

Liu Zimo seemed to have completely adapted to the daily life in the Servant Hall. He woke up and returned home on time every day, just like an office worker in the city before the catastrophe.

The tasks in the library were extremely leisurely. After becoming familiar with the layout of the books, Liu Zimo found it even easier to organize them.

He spent his days quietly reading and observing people in the library, feeling extremely content.

In the span of half a month, he had read over two hundred books.

As for the bound disciples, there were only a few, which was somewhat disappointing.

There was nothing he could do about it. The first floor of the library was mainly open to outer disciples, and very few inner disciples and true disciples visited.

Among the outer disciples, the probability of encountering a bound disciple was extremely low. Being able to bind more than ten was already considered a lot.

The only thing worth celebrating was that Ouyang Xinxin had already come out of seclusion and had contributed around 250 years of immortal cultivation to Liu Zimo.

With the continuous efforts of Liu Yun and the newly bound outer disciples, Liu Zimo's total immortal cultivation had already exceeded 300 years.

According to the levels in the immortal sect, he now had the strength equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage.

This level of strength might not be outstanding in the entire Transcendence realm, but in the Qingyun Immortal Sect, he was already considered exceptional among the inner disciples.

At least, he was no less inferior than Wu Xuan's cousin, Wu Kai.

However, even so, Liu Zimo did not relax or become proud in the slightest. He still quietly stayed in the library.

Every day, he followed a fixed routine, either in the library or in the dormitory courtyard of the Servant Hall. He never wandered around aimlessly or interacted with outsiders.

Like a recluse, his presence was minimized.

Even Tang Dahai had almost forgotten about the existence of such a person in the Servant Hall.

In addition, except for the first day he started working when the librarian appeared, Liu Zimo had not seen the librarian in person since then.

Liu Zimo had gradually become accustomed to this. Whenever he encountered a problem, he usually found a way to solve it himself and rarely bothered the librarian.

The librarian, who had been secretly observing and studying, was also very satisfied.

He felt that this new servant disciple who entered the library had a purer mindset compared to the previous ones. He didn't have any ulterior motives, nor did he constantly bother him with various excuses to get close to him.

It had been many years since the librarian had encountered a servant disciple who had no selfish motives and was completely immersed in reading and learning.

Even though he might not have much potential in cultivation, he was easy to deal with, quiet, and didn't cause trouble. This suited the librarian's preferences.

Therefore, after observing Liu Zimo for half a month, the librarian specifically communicated with Tang Dahai, the head of the Servant Hall, and decided that Liu Zimo would be the designated servant disciple for the first floor of the library and should not be replaced easily.

In response to this, Tang Dahai naturally didn't dare to go against it in the slightest and directly nodded in agreement.

However, secretly, Tang Dahai was amazed and surprised.

He wondered what methods Liu Zimo had used to gain the favor of the guardian of the books, and even specified that he wanted him to stay in the book depository.

This was a situation that Tang Dahai had never encountered in his more than ten years of service in the miscellaneous hall.

You see, previously, Wu Xuan had worked in the book depository for a whole year, but he never received any favorable treatment from the guardian of the books.

The previous disciples in the miscellaneous hall were all more or less the same.

No matter what they did, whether it was to please or flatter, they couldn't get close to the guardian of the books in the slightest.

But this Liu Zimo, who had only been here for half a month, and was even a useless waste of a mortal, unexpectedly gained the recognition of the guardian of the books.

Tang Dahai would never believe that the guardian of the books was doing this out of respect for Liu Yun, a true disciple who had just entered the sect.

First of all, Liu Yun, as a newly initiated true disciple, didn't have that much prestige.

Secondly, even if it was Liu Yun, let alone Liu Yun's master, the Lord of the Cui Zhu Peak, they might not be able to persuade the guardian of the books.

So, Tang Dahai was really curious.

How could someone like Liu Zimo, who had no cultivation at all, make the guardian of the books look at him in such a different light?

With this question in mind.

That night, Tang Dahai carried a pot of spirit wine and two plates of side dishes, and after half a month, he came to the No. 6 courtyard again and knocked on Liu Zimo's door.

"It turns out to be Tang Chief Steward, please come in!"

Although Liu Zimo was somewhat surprised, he still warmly invited Tang Dahai into the house.

Just as Liu Zimo was thinking whether Tang Dahai had come for the matter of Wu Xuan and the others, he heard Tang Dahai's smiling voice congratulating him.

"Brother Liu has truly hidden his true abilities, only staying in the book depository for half a month and already gaining the recognition of the guardian of the books!"

"Brother Liu, let me congratulate you in advance. From now on, the position of the miscellaneous hall in the book depository belongs to Brother Liu alone. Even I, as the steward, no longer have the right to interfere!"

Liu Zimo was stunned, surprised.

He didn't expect that the guardian of the books, who hadn't shown his face for half a month and hadn't said a word to him, had quietly "confirmed" him!

In other words, from now on, he would be the exclusive miscellaneous hall disciple of the book depository, not to be replaced by anyone else, and would not be assigned to other positions!

For Liu Zimo, this was great news.

At least for the time being, Liu Zimo had no intention of leaving the book depository. With the recognition of the guardian of the books, his situation in the miscellaneous hall would become relatively stable.

This could be seen from Tang Dahai personally bringing wine and food to congratulate him.

Tang Dahai's attitude towards him now was much warmer and more sincere than when Liu Zimo first came to the miscellaneous hall.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food.

Tang Dahai, who was already a little drunk, swayed to his feet to bid farewell.

Liu Zimo sent him off respectfully, and when he reached the door, Tang Dahai suddenly hugged Liu Zimo's neck and, somewhat drunkenly, whispered a reminder to Liu Zimo:

"During this time, Brother Liu should be careful of Wu Kai, the chief disciple of the inner sect. He just returned from his training outside and is inquiring about the whereabouts of his cousin, Wu Xuan!"

After saying that, Tang Dahai lightly patted Liu Zimo's shoulder, and then left the No. 6 courtyard as if nothing had happened. (End of this chapter)