Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Inviting the little beggar to a meal was just a spur-of-the-moment decision made on a whim after a chance encounter, but the fact that the beggar kept following him clearly indicated that he had ulterior motives.

"Can I follow you?"

"Do you know what I'm going to do next? Why am I taking you with me?"

Biyun City was just a transit point for him; what awaited him next was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In this process, he does not need the help of others, nor does he need a maid like the standard female character in a harem novel.

"I can show you the way and help you find the location of the other celestial books."

boom!

A strong wind swept through the air.

At this moment, Meng Li's fist was only a hair's breadth away from the little beggar's head. With just a little force, the girl in front of him would perish.

"Who exactly are you?"

Meng Li's face was no longer relaxed; instead, it was filled with boundless killing intent.

But the little beggar in front of him didn't show any change in expression.

Upon hearing Meng Li's question, a hint of undisguised hatred flashed in her crystal-clear eyes.

"My name is Rong Heng, the all-knowing scholar of the martial arts world in this generation."

......

The story is a bit cliché.

It's simply a story about a girl whose city was massacred by martial artists, and how she gathers information about them to prepare for revenge.

The reason she sought out Meng Li was quite simple: news of what happened in Qingwu City had already spread.

At that time, there were survivors in Qingwu City. Someone happened to witness Meng Li's battle and was then contacted by Rong Heng's people who came to gather information.

The other party dared not delay with such important information and sent a message directly by carrier pigeon.

While the title "All-Knowing Jianghu Scholar" may be somewhat exaggerated, her formidable intelligence-gathering abilities are undeniable.

It was precisely because of this that the perceptive young woman immediately thought of using Meng Li to take revenge.

She didn't know where Meng Li was. She had only come to Biyun City to rest and recuperate, but she never expected that Meng Li would come to her doorstep.

In Meng Li's opinion, her reasons were far-fetched, even far-fetched, with countless unreasonable points. Under normal circumstances, he would never have agreed to her request, and might even have ruthlessly destroyed her.

But now, seeing the future body's gleaming, ready-to-use state, Meng Li looked at Rong Heng.

"I agree."

......

In the time that followed, Meng Li acted like a true young swordsman, traveling the world with beautiful women by his side.

Rong Heng's appearance was as expected.

She always wore a veil. Meng Li had only caught a glimpse of her briefly. She was pretty and looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. With her two star-like eyes, she really did have a bit of Huang Rong's mischievous and clever feeling.

At the very least, Meng Li, who has a discerning eye, has a good impression of her.

It's unclear how she did it, but Rong Heng seemed to know the location of the fragments of the Heavenly Book and the whereabouts of certain martial artists like the back of her hand.

Meng Li knew she had a problem, but he didn't say anything. Rong Heng also knew that Meng Li had discovered her problem, but she pretended not to know.

In this seemingly confused yet actually clear-headed interaction, Meng Li joined the Tianqing Sect.

Physical fitness: 173

This is the result of his more than ten days of work.

The simulated future body can only be used once, and Meng Li wanted to use it for one last vote, so she was quite cautious in choosing the martial artist.

He mostly chose those who were true martial artists, as well as those who were unaffiliated and belonged to the weakest tier of freelance martial artists who possessed the Heavenly Book Silver Pages.

Even so, he still found it very difficult to fight. If he hadn't been able to get stronger with each fight, and hadn't significantly improved his physical abilities a few days ago thanks to the True Inheritance Martial Artist, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat even the weakest Silver Page Martial Artist.

That was an absolute qualitative change. Physical fitness was secondary; his skills were more than one level above Meng Li's.

Meng Li was also very envious of this, but unfortunately, even a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice.

Killing a true disciple only yields around a thousand points, while clearing out a true martial art has a side effect of costing ten thousand.

Meng Li has barely managed to gather enough points, but the problem is that the difference between True Inheritance Martial Arts and Silver Page Martial Arts is like heaven and earth, a difference in level. Even if he spends all his points to learn a True Inheritance Martial Arts, he will still be like a child when facing a Silver Page Martial Artist, making the cost-effectiveness too low.

Of course, things are different starting today.

It developed for a few more days.

Although he chose to become a Silver Page Warrior today, according to Rong Heng, he is already considered to be at the mid-level among Silver Page Warriors, and has even established his own sect.

If he can successfully kill the enemy this time, he can complete multiple missions at once, which means his snowball can roll even faster.

With the remaining two weeks, he could definitely reach the Gold Page level.

The Tianqing Sect in front of them was much larger than the Xiaohan Temple.

Although the abbot of Xiaohan Temple was also at the Silver Page level, his combat strength was clearly questionable. Meng Li suspected that he was the weakest one that the system had deliberately selected.

"You should hide first."

"Okay, be very careful."

Rong Heng gave him some instructions, then turned and disappeared into the woods.

She was just an ordinary person, so naturally she couldn't deal with a martial artist.

Meng Li still needs her to lead him to find martial artists to kill, so naturally he won't take her along. If she gets killed, the consequences would be unacceptable to Meng Li.

However, he was skeptical of Rong Heng's so-called ordinary people.

Although the two were riding horses, they had traveled a long and dusty journey, constantly on the move. Yet, despite this, her eyes remained bright and alert, showing no signs of fatigue.

This person's physical condition is nowhere near that of an average person.

Seeing the other person walk away, Meng Li didn't linger any longer.

With a deafening roar, he stared at the reputable sect before him, a sinister smile playing on his lips, and then his body slammed out.

A massacre ensued, a frenzied slaughter!

There was no intention to talk.

Ever since learning that these martial artists, who appeared to be intelligent, were actually just puppets of the Heavenly Book, Meng Li lost the desire to talk to them.

Blood splattered in the air.

Looking at the vacant-eyed Tianqing Sect disciples rushing towards him, Meng Li suddenly felt like he was fighting zombies in Resident Evil.

The system and physical fitness alerts kept coming in.

However, given his current strength, the attribute boosts that ordinary disciples, whose attributes are at most only twenty or thirty points, can provide are minimal, essentially negligible.

His attributes are only a little over 100 now, and it's so difficult to improve them. No wonder his attributes get stuck in that position in the simulator.

"You beast, cease your arrogance!"

After a few minutes of wanton slaughter, the true disciples of the Tianqing Sect could no longer sit still.

As a figure rushed out of the building ahead, Meng Li's momentum abruptly halted.

Unlike Shen Lingfei, they didn't have a first phase.

What appeared before Meng Li was a giant wielding a bone club. Rather than a martial artist, he resembled a half-giant commonly found in Western fairy tales.

His skin was bluish-black, and there were faint tattoos on his chest. Just by standing there, he was completely different from the ordinary disciples next to him.