I have the face of a great demon.

When the deacon rushed to the scene, he was stunned by what he saw.

All the shelves collapsed, and jade slips were scattered all over the floor. The steward's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The perpetrator, Zhou Tianyi, stood there dumbfounded, as if he had been frozen in place.

His hands were still stuck to the fallen wooden frame, and the expression on his face changed from astonishment to complete bewilderment. He could only silently endure the butler's anger.

The disciples who had come to watch the spectacle gathered around, and the steward, fearing that something might happen to the jade slips scattered on the ground, immediately ordered that no one should approach.

The disciples watched Zhou Tianyi, the one who caused the accident, from a distance, their eyes filled with curiosity and schadenfreude.

Zhou Tianyi's henchmen also fell silent. With such a big incident, they didn't even dare to get close, for fear of being implicated.

After all, they were the ones who were trying to frame that handyman disciple, making quite a commotion by walking back and forth near the jade slip shelf.

Now that their facade has crumbled, it might drag them down with them.

They secretly lamented their misfortune, wishing they hadn't gotten involved. Now, not only had they failed to harm anyone, but they had also found themselves in a predicament.

Before long, even the elders of the Sutra Repository arrived after hearing the news.

Seeing this scene, he was heartbroken. These jade slips were the sect's precious treasures, each containing the wisdom and hard work of their predecessors.

The elder's expression was solemn. He immediately ordered the Sutra Repository to be sealed off, and everyone had to hand over the jade slips in their hands before they could leave the Sutra Repository one by one.

Liu Xingchen mingled in the crowd and followed the flow of people out of the Sutra Repository.

He was secretly delighted, feeling extremely pleased as he thought of Zhou Tianyi and his gang still taking the blame in the Sutra Pavilion.

He hurried back to the servants' quarters and briefly reported the emergency at the library to the steward.

With the library closed, he had no work to do and was free to move around, so he slipped away to his secret cave, where the spirit was already waiting for him.

He sat in the cave and began to examine the jade slips brought back by the spirit ghost, a smug smile on his face.

"You did a good job this time, scholar," Liu Xingchen praised.

The Ghost Scholar smiled slightly. Compared to the large number of jade slips he had acquired, he preferred his young master's schemes. The feeling of playing tricks on people was simply too satisfying.

"Following my little master is truly a lot of fun," the mischievous scholar said, his voice tinged with a hint of playfulness and satisfaction.

Being with Liu Xingchen is always full of surprises and fun.

Every time it plays a prank or tricks someone, it feels incredibly excited.

It enjoys seeing those self-righteous people get completely outmaneuvered.

"Little master, if you have any plans next time, be sure to call me."

The spirit scholar asked impatiently, eager to participate in the next prank.

Seeing the excited look on Linggui Xiucai's face, Liu Xingchen couldn't help but smile and looked down to check his spoils.

This time, the spirit casually took 135 jade slips. Adding the 20 he exchanged, he gained a total of 155 jade slips, making a huge profit.

He examined each jade slip one by one and found that most of the contents were what he needed, ranging from alchemy and weapon crafting to the cultivation of spiritual herbs and cultivation techniques. There were all sorts of insights to keep him busy studying for a while.

After taking stock of his gains, Liu Xingchen couldn't help but wonder what kind of punishment Zhou Tianyi would give for losing 155 jade slips.

Zhou Tianyi was still trapped in the library, his hand still unable to be pulled off the wooden shelf.

He Taichou stared at this outstanding inner disciple with a livid face, his anger rising.

Zhou Tianyi is usually very steady, but I don't know what happened to him today, he actually made such a big mess.

Zhou Tianyi looked aggrieved and said in a tearful voice, "Sect Master, this really isn't my fault. Someone framed me. Look, my hands are glued to this shelf."

He Taichou was furious. Without saying a word, he steadied himself with his hands, grabbed Zhou Tianyi's hand, and pulled him sharply.

With a "ripping" sound, a layer of skin was torn off Zhou Tianyi's hand, and blood flowed freely, making him wince in pain.

"See, this is how you tear it down. Why did you have to knock the whole shelf down?"

Faced with He Taichou's questioning, Zhou Tianyi was speechless. He didn't know that he had just pulled on it and the whole structure had collapsed. He could only blame his bad luck.

Little did he know that the spirits were stirring things up; if he simply pulled the shelf askew, the spirits would help him knock it over, creating this chaos.

Zhou Tianyi could only smile wryly, hoping that the sect leader would be lenient with him since he hadn't done it on purpose.

The next step, naturally, is for the Sutra Repository to organize the scattered jade slips, and for the Discipline Hall to deal with Zhou Tianyi and his gang.

After examination by the Alchemy Hall, the sticky substance that stuck to Zhou Tianyi was found to contain medicinal ingredients, indicating that it was deliberately created by someone.

However, how it was made and who set the trap remain a mystery.

They questioned all possible suspects, but still came up empty-handed. In the end, the Discipline Hall could only conclude that it was a prank, but Zhou Tianyi had overreacted, causing great damage to the Scripture Pavilion.

After several days and nights of sorting, the library discovered that 155 jade slips were missing.

Since the perpetrator cannot be found, the blame should be placed entirely on Zhou Tianyi.

Zhou Tianyi was in a terrible predicament. Not only was he fined a large sum of spirit stones, but he was also sentenced to 10 years of hard labor and barred from setting foot in the Scripture Pavilion for 10 years.

This result made Niu Wei extremely happy, and he celebrated for several days.

Zhou Tianyi, an elite disciple who ranked among the top four in the inner sect, has now become a laughing stock in the sect.

Back at his residence, Zhou Tianyi's gang of henchmen surrounded him again, their faces filled with resentment and anger.

"This time, I tried to mess with that handyman but ended up getting myself into trouble instead. I'm really unlucky," one of the underlings complained.

"That kid must be a jinx, everyone who runs into him is doomed. He was there when Niu Wei had diarrhea last time."

Everyone was talking about it, complaining about how unlucky they were, and they really wanted to beat Liu Xingchen up, but they didn't dare to do it.

This matter has caused a great uproar throughout the entire sect, and they have become the focus of everyone's attention. At this time, they really cannot cause any more trouble.

"Are we just going to let this go like this?" The underlings were very unwilling. How could they be tied down by a menial disciple and not even be able to retaliate?

At this moment, the cunning strategist Lao Lu offered another suggestion.

"These things all started because of that handyman boy, so we can't just let it go like this."

"What can we do then? We can't fight back, and we can't exactly verbally abuse them to death, can we?"

Old Lu stroked his goatee: "We can't fight within the sect, but once he leaves the sect, there's no such thing as a taboo."