Slim fingers traced the sudden appearance of a secret pattern on the bookshelf.
He stopped moving his hand, looking toward the person who was still flipping through the pages ceaselessly.
He spoke out loud,
"Sect Hierarch, take a look at this."
Hearing him, Su Yan paused in her activity, then walked over to him.
She leaned in to look at the spot Xiao Yu's finger was pointing at.
Frowning, she looked at him seriously and asked,
"What is it?"
Xiao Yu saw she still wore a confused expression and spoke slowly,
"Sect Hierarch, Xiao Yu has seen some records about this in the past, but I'm unsure if this one is the same."
"What do you mean?"
"Sect Hierarch, strike this spot with ten percent of your Inner Strength."
Su Yan looked down at her own palm for a moment, then lifted her hand and struck. Bang!
She found that the bookshelf remained as immovable as a mountain.
