I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Second day, four in the morning.

Lin Yi had a sleepy face.

He was woken up by Nangong Ling's violent knocking.

Nangong Ling originally lived near Lin Yi.

So she acted as a human alarm clock.

Lin Yi opened the door and saw two extremely attractive girls standing behind Nangong Ling.

The two girls were carrying large bags of makeup and clothes, and Nangong Ling didn't care for Lin Yi's opinion; she just swaggered into his room.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, we're pressed for time."

"After I finish with you, I still have to get myself ready!"

"Zhang, give me a hand, when I need something, just hand it over."

"Xu, style his hair according to the look I showed you yesterday!"

"Put the samurai robe we decided on yesterday on him first, see if it fits, yes, the one in XL size!"

Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

Just waking up, his brain was still in slow-motion, unable to keep up with Nangong Ling's fast pace.

Until Nangong Ling asked him to remove his pajamas and pants.

Lin Yi shivered, wide awake.

This damn early morning.

And there were three top-notch beauties in front of him.

Removing his clothes would definitely make him embarrassed.

"I…I can put it on myself!"

Lin Yi blushed rarely.

Accepting the loose samurai robe Xu handed him, he rushed back into the bedroom as if escaping.

Behind him came Nangong Ling's clear laughter.

"Oh, little junior, you can get shy? So cute, let sister pinch your cheek when you come out, hehe!"

Back in his bedroom, Lin Yi quickly put the clothes on.

It's just that these traditional East Japan clothes don't have the button designs of modern clothes.

Even though Lin Yi put it on, it was loose and looked terrible.

At least it calmed down his excitement for now.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Nangong Ling glanced at him, walked up, and skillfully tied up the robe with her deft hands.

Even though Lin Yi wasn't a Warrior by profession, he wasn't the skinny type of traditional Mage either.

He was tall, with a well-proportioned body.

Finally wearing a samurai robe, with a samurai sword at his waist, standing in front of the mirror, he indeed had a heroic and outstanding aura.

Of course, the premise was that his neck still bore that handsome face.

Half an hour later.

Slanted eyes, a flat nose, paired with an incredibly ugly hairstyle, ruined everything.

Lin Yi sighed, this must be the ugliest he's ever been in his life.

Lin Yi's makeup was done.

It was Nangong Ling's turn.

Doing her own makeup, and it being female makeup, was naturally quicker than doing Lin Yi's.

Before long, Lin Yi was dazzled.

If bare-faced Nangong Ling was already naturally beautiful,

then now, she could be described as breathtakingly beautiful.

"Why can you be so pretty?"

Lin Yi felt a bit resentful.

Nangong Ling spat out: "Baka! Which fool would choose a concubine as ugly as them?"

"Of course, they'd pick a pretty one!"

Lin Yi: "..."

What she said made so much sense that he couldn't refute it.

"Alright, let's go, go, go, move out."

"The Reapers have already prepared the airship; we have to set off at six!"

...

Two hours later.

An aerospace airship slowly took off from a port on Xia East Sea.

Lin Yi stood at the bow of the ship, looking towards the edge of the sea horizon and the rising sun, feeling a bit emotional.

He didn't know how long it had been since he last watched a sunrise by the sea.

The Catastrophe Era expanded Blue Star's area a hundredfold.

Naturally, the ocean area expanded proportionally too.

This world's oceans were truly endless.

So vast that it's despairing.

Together with Lin Yi on the airship's deck were dozens of East Japan people with the Xiaolin Family emblem on their clothes.

These people were the servants who came with Xiaolin Yichilang to Xia.

Or rather, they were the Xiaolin Family's internal elites.

Their usual outward identity was, naturally, Xiaolin Yichilang's servants.

But secretly, gathering various intelligence from Xia was their job.

Although Shenxiao's Reapers killed Xiaolin Yichilang and his personal guard.

A large number of servants were not attacked.

Firstly, because if they were all killed, Nangong Ling's Illusion Technique would certainly require more effort.

Secondly, even Xiaolin Yichilang himself couldn't know what information these servants had gathered.

Killing them all would only alert the Xiaolin main family prematurely.

"Are we pressed for time? Why use an airship."

"Why not take the sea route? Aren't there many ships below? Blending in would be better for covering our tracks."

In his heart, Lin Yi spoke.

With Nangong Ling around, this method of direct mental communication.

Was so convenient.

Having team voice chat versus not having it makes for completely different levels of coordination.

"Those ships below operate near the coast."

"Around the coastline, sea monster attacks rarely occur, but once you pass a thousand meters in depth, no one can control what comes out of the sea."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi understood.

He had forgotten about this!

The land area of Blue Star can't compare with its ocean.

The total biological volume in the sea is definitely more terrifying than on land.

Post-natural disaster, the sea monsters would only become more ferocious.

No wonder international travel on Blue Star now prefers flying, avoiding the sea route as much as possible.

The upcoming time was extremely dull.

Initially, the endless East Sea seemed novel and vast to Lin Yi.

But after staring for too long, it felt monotonous.

Plus, the airship's travel speed was excruciatingly slow.

It wasn't until nearing dusk that Lin Yi finally spotted the silhouettes of several small islands far on the horizon.

"Prepare yourself, we're almost there."

On the deck, many of the Xiaolin Family servants were already celebrating with excitement.

They hadn't been home for a very long time.

Lin Yi also put on an expression suppressing excitement and thrill.

He had to perform, there was no other way.

Over half an hour later.

The airship landed at the southern port of Wind Rope Island.

Lin Yi with Nangong Ling behind him, a group of dozens disembarked one by one.

Yet, waiting for them at the dock was nothing but air.

Lin Yi frowned.

The crowd of Xiaolin Family servants also looked surprised.

The Xiaolin Family hadn't sent anyone to receive them.

After getting off the airship, they walked home.

The Xiaolin Family was famous on the whole Wind Rope Island.

They had secured a large swath of land in the southern island as their family territory.

Shortly, Lin Yi pushed the door and entered, seeing two youths in the large courtyard in front of the Xiaolin Family's main house, holding knives, sparring.

Surrounded by dense rows of Xiaolin Family seniors and elites.

"Yichilang…"

On the main seat, a middle-aged man with a long beard and an aura of natural authority suddenly spoke softly.

"Father…!"

Lin Yi bowed in salute, showing the utmost respect.

This middle-aged man was the current patriarch of the Xiaolin Family—Xiaolin Zhengyu!

"Today happens to be the annual clan competition, just in time for your return."

"After three years in Zhina, let's see if your Songhe Knife Skill has deteriorated…"

"Let your brother test it out!"

"Enter! Draw your sword!"

"If you lose, return immediately; I will disown you as my second son!"

Lin Yi saw countless eyes on him.

Even the two who were initially sparring stopped, looking at him with mocking expressions.

Good heavens…

Me, a Mage, up against others in a knife duel??

At that moment, Nangong Ling's voice rang in his mind.

"Go on, there's no choice but to fight."

"You just swing the sword, leave the rest to me!"