Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"What? Postponed?"

"Yes, I heard that Immortal Zhanmeng drank too much yesterday and just issued the notice this morning."

Shang Mian chewed the pickled cabbage buns that Li Yue brought back. "It's good to postpone it. I still remember last year, Immortal Zhan Meng insisted on presiding over the exam even though he was drunk. As a result, the illusionary world eliminated more than half of the people in less than half an hour, and some people even vomited out of fear."

"Tsk, that's right."

Li Yue said, washed his hands and walked into the inner room to take a look, "Hmm? Where's my junior sister?"

Shang Mian held up his face and thought for a moment, "He went out early in the morning. According to the time, he should be in the library now?"

"Xiyuan trickery?"

The master who managed the library repeated it unexpectedly, while carefully looking at the little girl in front of him.

"I do have some impression of you, but...at your age, why do you know this?"

"I also heard about it from my fellow brothers when I was on a mission before, so I have been wanting to look for relevant records." Shen Qiao said readily.

"Is that so..." The management master climbed down the wooden ladder half-believingly.

"Yes, I remember it's in the third bookcase on the east side of the third floor, in the fourth row from the top. If you want to read it, go there and take a look. But it's better not to think too much about this kind of thing. Just read it as a story."

Shen Qiao smiled sweetly, "I understand. Thank you, Master."

"Hey! One more thing, this kind of book is not allowed to be borrowed."

Shen Qiao said okay and went up the stairs next to him.

She only heard that today's mental test was cancelled after she came back from morning exercise. She thought it was okay to go back, so she decided to go to the library for a stroll.

The library is shared by outer and inner disciples, but everyone likes to borrow books and read them at home, so not many people stay here.

After reaching the second floor, Zhang Wan realized that no one was around, so she cautiously slipped out from Shen Qiao's sleeve and followed him. "Young Taoist priest, do you want to investigate the matter at Wanshou Mountain?"

"Ok?"

Shen Qiao stood in front of the bookshelf the manager mentioned, looking up and comparing it with the books next to it. He asked casually, "Do you know 'Xiyuan'?"

Xiyuan is a place that is far away. It was originally an ancient battlefield. It is said that it was a huge crack in the ground when the immortals and demons divided the territory.

Of course, this is just one theory. After all, no one can explain how this crack was formed.

Later, due to the constant wars in the human world, some people moved to live nearby. Over time, they formed a tribe. Because this abyss is near the southwest corner of Qingzhou, it is called "Xiyuan".

Zhang Wan floated on Shen Qiao's shoulder. "I heard my father mention it before. The Battle of Wutuo, which had the highest death toll, was fought against them, right?"

"It took a year of fighting between the human world and the immortal world to completely eliminate them."

Zhang Wan was surprised when she heard this. "One year? In the immortal world... and the human world?"

Shen Qiao stood on tiptoe, took down a book, flipped through it briefly, and put it back. "The people of Xiyuan are good at manipulating things, both dead and living. That's why their army is also called the 'Undead Army'."

"Later, someone specialized in studying their manipulation techniques divided them into two categories: one is the soul manipulation technique, similar to the soul transfer technique you used earlier; the other is the armored silkworm you encountered at Wanshou Mountain, also known as puppetry."

Zhang Wan thought for a moment, then moved from one shoulder to the other. "But didn't you just say that the people of Xiyuan had long ago..."

"The clan was exterminated."

The sudden interruption startled Zhang Wan. She looked up and saw a monk standing behind her.

"Little, little Taoist priest..." Zhang Wan subconsciously hid behind Shen Qiao.

"Brother Zhu?"

Zhu Yu nodded, his eyes falling on Zhang Wan behind Shen Qiao, "This soul..."

"I've already reported this to the Sect Leader."

"Oh." Zhu Yu obviously didn't care and walked over to look for a book on the bookshelf next to him.

"I just heard you mention Xiyuan. Is it because of the puppeteer who was wanted a few days ago?"

Shen Qiao had already read all the related books, but obviously did not learn more records.

but……

Shen Qiao looked at Zhu Yu.

This man and Gan Su were both disciples of Yan Zun. Yan Zun also participated in the Wutuo Battle back then, and perhaps he had mentioned related matters to them.

"Yes, how much do you know about Xiyuan, brother?"

Zhu Yu paused in her search for the book and looked at Shen Qiao with a complicated expression. When he met her sparkling eyes, he swallowed the "I don't know" that was on the tip of his tongue.

"At that time, Xiyuan was indeed exterminated."

"But the fragments of the magic records obtained during the cleanup were not destroyed. They should still be kept by the human royal family."

Zhu Yu added, "The elders of the major sects had all looked at those fragments and felt they were definitely unusable. At most, they had some collectible value, so they let them take them away."

Collection? Why do humans collect these things?

and!

Since it has been confirmed that this incomplete copy is unusable, how do we explain the appearance of this puppeteer who is proficient in both soul magic and insect magic?

Seeing Shen Qiao silent, Zhu Yu frowned and reminded him, "The sect has someone investigating this matter, and a wanted order has been issued to other sects. Immortal Lord Zhanmeng will wake up tomorrow, so don't miss the opportunity to become his disciple this year."

Shen Qiao knew what Zhu Yu meant. This was not something she should worry about. Indeed, there was no point in worrying about it at the moment.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiao nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. Shen Qiao understands."

Although I didn't stay in the library for a long time, I did gain a lot.

Coming out of the library, Shen Qiao walked back slowly. Zhang Wan had already returned to the talisman paper. After all, she was still a soul and had hurt people before, so she was obviously still a little afraid of these cultivators.

When passing by the bamboo forest that she used to go to often, Shen Qiao saw from a distance a person standing on the path with his back to her. She knew who it was without even turning around.

"I have something to ask you." Luo Dai turned around when she heard the footsteps, still holding her head slightly raised like a superior.

This time, he didn't yell as foolishly as before. From Shen Qiao's perspective...

Well, like a normal person.

Shen Qiao smiled politely, "If you are calm and collected, I can still listen."

Luo Dai snorted in dissatisfaction at her rude words, "Don't take yourself too seriously, I'm just..."

"I'm leaving?" Shen Qiao interrupted with a smile.

Luo Dai was choked with anger and had to hold it in. "I'll ask!"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Shen Qiao and then spoke hesitantly.

"Do you... still remember things from your previous life?"

The corner of Shen Qiao's mouth twitched slightly, "..."

The opening bombshell, is this guy really stupid?