Thanks to the token, Fan Ning and Ling You were no strangers to the library.

Except for the sixth floor of the library, which I have never been to.

"It seems the answer is waiting there," Fan Ning said, holding the token on his fingertips, without any respect for the master, and knocked on the "door" blocking the sixth floor in two or three strokes.

Calling it a gate was a bit remote. Ling You rubbed his brows and helplessly looked at the barrier that was obviously held up by a single person. He said, "This... old gentleman, we have taken the Sect Leader's token. This time, we are following the Sect Leader's orders. Please make way for us."

Out of subtle vigilance towards the person in front of him, Ling You was very polite and even bent down slightly consciously. Compared to Fan Ning who was knocking on other people's barrier casually, he looked more like a junior who was receiving a gift.

"Hmph," the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground opened his eyes slightly, his gray hair trembling at the noise, and he looked very tough. "I know you, you are the devil cultivator in the sect."

"You want to use the leader to pressure me? No way!"

Ling You realized the trouble as soon as he heard this, and he started talking about the evil cultivator... It seemed that this person didn't have any of the tolerance of the leader.

"Interesting! Even the Sect Leader can't suppress you." Fan Ning bent down slightly, squinting his eyes as he looked at the old man, who looked quite extraordinary. The corners of his lips curled up, "Ling You, take that thing out."

"..." Ling You hesitated for a moment, then quickly took out a familiar item from his Qiankun bag.

——A magical instrument lovingly crafted by Master Ning Fan, rarely remembered.

For Ling You, there may be some limitations in its use, but for Fan Ning, who is the creator and has a high level of cultivation... breaking the barrier in front of him is as easy as the wind blowing.

"you--"

The gray-haired old man was so angry at the gap in front of him that he stood up suddenly.

"You're trying to force your way in, and I'm still standing here!"

"Then I didn't ask you to lie down," Fan Ning rolled her eyes at him, her hands' movements completely unaffected, she even slowly brushed off the non-existent dust on her body.

Ling You politely blocked the old man's glare and said, "The headmaster asked us to come here. Obviously, he didn't tell you in advance."

Old man: “…So what?”

"It proves that you're not an obstacle we need to consider at all," Fan Ning replied with a smile, tearing open a hole and walking in with a calm attitude. "That's enough. Who are you trying to fool with this barrier?"

"Fan Ning is right. There's no point in being pretentious in this situation," Ling You replied. After following Shun Liu in, he turned to look at the unhappy old man and said, "Let's go in first."

The old man snorted again, his eyes still not too gentle, but he didn't do anything unnecessary.

The sixth floor of the library is like a kind of unspoken forbidden area in Yueli Sect. Naturally, there are few signs of people entering. Fan Ning raised his hand to touch the dust on the shelf, his eyes wandered around, and he casually took out a book from the shelf beside him.

She didn't know if it was fate or she was just exceptionally lucky, but the first page of the book she received had a familiar name written on it.

"This was left by the Demon Lord."

Fan Ning glanced at him and knew that this Demon Lord was referring to his father, so he simply started to read it with him.

"Is this...a letter?"

Ling You did not hide his interest, but after reading only two pages, the curiosity in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Bound here are all letters between the Demon Lord and another person. It seems that there are very few serious matters, and they are all about some emotional experiences of "traveling around".

"It seems that the Sect Master and the Demon Lord are indeed having an affair," Fan Ning snapped his fingers twice, quickly skimming through the entire "letter," "As expected, they are a relationship that allowed them to ascend together."

"What are you talking about?" The old man came over after hearing the key words.

He gave me a look, clearly wanting to say something.

But Fan Ning and Ling You chose to pretend not to see it and walked away.

Old gentleman: "..."

The little old man, who rarely received such treatment, coughed violently, and Fan Ning, who was standing on his right, frowned.

"Isn't it forbidden to make noise in the library? It wouldn't be nice for an administrator to break that rule."

After saying that, Fan Ning shut up, flipped through the book casually a few times, and walked in a farther direction.

Old gentleman: "..."

The old man was furious, and had no doubt that if he had a cane, he would have been hitting someone's head with it by now.

"I'm talking to you!"

Fan Ning finally raised his head, his tone still calm, "Who knows? Let's talk about it next time. Young people's time is very precious."

The old man who was blocked again: "..."

He couldn't remember when he had been treated like this, especially by two young people... He was almost laughing out of anger.

Three seconds later, he used this emotion as a crutch and hit Fan Ning in the face without any hesitation.

"I'm asking you, what is this Ascension you're talking about?"

Fan Ning, whose ears were suddenly attacked, took a step back and rubbed his ears that were suddenly bombarded. This time he did not pretend that he could not hear.

The old man was very proud and seemed very satisfied with his achievements.

but……

Fan Ning smiled slightly.

"what are you saying?"

"Is this happening?"

"What's this about ascension... Did you hear it wrong?"

Fan Ning spread his hands, and the books he had thrown on the shelf stirred up a thick layer of dust. "Did I just say such a word?"

Ling You almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Looking sideways, he sensed a sense of "not being easy to fool" from the little old man whose expression changed.

But Fan Ning's stubbornness made up for it very well.

The confrontation between the two lasted for more than half an hour, which was enough time for Fan Ning to finish reading all the information at hand, and also enough time for the old man to glare with red eyes.

"You are really not a good cultivator just like the rumors say!" The old man gritted his teeth and deepened his judgment. He locked his eyes with the innocent Ling You who happened to be walking by. "And you, a devil cultivator boy, don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young at all!"

Ling You: “…”

Ling You tried to gently remind him, "You might not be considered old in your cultivation level, but each of us... fits the latter part of the word better."

"Pfft," Fan Ning waved her hands, smiled, and said innocently, "I just remembered something happy."

Old gentleman: "..."

"You two brats are really fierce," he said, his expression finally calming down, and he really took the two young people in front of him seriously. "I know where you are looking for. Now let's talk."

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