If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

"How could Mo Chengyue even see that?"

"Is he really the guard of the library?"

"Just how much stuff is hidden in the library?"

Mo Chengyue slowly covered his face.

It’s over.

I couldn't hold out again today.

Xie Buci laughed so hard his shoulders swayed slightly.

Qin Wanzhuang even managed a rare smile.

Wenren Ji said earnestly, "You're right."

Mo Chengyue said, "Junior Brother, you don't need to affirm me at this time."

Wenren Ji asked, "Why?"

Mo Chengyue said, "It will definitely put me in more danger."

Jin Qiaoqiao leaned back in her chair, her phoenix eyes sweeping over the disciples who were peeking.

"What are you afraid of? If they dare to touch you, I'll show them what demon race etiquette is all about."

Mo Chengyue said, "Senior Qiaoqiao, your etiquette sounds rather harsh."

Su Qingying said, "They might not dare to touch you, but they will test you."

Yu Jianhuan said, "Especially Tianqing Peak."

Xie Buci said, "Third brother, should we move to the back?"

Xie Buci had barely finished asking if they should move to the back when Mo Chengyue hadn't even had a chance to nod, Qin Wanzhuang had already turned her head to glance at him.

"Sit down."

Mo Chengyue put his buttocks, which had just been raised half an inch, back down on the chair.

"Second Senior Sister, I'm just stretching my muscles."

Wenren Ji sat beside him, holding his sword.

"You want to run away."

Mo Chengyue corrected him carefully.

"This is called a strategic shift."

Xie Buci waved his folding fan, his smile utterly irritating.

"Third brother, if you move now, the front row will think Qingquan Peak has chickened out, the back row will think Qingquan Peak is hiding someone, and Tianqing Peak will think you are guilty."

Mo Chengyue remained silent for a moment.

"Then I'll just sit down."

Yu Jianhuan rested her chin on her slender fingers, her rose-purple dress spread out beside her seat, revealing her delicate waistline, and the beauty mark at the end of her eyebrow was alluring in the sunlight.

"Junior Brother Mo, don't worry. If anyone asks you, just say that I taught you those things."

Mo Chengyue looked at her.

"Senior Sister Yu, why are you taking the blame for such a good opportunity?"

Yu Jianhuan said with a smile.

"For if they believe it, it proves they are foolish."

Jin Qiaoqiao leaned back in her chair, her dark hair shimmering with iridescent light, her phoenix eyes sweeping across the direction of Tianqing Peak.

"They won't believe it."

Su Qingying was dressed in simple clothes, with the Jade Spirit Sword hanging quietly at her waist. She looked at the battle platform, her tone gentler than usual.

"They will remember you."

Mo Chengyue sighed.

"I'd rather they remember Senior Brother Xie."

Xie Buci immediately shrugged.

"I already have a reputation within the sect, and I can't afford any more stigma."

Qin Wanzhuang looked at him coldly.

"You still know it's a stigma."

Xie did not refuse, and put the fan to his lips.

"Second Junior Sister, a clean reputation isn't always safe."

Lin Wanqing squeezed through the back row carrying a stack of files, her bangs ruffled by the wind, her cheeks flushed from the journey.

"Senior Brother Mo, Elder Chen asked me to bring over the public files of the candidates for disciple selection."

Mo Chengyue's eyes lit up for a moment, then he immediately suppressed them.

"Why is Elder Chen suddenly being so considerate?"

Lin Wanqing stuffed the case file into his arms.

Elder Chen said, "Since you're not going to sit here and just watch the show anyway, I might as well let you see something useful so you won't keep spouting nonsense."

Xie Buci burst out laughing.

"Elder Chen really understands you."

Mo Chengyue flipped open the top sheet of bamboo paper, still struggling with his mouth.

"I'm researching the talent pool of the sect."

Lin Wanqing sat down behind him and lowered her voice.

Elder Chen also said, "Don't get the files dirty, don't fold the corners, don't write on them, and especially don't use them to line teacups."

Mo Chengyue moved the teacup to the side.

"The library has a deep misunderstanding about me."

Qin Wanzhuang said.

"You used a rare book to press talisman paper last time."

Mo Chengyue offered his explanation.

"That's for wind protection."

Wenren Jidao.

"You even used the rubbing to cover instant noodles."

Mo Chengyue looked at his junior brother.

"How come you remember everything?"

Wenren Jidao.

"The sword remembers."

Xie Buci patted the folding fan.

"Alright, third brother, let's look at the files. The next round is about to begin."

On the battle platform, the jade tokens for drawing lots lit up one by one, and new names appeared one after another.

Without the former holy sons and daughters dominating the scene, and without monsters from Qingquan Peak, worn down by the ruins, causing trouble, the atmosphere on the dueling platform was even more heated than before.

At each peak's seat, the young disciples craned their necks, their eyes filled with an undisguised anticipation.

"This time it's really our turn."

"When Ye Wushang was around, who would dare to dream of the Holy Son position?"

"After Senior Sister Lin Miaoyin stepped down, the position of Holy Maiden was also vacant."

"Xie Buci is not participating, Qin Wanzhuang is not participating either, and it seems that Senior Sister Su Qingying has not signed up either."

"Isn't that the best?"

"Keep your voice down, or you'll get beaten up."

"I'm telling the truth. Those people in heaven don't fight, so those on earth have a path to walk."

Mo Chengyue listened to the surrounding discussions, his fingers flipping through the edge of the file.

Lin Wanqing leaned closer and asked.

"Senior Brother Mo, what are you looking at?"

Mo Chengyue said.

"Let's see who can win, and also who is more likely to cause trouble after winning."

Lin Wanqing blinked.

"That's obvious too."

Mo Chengyue said.

"I can get a general idea."

Xie Buci lazily added.

"The third brother has a bad habit when judging people. He doesn't look at talent first, but rather whether the person will bite someone if they lose."

Mo Chengyue said.

"This is a good habit."

Yu Jianhuan asked with a smile.

"Which category do I belong to?"

Mo Chengyue paused for a moment as he flipped through the case file.

"Senior Sister Yu is someone you shouldn't mess with."

Yu Jianhuan narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

"You're quite eloquent."

Jin Qiaoqiao asked.

"And me?"

Mo Chengyue was very sincere.

"Senior Qiaoqiao is someone we should worship."

Jin Qiaoqiao snorted.

"Slippery."

Su Qingying looked at him.

"Then look at the categories of the disciples who are being selected."

Mo Chengyue closed the file halfway.

"Can be avoided, can be interacted with, can be used."

Qin Wanzhuang's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Explain yourself.

Mo Chengyue said.

"A person who is arrogant when they win, resentful when they lose, and who will kick the weak when they are down, is someone to be avoided."

"A person who is courteous in victory, acknowledges defeat in defeat, and is willing to leave a way out when facing the weak is a person worth befriending."

"As for being useful, they may not be friends, but they can do the right thing at the right time."

Xie Buci clapped his hands lightly.

"Look, the third brother is starting to act like an elder."

Mo Chengyue immediately shook his head.

"No, I'm still young."

Lin Wanqing, however, lowered her head and jotted down two notes in her notebook.

"Do you lose your composure when you win, do you harbor resentment when you lose, and do you leave room for the weak?"

Mo Chengyue looked over.

"Junior Sister Lin, why are you writing this down?"

Lin Wanqing smiled sweetly.

"Notes from the Library Pavilion"

Mo Chengyue became alert.

"I hope Elder Chen won't use this to convict me one day."

Lin Wanqing said.

"No, Elder Chen will just say that you've been secretly reading a lot of miscellaneous books."

Xie Buci laughed even more heartily.

"Reasonable."

The wind blowing from the direction of the main peak on the Sword Debate Platform fluttered the banners of each peak and carried the discussions of the disciples to Qingquan Peak.

Mo Chengyue sat in the back with the dossier in his arms, his posture as upright as if he were listening to an elder preach the precepts, but in his heart he had already ranked today's ceremony as one of the top three most dangerous tasks.

Lin Wanqing whispered, "Senior Brother Mo, could I ask you for more details about those three categories?"

Mo Chengyue said, "No."

Lin Wanqing asked, "Why?"

Mo Chengyue said, "Asking more detailed questions will make it easier to publish a book."

Lin Wanqing blinked. "Wouldn't publishing a book be better?"

Mo Chengyue said, "I've already thought of a title for the book: The Secret Record of the Disciples Guarding the Scripture Pavilion in Judging People."

Xie Buci laughed and said, "This is a good name. If we sell it to the outer sect, we can at least get a few jars of good wine."

Qin Wanzhuang glanced at him. "You want to drink again."

Xie Buci said, "Second Junior Sister, one must always have something to look forward to in life."

Wenren Ji said, "Sword."

Xie Buci sighed, "Junior Brother, your expectations are too high."

Yu Jianhuan rested her chin on her fingertips, her purple skirt spread out beneath her seat, her beautiful eyes and brows so striking that several disciples nearby stole glances before quickly turning their heads away.

Yu Jianhuan said, "Junior Brother Mo, if you really write this book, remember to save me a good spot."

Mo Chengyue said, "Senior Sister Yu must be in the 'Don't Provoke' chapter."

Yu Jianhuan laughed, the beaded chain on her shoulder jingling softly. "Is that a compliment?"

Mo Chengyue said, "It's about saving your life."

Jin Qiaoqiao scoffed, the iridescent luster in her black hair shimmering in the sunlight.

Jin Qiaoqiao said, "You humans are such a hassle, having to divide a person into so many layers."

Mo Chengyue asked, "How do the demons categorize humans?"

Jin Qiaoqiao said, "I can fight, I can't fight, I can fight but I don't want to fight for the time being."

Xie Buci patted his fan and said, "Simple."

Mo Chengyue said, "It is highly feasible, but it is not suitable for guarding the Scripture Pavilion."