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

"That... is it this 'Azure Light Sword Manual'?"

Xiao Qinghan shook her head again, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes even tighter.

Mo Chengyue finally lost his patience.

He turned around and looked directly into Xiao Qinghan's eyes.

When the other person's eyes met his, they immediately looked away like a startled deer.

An unnatural blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Senior sister, please tell me clearly what type, or which specific cultivation manual, you need?"

His tone was somewhat stiff.

Xiao Qinghan lowered her head even further, and after moving her lips for a long time, she finally managed to make a sound as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"It's...it's that one..."

"That kind of..."

Her cheeks flushed red with anxiety. How could a young woman like her possibly say such a thing?

So embarrassing!

But the man in front of her had an expression that said, "How can I help you if you don't explain yourself?" which made her both angry and anxious.

After a fierce internal struggle, she finally closed her eyes and uttered a few words in an almost inaudible voice.

"Dual cultivation...ancient method...manual."

Mo Chengyue's ears twitched.

He heard it.

He heard it clearly!

What is that?

Lee Sin, you've hit the nail on the head!

Ancient methods of dual cultivation?

He could hardly believe his ears, and thought he was hallucinating from staying up all night reading.

He deliberately leaned closer, pretending not to have heard clearly.

"Senior sister, your voice was too soft, I didn't hear you. Could you say it again?"

Xiao Qinghan felt her whole face burning up, and she wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

But the words have already been spoken, and if I don't make them clear now, I'm afraid my trip today will have been in vain.

She gritted her teeth and repeated in a voice that was still faint but clearer.

"Notes on the Ancient Dual Cultivation Method of Our Sect's True Transmission."

Fireworks exploded in Mo Chengyue's heart.

Awesome!

It's like my wish came true!

He was originally worried about how to complete Xie Buci's unreliable task of "bringing warmth" to this senior sister.

Now it seems that he didn't need to deliver it at all.

They've already prepared the heater; all they need is a plug!

He suppressed a laugh, put on a look of sudden realization, and then turned to walk towards another row of bookshelves.

He groped around in an extremely narrow corner for a long time before finally pulling out an old book with a yellowed cover that looked quite old.

He handed the booklet to Xiao Qinghan behind him.

Xiao Qinghan was overjoyed and quickly reached out her trembling hand to take it.

But when her fingertips touched the booklet, she met Mo Chengyue's ambiguous, teasing gaze.

That look seemed to say: Oh, senior sister, I didn't know you liked this kind of thing.

That's pretty unconventional!

Xiao Qinghan's face flushed bright red, almost to the point of bleeding.

She snatched the booklet and hugged it tightly to her chest.

"Thanks!"

She uttered two words, turned and ran, her retreating figure clearly showing her fleeing in panic.

Watching her hastily departing figure, Mo Chengyue could no longer suppress the smile on his lips.

Wonderful!

Absolutely wonderful!

The resonance with Xiao Qinghan has arrived, hasn't it?

The "Sending Warmth" program has successfully taken its first solid step!

……

Afternoon, Shen Shi (3-5 PM).

It was just when the disciples were getting drowsy.

A sudden uproar erupted in the quiet second-floor pavilion.

"Du Jingxing! I'm saying this one last time! Forget about it!"

"Even if I, Su Qingying, never marry, I would never become your Daoist partner!"

A clear, angry female voice shattered the tranquility of the library.

Mo Chengyue was engrossed in watching when the commotion startled him, and he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

He pricked up his ears and immediately heard the whispers of the people reading around him.

"It's Senior Sister Su Qingying from Biyun Peak!"

"Who was she arguing with? Du Jingxing, that second-generation cultivator from Youming Peak?"

"That Du Jingxing is such a persistent pest! He's been chasing after Senior Sister Su for years, but she completely ignores him. He just keeps harassing her!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Du Jingxing's father is a sect elder; we can't afford to offend him!"

Let's watch the drama unfold! Let's watch the drama unfold!

Mo Chengyue perked up, immediately put down his book, and quietly followed the crowd to join them.

Two groups of people were facing off near the bookshelf not far away.

On one side was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in white, with a cool and aloof demeanor.

She was tall and slender, with stunningly beautiful features, delicate eyebrows, and phoenix eyes that held a hint of frost.

He exuded an aura of cold arrogance that kept people at a distance.

It was Su Qingying, a genius disciple of Biyun Peak.

Opposite her stood a young man dressed in fine clothes, with an arrogant expression.

He was followed by several lackeys.

It was Du Jingxing from Youming Peak.

At this moment, Su Qingying's pretty face was full of frost and disgust.

No matter how gently you try to persuade him or how sternly you warn him, Du Jingxing on the other end remains completely unmoved.

"Qingying, what is it about me that makes me unworthy of you? In terms of family background and cultivation level."

"I, Du Jingxing, am a respected figure in the sect! Why are you always so cold to me?"

Du Jingxing looked puzzled and hurt.

His lackeys chimed in.

"That's right, Senior Sister Su, our Young Master Du is truly devoted to you!"

"It's your good fortune to be noticed by our Young Master Du! Don't be ungrateful!"

Mo Chengyue, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but grimac.

I don't know what it is about Su Qingying that has touched Du Jingxing's psyche; after all these years, he's still buzzing around like a fly.

Seeing that the order on the second floor was about to get out of control, the other disciples on duty quickly stepped forward to persuade them.

But Du Jingxing, relying on his status, didn't take them seriously at all.

Just then, a deep voice came from the stairwell.

"No noise allowed inside the Sutra Repository! Do you want to go to the Enforcement Hall for tea?"

A senior disciple at the Core Formation stage finally stepped forward, and his powerful aura instantly silenced the scene.

Du Jingxing's expression changed, but in the end he still snorted coldly in resentment.

He and his lackeys slunk away.

Su Qingying nodded slightly to the Core Formation stage senior brother, then turned and left.

A farce will end here.

However, the matter did not end there.

Everyone thought the matter was over, but they were surprised when they stepped out of the library.

In front of everyone, Su Qingying coldly uttered a sentence to Du Jingxing's back.

"Du Jingxing, even if I married a beggar on the street, I wouldn't give you a second glance!"

"Please don't bother me again! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Du Jingxing stopped abruptly and slowly turned around.

His face had turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with barely suppressed resentment and madness.

To embarrass him like that in front of everyone!

it is good!

very good!

Su Qingying!

He stared intently at Su Qingying's resolute back, his heart surging with murderous intent.

Upon returning to Youming Peak, Du Jingxing immediately summoned several of his trusted henchmen.

"Boss, that Su Qingying is so disrespectful! She's practically asking for it!"

"That's right! Boss, we have to teach her a lesson!"

Du Jingxing sat in the main seat, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground.

"Investigate! Find out if she will participate in the Wanqi Mountain Trial a week from now!"

One of the lackeys rolled his eyes and immediately stepped forward, grinning wickedly.

"Boss, I understand! The sect has said that fighting is not prohibited during the Ten Thousand Weapons Mountain Trial, as long as no one dies!"

"Then, we'll...hehehe..."

A ruthless glint flashed in Du Jingxing's eyes.

"Su Qingying, aren't you supposed to be a paragon of virtue? Aren't you supposed to be a chaste and virtuous woman?"

"When we get to Wanqi Mountain, I'll make you kneel on the ground and sing 'Conquer' for me!"