Mortal: Joining the Star Palace at the Start

The Scripture Pavilion Order was only valid for one month, so after Ji Qing returned to his cave and packed his things, he rushed to the Scripture Pavilion without stopping.

The Sutra Repository is located in the very center of the Star Palace, and it is a tall building over twenty feet high.

The building is dotted with stars, like stars in the sky, and looks extremely magnificent.

Moreover, a light blue protective barrier stands outside the Sutra Repository.

"Is this the library?"

Ji Qing muttered to himself, a look of shock in his eyes.

Ji Qing watched for a long time, and just as he was about to leave, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother, you're here."

Upon hearing this, Ji Qing turned around and saw that the person who came was none other than Ling Yuling.

"Ling'er, what are you doing here?"

Ling Yuling smiled, revealing her adorable canine teeth, looking quite pretty. She then put her hands behind her back, pouted, and said:

"What's wrong? Why can't I be here?"

Can't I come to see you?

Ji Qing quickly waved his hand:

"How could that be? Ling'er, you're overthinking it. That's not what I meant."

Ji Qing's eyes gradually softened:

"Thank you for your help with the matter of the Imperial Archives."

"Oh? You knew?"

"Um."

"So...do you still want to go?"

Ling Yuling said softly, seemingly a little afraid that Ji Qing would think she was being presumptuous.

"I hope my brother won't be angry?"

Ling Yuling murmured softly, but just as she was still pondering it, Ji Qing's next words immediately dispelled that idea:

"Go, why wouldn't you go? You definitely have to go."

This is Ling'er's heartfelt wish, why won't you go, brother?

Ji Qing held Ling Yuling's smooth little hand and gently stroked it:

"Haha, Ling'er, it's only been a few days, but your little hands have become even whiter and softer."

"Brother~ You're so naughty."

Ling Yuling said, embarrassed and annoyed, her ears already turning bright red.

She quickly pulled her hand back, lowered her head, and dared not look at Ji Qing.

"Hehe, Ling'er is so cute."

Just as Ji Qing was about to continue teasing Ling Yuling, a cough suddenly came from behind him:

"Cough cough."

Upon hearing the sound, Ji Qing quickly turned his head around. When he saw who it was, he immediately felt guilty.

"Kid, you're pretty capable."

"If I give you a little more time, are you going to take my daughter down with you?"

"Dad, what did you say?"

Ling Yuling was secretly annoyed and glared at her father.

She originally wanted to get along well with Ji Qing.

But my father interrupted me.

"Ling'er, how dare you speak to your father like that?"

"Didn't you see there are outsiders here? Doesn't Dad have any dignity?"

What do you, a roughneck like you, care about saving face?

Ling Yuling rolled her eyes at her, then buried Ji Qing's hand in her heart and retorted:

"Dad, Brother Ji Qing is not an outsider."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yuling rested her head on Ji Qing's shoulder, making her stance clear.

"You...sigh!"

"This is outrageous! I can't live like this anymore."

Ling Xiaofeng, wanting to avoid seeing it, simply closed his eyes.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Now that Xiaoqing is here, let's come with you."

As for you, Ling'er, you should hurry back to your mother's. All you do is play all day long, and you have no ambition at all.

"If Xiaoqing forms her core while you haven't, let's see what you'll do then."

"Huh? This..."

Ling Yuling began to panic; she absolutely could not allow this to happen.

"Fine, you old geezer, you win. I'll go find Mom right now, okay?"

Humph.

That's more or less.

Do you really think your father can't control you?

Thinking of this, a smug smile finally appeared on Ling Xiaofeng's face:

"Go quickly, don't keep your mother waiting."

"Oh, I understand."

Ling Yuling looked at Ji Qing with great reluctance and whispered:

"Then, brother, I'll be going now."

"Okay, go quickly, don't keep your mother waiting."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuling nodded and then turned and left.

Seeing his daughter walk away, Ling Xiaofeng chuckled, instantly changing the previously harmonious atmosphere.

Oh no! I'm doomed!

Ji Qing shrank back, looked up at the menacing Ling Xiaofeng, and tentatively asked guiltily:

"Palace Master... Palace Master, are you alright?"

Do I look like something's wrong to you?

"Yes, your face has turned black."

Ling Xiaofeng: ………

You're such a brat, you deserve a beating.

How did Ling'er fall for you?

Ling Xiaofeng walked up to Ji Qing and patted him on the shoulder with his large hand:

"Kid, you're with me... um? What's this?"

Ling Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and he swallowed the words he was about to say. With his powerful cultivation, he could see the mark in Ji Qing's body at a glance.

The mark was tightly wrapped around Ji Qing's dantian, making it completely impenetrable.

"Junior brother?"

What exactly do you want to do?

Ling Xiaofeng frowned, his mind seemingly preoccupied with something.

There is a mark inside Ji Qing's body that has been there for a very long time.

So, you just give up on such a promising talent like that?

Thinking about this, Ling Xiaofeng felt somewhat annoyed.

Based on his understanding of Jin Kui, Jin Kui shouldn't have done such a thing.

"Looks like I'll have to ask him."

Ling Xiaofeng thought to himself that now that he had discovered the problem, he would not let it go unchecked.

Ji Qing holds a very important place in her beloved daughter's heart.

If Ji Qing dies halfway through, and accidentally becomes his beloved daughter's inner demon, who will he turn to for justice?

"Xiao Qing, I have already opened the restrictions inside the pavilion for you. You can go in directly."

I have some matters to attend to now, but I will come to see you later.

"Yes, Your Highness, I understand."

"Um."

Ling Xiaofeng nodded slightly, then transformed into a streak of blue light and soared into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After about five or six breaths, Ji Qing saw that Ling Xiaofeng had walked away, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, that was close.

I almost got riddled with bullets.

Ji Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and looked around. Seeing that there were no other cultivators there, he then went inside.

The library was very spacious. When Ji Qing stepped inside, he felt like an ant looking up at the moon, fully aware of his own insignificance.

"How am I ever going to read all these books?"

Just then, a golden light suddenly shone on the jade platform, and a large "gold" character suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire book pavilion.

"Huh? What's this?"

Ji Qing looked around and gradually understood.

"Could it be that everything following the character 'metal' is a metal-based martial art?"

With these questions in mind, Ji Qing went to the bookshelf and picked up a secret manual to read.

Unsurprisingly, the technique he held was a metal-element technique.