Fairy, don't go! I have a mod.

People who like formations are mostly introverted, don't like to talk, and don't like to interact with others.

Surprisingly, very few people greeted him along the way, making this young sect leader, who was usually surrounded by onlookers wherever he went, experience for the first time what it felt like to be invisible.

He went straight up to the tenth floor, which was also the highest floor of the Array Pavilion.

The moment he pushed open the door, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

There was only one huge room on the entire floor, and the floor was covered with papers, densely packed with array diagrams.

Her long, white hair cascaded down from the table in the center of the room like a waterfall, spreading across the floor in a winding, meandering path.

Mixed together with those array diagrams and papers, it was at least ten meters long.

Her hair was as white as silver, but it did not appear withered. Instead, it shone with a faint spiritual light, as if spiritual power flowed through every strand of hair.

The white-haired master was sitting at the table, his back slightly hunched, his right hand holding a slender engraving pen, writing and drawing incessantly on a blank array diagram.

Her movements never stopped for a moment; with a flick of her wrist, one intricate array of patterns after another appeared on the paper.

Her eyes were open, but empty and lifeless, like a pair of glass beads. Although they reflected the array on the table, it was as if she wasn't looking at anything.

Mu Tianmiao stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and then tiptoed over the white hair and array paper scattered on the ground to walk behind her.

The white hairs slid silently past his feet, their touch icy, like flowing water.

He bent down, leaned close to her ear, lowered his voice, and spoke in a tone many times softer than usual.

Elder Qin, I'm here!

Qin Shuxin did not look up; the engraving pen in her hand continued to move across the paper, the tip making a soft rustling sound as it scratched across the paper.

Her brows were furrowed and her lips were slightly pursed, as if she were trying to solve a very complex array node.

After several breaths, she seemed to finally pull herself out of the world of the array, tilted her head slightly, and glanced at the person who had come.

"Oh, it's Xiao Mu."

Her voice was a standard girlish voice, clear and cold, without any emotional fluctuations, like a stagnant pool.

And then nothing more was said.

There were no small talk, no pleasantries, not even the usual pleasantries like "it's been so long!"

Her gaze had already returned to the array diagram, as if the moment she looked up at people was just an insignificant interlude.

Mu Tianmiao stood there somewhat awkwardly. He had dominated the Immortal Shadow Sect for so many years, and he could talk and laugh with any elder he was in front of.

Only with Qin Shuxin did he feel that his social skills had been significantly reduced.

Fortunately, he was used to it. This formation elder had always been like this: straightforward and to the point, without a single wasted word.

"We have a batch of products that need to be imprinted with array formations, and we would like to ask Elder Qin for help."

He stated his purpose directly.

After listening, Qin Shuxin didn't ask what product it was, how many there were, or even nod.

She simply frowned as she finished drawing the last stroke of the array pattern, then put down the inscription brush, stretched out her fair hand, and opened her palm.

"Give it to me~"

Mu Tianmiao quickly took the items out of her storage ring.

Three standard molds, and three corresponding finished product samples.

They were placed together on the table in front of Qin Shuxin, which was piled with array diagrams.

“The positions for the array imprints have already been reserved for these three finished products.”

He pointed to the grooves reserved on the sample and explained them one by one.

"I would like to ask Elder Qin to engrave vibration, extension and retraction, and a combination of vibration and extension, for a total of three functions... In addition, regarding energy consumption, one spirit stone should ideally last for a month, so that independent cultivators will be willing to buy it."

He paused for a moment, then added.

"Also, could you make it into an array seal? That way, when producing the same model again, we can just stamp it with the seal and not bother Elder Qin to carve it himself again."

Qin Shuxin picked up one of the samples, turned it over, and gently rubbed her fingertip on the pre-reserved groove.

Her brows were still furrowed, but there was a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

"The dimensions were fairly accurate."

She put down the sample, pulled a thick booklet from under the table, opened it, and wrote a few words on it with an engraving pen.

Mu Tianmiao stole a glance; the page was densely packed with array formulas and spiritual energy conversions, and he couldn't understand a single word.

After Qin Shuxin finished writing, she closed the booklet, looked up at Mu Tianmiao with her lifeless eyes, and spoke in her usual emotionless girlish voice.

"Take it three times later."

Mu Tianmiao quickly waved his hand: "No, Elder Qin, this matter is a bit urgent, could you expedite it?"

Qin Shuxin frowned again, her empty, lifeless eyes staring at him for several seconds, her tone still a flat, girlish voice.

"But I want to read storybooks."

Mu Tianmiao was stunned.

A storybook?

Is Qin Shuxin reading a storybook?

This array elder, who spends all his time buried in array diagrams and rarely speaks more than three sentences to anyone, actually wants to read a storybook?

This is even more bizarre than Lin Yanluo suddenly growing two meters taller.

"What kind of storybook?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Qin Shuxin pulled a thin booklet from under the table. The cover was pink, and the corners were slightly curled from being turned over.

She handed over the booklet, her tone as calm as if she were reporting the parameters of a formation.

"Tang Ruoyin gave it to me. She said it was pretty and wanted me to take a look."

He had heard of this name before; it was a vulgar erotic novel about a female cultivator from a prestigious sect who gradually extracted male cultivators' essence...

Tang Ruoyin...you're so wicked...do you want to turn this little white flower yellow?

Chapter Eighteen is truly a delicate flower.

Mu Tianmiao took a deep breath, closed the booklet, and tried to make her tone sound natural.

"You'd better not read this book."

"Why?" Qin Shuxin blinked, a very subtle hint of confusion flashing in her empty eyes.

"Did Tang Ruoyin lie to me?"

"I'm not lying to you, it's just that this book isn't quite right for you."

Mu Tianmiao tried to explain tactfully, then immediately changed the subject.

"Okay, I'll find you a new one later, one that's better than this one, okay?"

"The formation is really urgent right now; three days is too long."

Qin Shuxin's brows furrowed again. Her brows always seemed to be furrowed, but this time the furrowing was different from before, carrying a hint of hesitation and reluctance.

However, she still harbored strong feelings for Mu Tianmiao. Mu Tianmiao possessed a remarkable affinity for her... unlike any other person she had ever felt...

She remained silent for several breaths, her gaze lingering on the book for a moment, before finally nodding.

"Okay. Bring me two storybooks next time."

Mu Tianmiao breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if she had just escaped death.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but couldn't resist his curiosity.

"Why does Elder Qin suddenly want to read storybooks?"

Qin Shuxin's brows furrowed even more.

She lowered her head, her white hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, obscuring half her face, and her voice remained the same monotone.

But if you listen carefully, there seems to be a subtle, almost imperceptible hint of distress hidden within.

“I know everyone says I’m not good at communicating. Tang Ruoyin suggested that I read some storybooks and learn how other people chat.”

She pointed to the pink booklet in Mu Tianmiao's hand.

"Then they gave me this book."

I've decided to never let it see the light of day again in my life...

Tang Ruoyin, Tang Ruoyin, showing Qin Shuxin this kind of thing, are you really not afraid of leading our formation elder astray...?

While he was still internally complaining, Qin Shuxin had already picked up the three molds and examined them from all angles.

Her expression remained the same, with her brows furrowed, but her movements were swift; she pressed her fingers into the pre-drilled groove.

He picked up another sample and examined it for a moment in the light from the window.

Then she spread out a blank array diagram, picked up the array-carving pen, and began to write and draw.

Her pen flew across the paper, producing one intricate array of symbols after another.

The distribution of spiritual energy nodes, the direction of array lines, and the energy consumption calculation formulas are all clearly listed line by line.

When she works, she is so focused that it's as if the whole world doesn't exist. Her ten-meter-long white hair hangs down from the back of the chair to the ground and then spreads out in a winding pattern.

Mixed in with the array diagrams scattered all over the ground, he looked like a sculpture made of piled-up white hair.

Mu Tianmiao stood to the side watching, and suddenly realized something.

Qin Shuxin did not show any unusual reaction to the three molds from beginning to end.

Without blushing, without feeling embarrassed, without glancing at her twice, and without deliberately avoiding her.

As she examined the sample of the vibrating model, her fingers lingered on the pre-drilled grooves for vibration patterns.

His expression was as if he were looking at an ordinary, unremarkable piece of spirit stone.

She even gently tapped the curve of the replica with the end of the engraving pen, then expressionlessly marked the curve parameters on the drawing, her movements precise and calm.

An unbelievable guess popped into Mu Tianmiao's mind.

Could it be that she... doesn't know what these things are for?

He observed carefully for a while longer.

Qin Shuxin held the sample up to her eyes, looking at the raised granular texture on the surface.

He frowned slightly, as if pondering the purpose of this thing.

Then, I used an engraving pen to draw an enlarged version of the particle arrangement diagram on the drawing and added annotations next to it.

When she did all this, her eyes only showed confusion when facing technical difficulties, without a trace of shyness or unease.

Mu Tianmiao tentatively spoke.

"Elder Qin, do you know what these things are used for?"

Qin Shuxin didn't even look up.

"The magical artifacts made by Lin Yanluo need to be engraved with vibration arrays and expansion arrays, as you just mentioned."

“No, what I mean is…” Mu Tianmiao carefully considered her words.

Do you know who this magical artifact is for?

Qin Shuxin paused for a moment, then looked up at him with her empty, lifeless eyes. She thought seriously for a moment, then shook her head expressionlessly.

"I don't know, but it's not meant for killing people."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued drawing, her tone as flat as if she were stating an insignificant fact.

"There are no attack array patterns, and the spiritual energy flows inward, so it should be some kind of magical artifact that assists in cultivation."

Mu Tianmiao opened her mouth, then closed it again...

In a sense, it's not wrong to say that it aids in cultivation...

But what he was more curious about at the moment was something else. Qin Shuxin had lived for at least a hundred years and spent all her time buried in books. She had read countless books on formations, but was her knowledge of sex completely blank?