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"Coldly," Qi Xiaomian said, "if you see it as insignificant, then there's no need to say more."
Look at that, the demons have such a foul temper. He is still just a Half-Demon now; if he were to lose control one day, like that Cursed Dragon, his temper would only worsen. If he were to go out of control again...
Tsk tsk, my dear girl, what will you do then?
Sang Qingxiao replied with a smile, "Then before he makes a move, I’ll just kill him. If I can't win, Misha will definitely help me."
Elder Tong's expression froze for a moment. "Can that Qilin really follow you around all the time?"
He can't ascend; his closest person has gone missing. So he willingly stays with me. I have food and drink for him, a place to stay, and friends to keep him company. What's wrong with that?
He is a Qilin! Elder Tong's cane struck the ground heavily, and his tone grew serious. "He is the only Qilin in the world!"
Huh?
Sang Qingxiao seemed to take a while to process this. With Elder Tong caring for him so much, could it be that he has plans for his future?
Elder Tong's face stiffened slightly as he mumbled, "We'll talk about it later."
Indeed, there’s something fishy going on.
Elder Tong's good temper towards them must be because of Misha.
The three of them now rounded the front of the house. Hidden behind it was a cave built into the mountain. Before them stood an ordinary door with a simple lock. Upon opening it, they found no grand treasure room as expected.
What lay before their eyes was merely a small library—barely even that—just one story high, with tightly packed bookshelves filled with books.
"You can take a look at these," Elder Tong said.
How generous!
Sang Qingxiao didn’t hold back and picked one up nearby. Upon opening it, she found it was handwritten. She immediately grabbed another one; it was also handwritten. The handwriting wasn't particularly beautiful but was quite neat.
Looking at the content, it seemed to be a memoir. The protagonist at the beginning was just a poor boy, which reminded Sang Qingxiao of her previous life’s cultivation novels. Now it felt like those novels had stepped into reality, and Elder Tong was precisely the protagonist of those stories.
Unfortunately, reality differs from fiction; in novels, the protagonist often reaches the pinnacle of success. Yet Elder Tong's fate was to be trapped for a thousand years, ultimately facing loneliness and resentment at life's end.
Found it!
She had been slow in her search; she was halfway through the first volume of the memoir when Elder Tong dusted off the book and handed it to Sang Qingxiao. "You should read this one first; it's the simplest."
Sang Qingxiao didn't rush to open it but instead surveyed her surroundings. "Elder Tong, I initially thought you had dug this cave with great effort to hide some extraordinary treasure."
In the past, there were indeed some treasures; items from the celestial realm contained cultivation power. To extend my Lifespan, I had no choice but to destroy them all.
If I had met you earlier, I might have been able to give you a small token.
This cave doesn’t hold any mysteries. It’s simply a place for storing books; in fact, it’s not even really storage, I just want to keep them for a little longer.
The cave maintains a constant temperature throughout the seasons and is dry inside. I’ve also planted some insect-repelling flowers outside, so the books won’t be eaten by bugs. Even if I die and the protective spell over the cave fades with me, these books can still endure for a long time.
Sang Qingxiao handed over the book they had just looked at. The protagonist of this book is you, isn’t it?
Just a casual note, it hardly counts as a book.
Sang Qingxiao nodded in agreement, saying it was beautifully written.
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