CH 97.1

Lin Xinghe stayed in place, waiting for Xie Wuan’s next instructions.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wuan bowed his head slightly. His lowered eyebrows looked rather indifferent. In the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, they all felt that Xie Wuan said this just to be polite, and now it seemed that he did not want to go to the library.

However, only Lin Xinghe knew that his inner conflict was very rich.

She turned her head, looked to the other side, and made a contemplative appearance, so that Xie Wuan could maintain his aloof and abstinent expression in front of the audience.

In the livestream chat—

【Ah, the two of them look so embarrassed…】

【Lin Xinghe was flirting with Xie Wuan before and doesn’t know what to say now? 】

【Boss Xie is really cold…】

【To tell the truth, Lin Xinghe is really good-looking. Although she seems petite and sweet, she is not dependent on other people and also has the aura of a boss. It is quite suitable for her to to stand with Xie Wuan. 】

In actuality-

Lin Xinghe’s heart: Xie Wuan wants to start a rich inner conflict. Let’s wait for him.

Xie Wuan’s heart: There are two ways to enter the library: one is to break in by force; the other is to kill all the people in charge of the underworld and go in style. Lin Xinghe wants to explore the plot of this world well. The first is impossible. I cannot avoid the use of force, and my force involves killing, which will inevitably affect the plot. The first is impossible, and the second is even more impossible.

Xie Wuan continued, “This esteemed one will never sneak in somewhere.”

After a second.

Xie Wuan said, “Well, let’s make an exception for Lin Xinghe. Her sad look just now doesn’t look like her, so let’s make her happy. It’s faster to sneak in and won’t waste my illustrious self’s cultivation.”

Xie Wuan convinced himself in his heart and said to Lin Xinghe, “Let’s go.”

Lin Xinghe, “Okay.”

In the chat-

【Ah, so awkward 】

【Ah, so indifferent. 】

Xie Wuan patrolled the underworld, and his immortal aura made many public officials in the underworld think the same thing as Heibai Wuchang. They assumed he was a high official of Jiuzhongtian who came down on urgent business.

Xie Wuan took a look around and found the location of Emperor Fengdu’s library.

Lin Xinghe asked, “How do we get in? There aren’t any underworld soldiers guarding the door, so a barrier was probably set up.”

Xie Wuan said, “It’s just a mere barrier.”

Xie Wuan’s figure flashed and disappeared, leaving Lin Xinghe alone.

In less than a few seconds, Xie Wuan came back and said, “Let’s go.”

After a pause, he said indifferently, “Forcibly breaking the barrier will make Emperor Fengdu suspicious, but by my own self, this illustrious one can pass through the barrier without drawing attention.”

Lin Xinghe asked, “Does that mean I can’t get in?”

Xie Wuan said, “It’s not that you can’t, it just requires skin contact.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xinghe extended her hand generously.

“…Hold hands?”

Xie Wuan’s heart: … She really wants to be the cultivation partner of this seat.

Lin Xinghe: …

Lin Xinghe silently retracted her hand.

Xie Wuan’s heart: … This esteemed one didn’t take her hand immediately, is she sad again? Also, in front of the livestream with so many viewers, a girl would inevitably feel embarrassed…

Lin Xinghe’s heart: No, I’m not, I don’t, I…

However, before her inner turmoil was over, Lin Xinghe smelled a refreshing fragrance. Xie Wuan grabbed hands. In front of her was his unwrinkled white robes, and his fingers were long and warm, not soft at all, with a masculine rigidity.

Lin Xinghe lost her mind for a moment.

But soon, the distraction was over. Xie Wuan let go of her hand, and the two successfully entered the library of Emperor Fengdu. Although the library of Emperor Fengdu was not as big as that of the mermaid lord, there were quite a few books in it, and it was densely packed.

Lin Xinghe picked out a random book, finding that the words on it were legible to her.

She picked up a few more books at random and discovered that there were still some characters she didn’t know and weren’t part of any language she recognized. But she felt like she had seen them before.

She couldn’t remember.

Lin Xinghe simply didn’t want to take the time to sift through them and threw the books into her portable space.

She started to use her old method again, borrowing the automatic identification function of the storage ring that Jiuge gave her. She spent more than ten minutes tossing these books in and identifying them. It didn’t take long for her to find the book she wanted.

She opened it and saw that it really recorded something related to the piece of land in Fujin Garden.

A poignant story was recorded.

Hundreds of years ago, Fujin Garden was not Fujin Garden but instead the domain of the ghost king Murong Tian. Murong Tian had boundless magic power, and he cultivated into a ghost king. Such a powerful ghost king later met a gentle mortal woman named Nangong Kui and started a vigorous love affair with her. However, because people and ghosts had different paths, the concept of this world was that different races could not love and stay with each other. To love each other is to disregard the rules of heaven. In the end, Murong Tian and Nangong Kui died tragically.