Chapter 6 Socializing with the Yandere Elder

“…”

Ning Mingmei was not insulted and said leisurely: "I published a Nature sub-journal when I was 20 years old."

System: "You are a virgin."

Ning Mingmei: "Two of my articles have been cited more than 10,000 times."

System: "You are a virgin."

Ning Mingmei: "There's nothing to say to a mediocre system like yours."

Ning Mingmei didn't want to talk to an illiterate system that knew nothing about academics.

Apart from this, furnaces and tripods are despised and looked down upon. Ning Mingmei knew that if he wanted to stay in Qingji Sect, he had to hide his identity carefully.

That’s all the stuff related to the furnace physique. However, I couldn't find any books related to the use of furnaces and tripods to cultivate sword bones. But Ning Mingmei was not in a hurry. The method of furnace and cauldron was profound and extensive, and academic achievement could not be achieved overnight.

Then we will continue our research with the furnace and tripod as the direction. There are so many voluminous classics and so many unexplored topics, there must be a lot of research funds to be ripped off.

Counting from the time when I first met the disciple on Monday, it is now Sunday afternoon. After finishing the research, it’s time to go out for a walk. As we all know, if you want to do well in academics, you can only spend half of your time on academics.

The other half of the time is spent on socializing, building relationships and raising funds. There is only a little time left for fame and fortune and administration. This is the doctoral training that every assistant professor goes through.

Ning Mingmei closed the book, glanced at Rumu, and smoothed his hair in front of the mirror.

He stood up.

In the original novel, Ning Mingmei died after the hero became a spirit, and his corpse was whipped to remove his sword bones. Rounding it off, he still has a few hundred years to devote to academic research. For him, who could only live for a few decades before traveling through time, this was truly a win-win for him.

Ning Mingmei: "This will give me enough time to start a renaissance in the world of immortal cultivation."

System: "What did you say?"

Ning Mingmei: "Say that my Master has done a good job."

System: "...It's hard to say, it seems to be good. But why don't you go meet the male lead."

Two options, one red and one blue, appeared in front of Ning Mingmei again.

Red: Find the male protagonist and destroy his bones.

Blue: Find the male protagonist and adopt him as your adopted son.

Ning Mingmei rolled on the ground again under the electric shock of the system. He climbed up expressionlessly with tears in his eyes: "Let me go see him? Am I the mentor or is he the mentor?"

System: “You…”

You are not a mentor, you are the cold and cold master.

Ning Mingmei: "Besides, I am so cold and aloof, how can I take the initiative to find him?"

Are you speaking human language?

Ning Mingmei: "You are a mature system. A capable system will not just urge its host to work. Reflect on yourself. As a system, have you done your job well? Have you fulfilled your responsibilities?"

System: “I…”

Isn’t it my job to urge you to conquer the hero?

Ning Mingmei's temperament changed and became extremely evil. This strange feeling of oppression prevented the system from saying a word it wanted to say and it could only listen. It heard Ning Mingmei continue to say: "Have you thought of a plan to capture the male protagonist? Have you done the preparations for capturing the male protagonist? Have you completed the data research? Have you followed up on the preparations?"

System: “You…”

"When I ask you what a furnace is, you don't know anything. When I ask you what a sword bone is, you don't know anything. When I ask you who my disciples are, you don't know anything. When I ask you what resources the male protagonist has and what status the male protagonist has, you don't know anything. Just tell me what else you know? Do you have a system?"

System: “Then…”

Then you didn’t really ask me about that last one.

"You should reflect on yourself. You haven't produced anything. If I hadn't taken you in out of pity, you could have emailed other school mentors to see who would take you in as a system. You should be grateful to have found a mentor like me."

System: “OK…”

Something seems wrong.

Wait, isn’t this Master? And why is it you who accepted me? Wasn’t it me who bound you? …

There was nothing right about these sentences, but the system felt very guilty, as if what Ning Mingmei said was true. Ning Mingmei saw that the system was silent, and continued: "I said this is all for your own good, think about it carefully. Think about how you want to cooperate with my work."

System: "...How should we cooperate?"

Lack of vital energy.

"First, develop the attribute value panel for the disciples, develop the attribute value panel for the elders of the sect, and develop the attribute value panel for the major sects in the world of immortal cultivation..."

“￥%@%…￥%…Add mind map plug-ins, academic management system, develop my personal attribute panel, make everything visual, numerical, and timely. Finally, add a personal information panel for the male protagonist, etc.”

The male lead was only mentioned at the end.

Ning Mingmei: "Did you understand everything I said?"

The system was silent for a long time: "It seems to make some sense, especially when it comes to tracking the male protagonist."

Ning Mingmei's glasses flashed a cold light: "Go and develop it when you are ready, and report your progress to me every week. Make a work schedule for yourself and mark each time node yourself."

Ning Mingmei should be the first person among Master Qingleng's time travelers to use the system to work for him.

The system disappeared quietly.

Without a system, Ning Mingmei feels refreshed. He walked out of the cabinet and said goodbye to the elder of the library who was taking a nap. There was a little more respect for him in the other person's eyes.

"Elder Ning has worked really hard, and he is a role model for the Qingji Sect."

I mean this from the bottom of my heart.

Ning Mingmei: "You're welcome. I'll bother you more in the future."

He rode his flying sword back to Piaomiao Peak. The bodies of immortal cultivators are in good condition. They can study for six and a half days straight without any problems. The library is on the east side, and Fang Wuyu's Baiyun Peak is also on the east side. Ning Mingmei just hung around him before going home.

Ning Mingmei: "She is a very talented person, indeed extraordinary."

He is worthy of being the master of the Zhenghuang Banner royal family.

The disciples of Baiyun Peak gathered in the square to listen to the lecture. It was probably because the disciples of Yanyun Tower were coming, and they needed to show the spirit of Qingji Sect, the world's number one immortal sect, in front of Yanyun Tower, the world's number one immortal sect. These people will arrive around 3 p.m. tomorrow, and a banquet will be held in their honor in the evening.

After the group meeting, I can go over to meet him.

I sensed a divine consciousness emerging from Baiyun Peak. Ning Mingmei nodded to the divine consciousness, indicating that he would not disturb it anymore, and left.

"Master?"

The first disciple of Baiyun Peak asked.

"Nothing." Fang Wu Yu said.

He still frowned in thought. After a while, he asked his first disciple, "I heard that the elders of Piao Miao Peak have been in the library these days?"

He had never gotten along with Ning Mingmei, and would not even call out when he held the sword.

"Yes." said the first disciple.

"Check what he has watched." Fang Wu Yu took a sip of tea and said.

He never looked down upon or trusted Ning Mingmei. The Changle Sect has close ties with the Hehuan Sect in the demon world. People coming from Changle Gate are not trustworthy.

Besides, Ning Mingmei is still a cauldron.

But the current Ning Mingmei, ever since he suddenly came out of confinement and cut his hair, has made him feel a little... Could it be because of that incident?

The incident that caused Ning Mingmei to suddenly go into seclusion to practice.

Fang Wuyu's heart was pounding. His expression became increasingly gloomy and solemn.

"Yes." The first disciple obeyed.

…

Ning Mingmei bypassed Tiantai Peak where the headmaster was.

Flying north, the place with the lowest temperature is Piaomiao Peak. As soon as Ning Mingmei drew his sword, he heard the inner sect disciple guarding Piaomiao Peak report: "Elder, Elder Xi is here. He is waiting in the back hall of Caixue Palace."

Western Elder Yin Xisheng.

What is he doing here?

Ning Mingmei called out the disappeared system. The system said: "His personal panel has not been prepared yet."

The system's sound is a bit weak, and I guess it took a lot of effort to program it.

Ning Mingmei: "Then use your mouth to speak. Don't just focus on doing private work for me. You should also do your job as a system well."

System: ...Why does it feel so evil?

Yin Xisheng, along with Fang Wuyu and Sect Leader Qi, was one of the five original disciples of the former Sect Leader Wuwei Zhenren, and is now one of the five permanent elders of the Qingji Sect.

He also seems to have the best relationship with Ning Mingmei among the five.

The monks of Qingji Sect are divided into two schools: sword cultivation and magic cultivation. Among the five permanent elders, the other four are sword practitioners, and only Yin Xisheng is a law practitioner. From this we can see that sword cultivation is the mainstream of Qingji Sect.

There is always a difference between mainstream and non-mainstream. Fortunately, Yin Xisheng's identity, family background, and cultivation are all mainstream.

Yin Xisheng's mother is a famous beauty in the world of immortal cultivation, and his father is the head of one of the most famous immortal cultivation families. He had outstanding appearance and talent, and was noticed by Qingji Sect when he was young.

Ning Mingmei: "I understand, Director. This Qingji Sect is a great combination of Chinese and Western cultures. In addition to independent enrollment, there are also Ivy League families."

It's the kind of family where everyone from grandmother to grandson attends the same Ivy League school and the family donates millions of dollars to the school every year.

System: "It's a pity that Yin Xisheng's mother was attacked by the Demon Sect when she was pregnant with him. He has been weak and sickly since he was young. He can't even be a sword cultivator, so he can only be a magic cultivator. Otherwise..."

He should be a top candidate competing with Qi Miancheng for the next leader.

However, Yin Xisheng, this medicine jar, has practiced the Dharma very well, and his temperament is recognized by everyone as being gentle and calm, and his reputation of not competing with the world is well-known in the sect. Among the five original disciples of Wuwei Zhenren, he was the only one who treated Ning Mingmei the best.

System: "But I don't know what he is doing here."

Ning Mingmei: "It doesn't matter. He has a background, is an academic giant, and is the only academic leader in the field of law. As long as we can reach a cooperation agreement, he can come to me for anything."

The system probed: "You are not worried about him..."

Have other intentions towards you...in love?

Ning Mingmei: "Are you worried that he will quit Qingji Sect?"

That's called rebellion.

Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "It doesn't matter if he changes jobs. Just do your academic work. I'm just worried that his health is too poor and he will die before he can sort out the academic system of Fa Xiu for me... And after he changes jobs, I can naturally rush to publish his academic ideas, hehe... The entire Qingji Sect will stand behind me."

There is a distinction between good and evil in the fairy world. How can publishing the enemy's ideas before others be considered academic misconduct?

Although the system didn't understand, it shuddered: "How come you are so skilled?"

A cold light flashed across Ning Mingmei's glasses. He said calmly, "I studied for a doctorate for seven years."

…Forget it, just don’t say anything to its host.

The disciple on duty lifted the door curtain to let Ning Mingmei in. There was a heater lit inside, and the entire poor and simple back hall of the Caixue Palace was filled with a warm and fragrant aroma. Ning Mingmei took a look at the heater and saw that it was inlaid with gold and jade, and was very valuable.

At first glance, it seems very low-key, which is in line with his aesthetic.

Yin Xisheng was sitting at the small table. Seeing him looking at the heater, he misunderstood and smiled at him, "I'm not in good health and can't stand the cold, so I brought the heater here. Do you mind, Junior Brother?"

Ning Mingmei: "I don't mind. It's a little quiet here. If you want to come here often, it will be troublesome to move here and there. Why not leave the heater here?"

It looks quite expensive, so I can save some money on buying furniture.

Yin Xisheng was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ning Mingmei to be so considerate and even told him to "come often"...

He was also taught to leave his things in his private residence.

After a while, the sickly beauty smiled and said softly, "Thank you, Junior Brother. OK."

Ning Mingmei was more caring than he thought. He ordered his disciples to make tea for Yin Xisheng, and when he sat down, he frowned slightly and said, "I have been practicing in seclusion in the snow cave for many years, and I am used to sleeping on ice. I am not familiar with the furnishings in the Snow Cutting Hall... Senior brother is weak, but he is sitting on this chair."

Is it hard? Is it small?

A little more of these words would turn into enthusiasm, a little less would turn into self-abasement of poverty. Ning Mingmei's words were just right, like the ignorance and coldness of a mountain immortal who was unaware of worldly affairs.

Yin Xisheng smiled and said nothing: "It's okay. You are not familiar with common things, and I came in a hurry. Next time..."

Seeing Ning Mingmei looking at him. Yin Xisheng wondered how Ning Mingmei, who was so ignorant of worldly affairs, would find someone to buy furnishings for the palace.

Naturally, I don't know how to deal with human relationships.

Next time, bring him a chair and a cushion. Reciprocity means that courtesy should be reciprocated many times.

Come to him many times again.

He lowered his eyes and coughed twice, his eyelashes covering the darkness in his eyes. Ning Mingmei had already asked his disciples to serve tea to the two of them, and he took a cup and drank it himself.

Yin Xisheng also drank tea. But as soon as he drank the tea, he started coughing.

This time it was a real cough.

...How can there be tea in this world that tastes astringent but also slightly spicy?

"Brother, are you not used to this tea?" Ning Mingmei said, "This tea is a specialty of Piaomiao Peak. Drinking it while practicing can help you calm your mind."

Yin Xisheng coughed for a while, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face. He smiled and said, "The Yin family sent some good tea to Yuting Peak a few days ago. Next time, I will bring some for you to try."

Now we have tea to entertain guests.

Where in the world can you find such a cold and aloof skinning master?

The system is going to shock Ning Mingmei again. Ning Mingmei dismissed it with three sentences: "If you don't use other people's money to decorate, do you want to use the wages paid to the disciples to decorate?"

System: "Isn't the money used to pay the disciples also your own savings?"

Ning Mingmei: "As the saying goes, respect the clothes first and then the people. Caixue Palace is so poor, who would come to discuss academic cooperation with you? Without a five-story laboratory building and a building complex with hundreds of millions of dollars invested in decoration, people would not think you have scientific research capabilities."

System: "That money is not invested in scientific research. And aren't those who do scientific research human beings? It's not money invested in Master. How can a few incense burners and a few pounds of tea reflect scientific research strength? And why do you know this kind of thing?"

Ning Mingmei: "Haha, I studied for a doctorate for seven years."

The system felt like it was being glanced at again. It seemed like Ning Mingmei was making fun of it again.

The two of them first chatted in the back hall. According to the system, Yin Xisheng was too lenient towards Ning Mingmei in the past, but not close enough, let alone such a long talk. Ning Mingmei is very relaxed.

When this person mentioned Ning Mingmei's new hairstyle and new glasses, Ning Mingmei also used the "tongda" statement to fool him.

Sect Leader Qi approved, the four elders approved, which means everyone approved. As long as the highest authority does not object to a phenomenon, no one will object to it.

Besides, why should he explain to his disciples why he cut his hair?

After talking about the costumes, Yin Xisheng finally brought the topic to Sect Leader Qi intentionally or unintentionally: "Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time... This time you suddenly go to see Senior Brother Qi, it's really shocking."

The system that had been pretending to be dead was like having its radar touched: "Be careful, Yin Xisheng looked at you with a dark look just now."

Ning Mingmei: "Dark, I thought he was going to take my land."

System: "Is there nothing more important than the earth in your heart?"

"After coming out of seclusion, my state of mind has changed a lot." Ning Mingmei said with his eyes downcast, "The snow cave alone is not enough for me to practice. Looking around in the snow cave, I can only see myself on the ice. I once suddenly realized a sentence. A cultivator should see himself, the world, and all living beings. The snow cave is too small for me to practice now."

So I asked for a lot of land and will meet the candidates later.

This was said by a great man named Wong Kar-wai.

“What a great experience to see yourself, the world, and all living beings.” Yin Xisheng pondered over these words, breathing slightly, an unhealthy blush tinging his usually pale face.

The descendants of a beauty will also be beauties, no matter how sick they are, they will still be beauties. In terms of appearance, Yin Xisheng is actually not as good as Ning Mingmei, but his sickly look makes him look particularly special. After a long while, he panted and smiled: "Good. After ten years of absence, Junior Brother has made great progress again."

Ning Mingmei said to the system: "How come it's been ten years since we last met?"

The system said: "You have been in seclusion for ten years before you went out to gather disciples this time."

Ning Mingmei said, "So my group of disciples have been on vacation for ten years. Thinking this way, I won't feel guilty about the group meeting tomorrow."

So have you ever had it.

"It's just that ten years ago, after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Junior Brother suddenly went into seclusion, but I didn't know the inside story." Yin Xisheng still smiled, "I don't know what happened that night..."

He leaned his face on his hands, raised himself up, and leaned towards Ning Mingmei. Ning Mingmei blinked.

"Why did you suddenly go into seclusion for ten years without any warning or leaving any message? What happened to you and you didn't even tell me." His voice was still gentle, but his eyes were dark.

If you want to go into seclusion, you can do so without notifying anyone.

I left the customs when I wanted to, but after leaving, I went to find...

Qi Mian Cheng.

The system said to Ning Mingmei: "I forgot to tell you. That Mid-Autumn Festival was the day when you first learned about your life experience and the purpose of being brought back by Wuwei Zhenren."

Ning Mingmei: "Does Qi Miancheng know that I know?"