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Jing Zhui and his disciples came out of the door, went around to the back of the house and climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
There are bookshelves on three sides that are as high as the ceiling, and they are piled with books. The immortal cultivation sects usually just give out information on a jade slip, but the Chaofu Sect insists on giving out physical books, saying that it is convenient for disciples to take notes and read back and forth.
The disciple who manages the books stands under the bookshelf and looks up. As long as he silently recites the formula and calls out the title of the book, the corresponding book will fly down.
Jing Zhui watched coldly and heard the disciples reading out the titles of books like ordering dishes, from the beginning "One Thousand Social Talks", "The Art of Observing Words and Expressions", "Experiences in Upward Socializing", to the end "The Great Performance of Yin and Yang Double Happiness", "The Complete Collection of Fire Avoidance Diagrams from Past Dynasties", "The Advanced Method of Charming Men"... None of them were serious cultivation secrets.
Three people distributed three tall stacks of books.
Jing Zhui took out a storage bag and swept the books into the bag as if he was cleaning up garbage on the desktop.
Jing Zhui had a cold temperament, and the male disciple who brought him here was a little afraid of him. Before Jing Zhui packed all the books into bags, he mustered up his courage, quickly snatched a few required textbooks, and whispered to him in a mosquito-like voice about the importance of these books.
"Junior Brother Jing, joining the Chaofu Sect is not a one-time thing. The sect will hold regular assessments, both talent and martial arts."
"These books contain the key points that the sect focuses on in its assessment. The key points will be selected for recitation."
The Chao Zhui Sect is full of shrewd people. The male disciples below have already observed that Jing Zhui's group is a large family of three, and there must be daily competition for favor between the two husbands. So he specifically hits Jing Zhui's pain points and chooses words that Jing Zhui can listen to to market the textbook.
The male disciple patted the brick-thick thread-bound book series of "Succubus Male Cultivator".
"We male cultivators should focus on reading this set of books."
"In this era of fierce competition, it's imperative to improve a man's charm! No matter how unpopular you are with the opposite sex, no matter how disliked your wife is at home, no matter how often you've been at a disadvantage in the love field compared to other male cultivators..."
"As long as you read more books," the male disciple announced in a rhythmic voice, "you can change your fate!"
Jing Zhui was immediately moved by the marketing, "Can I please the master's wife?"
The male disciple's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself, I didn't expect that the relationship between you three was so complicated.
It’s so exciting to compete with the master for the mistress!
The male disciple stubbornly maintained his expression and replied, "Isn't Master's wife also a woman? The wisdom of the predecessors will help you find the answer you seek."
He looked Jing Zhui up and down, his curious heart unable to stop.
"But you're good-looking, and you have an age advantage over your master, so how could you be disliked by your master's wife?"
Jing Zhui glanced at the male disciple with admiration and said, "I don't know."
The male disciple was knowledgeable and enthusiastically helped Jing Zhui analyze the situation. "If you can't find the cause externally, then there might be something wrong internally."
He put his fist to his lips and coughed, winking at Jing Zhui, "Are you, ahem, not so good in other aspects?"
Jing Zhui was displeased: "This demon...how could I have any shortcomings?"
His fighting power is the strongest in the world.
Seeing Jing Zhui's big reaction, the male disciple thought that Jing Zhui was angry and embarrassed because he had exposed his embarrassment as a man.
He quickly said, "There are thousands of problematic men in the world. Junior Brother, you must not hide your problems and avoid seeking medical treatment. The most important thing for you right now is to put aside your unnecessary pride and face your own shortcomings. Only then can you effectively win back your master's wife."
Jing Zhui was silent for a moment, "What do you have in mind?"
The male disciple chuckled, his face serious, and solemnly handed the illustrated version of "The Great Performance of Yin and Yang Double Happiness" to Jing Zhui.
"In books, there are thousands of ways."
While no one was looking at them, the male disciple took out a small painted pottery figure from his sleeve. It looked like an extraordinarily handsome man with a pair of cat ears on his head, wearing colorful clothes with golden bells on the hem.
He took the opportunity to sell it: "Want to buy the statue of Daijun? The deity in charge of marriage can bless you and improve your romantic luck. I got 1,000 spirit stones from the temple, and I won't charge you 998 or 888. I'll only charge you 168 spirit stones."
Jing Zhui: "Buy."
Ye Xiaoman finished the registration downstairs and waited and waited, but Jing Zhui did not come downstairs. Later, when Jing Zhui went upstairs to get the textbooks, everyone came down, but Jing Zhui was still nowhere to be seen. She didn't know what had held him back.
"I'll go up and look for Jing Zhui."
Ye Xiaoman asked Zhu Chuideng to wait downstairs and went upstairs holding up her skirt.
The stairs faced the entrance to the Sutra Library. Jing Zhui was sitting on a bench in the corridor of the Sutra Library, with his legs spread out, holding a book and reading it intently.
Ye Xiaoman felt it was a bit strange. In her impression, the demons didn't like to read books except for the secret books of cultivation. The book with a pink cover in Jing Zhui's hand didn't look like a secret book of cultivation, but more like some indecent reading material.
But seeing Jing Zhui's expressionless face and the solemn nod from time to time, it seemed that he agreed with some of the secret methods in the book, and it looked like a very serious book.
Jing Zhui heard her familiar footsteps and raised his eyes from the page of the book to fix on her.
Ye Xiaoman felt uneasy when he looked at her.
She stood by the stairs. "What are you reading?"
The corridor was bustling with people, so she couldn't see the title on the spine. Jing Zhui closed the book and put it into the storage space on his sleeve. "Hmm."
Seeing that he had a straightforward attitude but did not answer the question directly, Ye Xiaoman inexplicably became suspicious.
He stood up and walked to Ye Xiaoman. Ye Xiaoman was about to go downstairs when she suddenly felt a shadow covering her, accompanied by warmth. Then the tip of her ear felt hot and slightly painful, as if it had been run over by the tip of teeth.
Ye Xiaoman shuddered.
She immediately jumped aside and looked at Jing Zhui in disbelief.
I just happened to see Jing Zhui's bright red tongue retract from the corner of his mouth.
Jing Zhui's expression remained unchanged as he slowly straightened up.
He was a man who was brave enough to practice. When he encountered difficulties in cultivation, he never hesitated but directly started to verify. He was not sure whether the knowledge points mentioned in the book were reliable, so he picked one at random and used Ye Xiaoman as an experiment.
He was very satisfied with her slightly blushing expression. The book was trustworthy and he could let his imagination run wild from now on.
Jing Zhui's selfishness doesn't care about the lives of others. He does whatever he wants. He is happy himself, but leaves shock to others.
Ye Xiaoman looked at Jing Zhui in confusion: "What are you doing all of a sudden?"
It was so annoying. She suddenly acted like a brothel in broad daylight, making her think that Sikong Qing had sneaked in.
Jing Zhui said nothing, a satisfied smile on his face - after coming in to complete the mission for the Evil Sect, he played the role of an ordinary demon and took off his mask.
He walked down the stairs proudly past Ye Xiaoman.
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