Before Nie Yanchen came looking for her, Tu Nian had spent the entire afternoon in the library, searching for the origins of the black-clad men who had attempted to disrupt the apprenticeship ceremony. She finally found the only creatures that matched Du Juan's description that day: powerful, wild, and possessing tawny eyes. They were wolves, dogs, and jackals.
Tu Nian initially thought that those men in black might be transformed monsters attracted by her bloodline, but she quickly rejected this idea.
It's true that spirits can transform into human form through cultivation, but their rank must be at least level six, and the strength of a level six spirit is comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. There were about ten people causing trouble at the Jixue apprenticeship ceremony that day. If they were truly spirits in human form, Xu Ziqiao and a few outer disciples wouldn't be able to resist them.
As for sects, in Bi Hai's records of the various existing sects in the world of immortal cultivation, there are indeed small sects that specialize in body training, but there is no record of their skills turning the eyes yellow, and obviously they do not fit the characteristics of those men in black.
Sadly, what Tu Nian found in the blue sea was no different from the clues she had previously found in the snow. She staggered out of the library, sighing helplessly.
As expected, not everyone can be Sherlock Holmes. Some things have to be done professionally. It seems that I can only get the answer to the origin of those men in black from Xie Chi.
I just have to wait, but I don’t know how long I have to wait...
Nie Yanchen was waiting at the door. When he saw her come out, he crossed his arms and said in a sour tone, "Why? You seem quite emotional after reading so much. You don't even want to go back to the Lianzong?"
Tu Nian was feeling depressed and was taken aback by his sarcastic words. Thinking he had misheard, he asked, "Did Brother Fang tell you that I was staying?"
"Brother Fang. You're so affectionate with me after only a few meetings. I think I should call you Senior Brother next time I come."
Nie Yanchen's tone became more and more sour, and he sounded so stingy that even the disciples guarding the library wanted to laugh.
Tu Nian understood now. It turned out that the old man thought that he was so attracted by Bi Hai's library that he didn't want to leave, and was jealous of Xue Shiqian.
As expected, Nie Yanchen changed the subject after finishing his previous sentence. It seemed like he was looking for trouble, but in fact, he was secretly pointing a finger at her. "If you want to read, aren't there enough books in our sect for you to read? Do you have to spend two days at his Bihaimen?"
Tu Nian laughed, "What is this? I'll explain this to you somewhere else, okay?"
As she spoke, she walked forward and pulled her stupid master to a place with fewer people, but the master was so jealous that he refused to go.
"I don't care, you have to come back with me today."
Isn’t this the typical example of a resentful woman in the deep palace?
However, looking at him like this, Tu Nian suddenly thought of something and said, "Master, our sect and Bi Hai both have a thousand-year history. Why do they have such a rich collection of books and even have a dedicated library, while ours can only be piled up randomly and used as pads under the table?"
Nie Yanchen, who had been snarling a moment before, immediately adopted a serious expression upon hearing this. "Nonsense! Our Jixue collection of secret books and manuals is the accumulated wisdom of our ancestors. How could we possibly use them as pads under our desks?"
Tu Nian looked at him expressionlessly, "I saw you put the 'History of Yuqing Sect' at the foot of the main tower table with my own eyes."
“Yeah.”
Nie Yanchen straightened his back awkwardly, pretending to stretch as he looked around, muttering, "Don't dare to talk nonsense, don't dare to talk nonsense."
"Stop pretending."
Finally, taking advantage of his embarrassment, Tu Nian pulled him into a corner, frowned, and whispered, "I've never asked, how does our collection of books in the snow compare to the blue sea?"
Nie Yanchen said without hesitation: "Naturally it's better."
Tu Nian looked at him seriously and said, "Tell the truth."
Nie Yanchen was anxious and slapped his thigh. "This is the truth! Our Jixue Sect was established more than three hundred years earlier than Bihai, and we have the blessing of our ancestors. Whether in terms of strength or foundation, we are much stronger than them. If it weren't for those days..."
After a pause, realizing he had nearly said the wrong thing, Nie Yanchen pursed his lips and said, "Anyway, remember, our Jixue's collection of books is no worse than Bihai's."
"Are there any banned books in our sect?"
After asking, but fearing he might misunderstand, Tu Nian explained, "I'm talking about historical facts, such as the secrets of the world of immortal cultivation, and the rise and fall of some old sects."
Nie Yanchen pondered for a moment and said, "There aren't any banned books. But there are some that were only accessible to the previous sect masters, and they are also banned books for you. What do you want them for?"
"It was those men in black who disrupted the apprenticeship ceremony that day."
Tu Nian pursed his lips and said, "I suspect they are coming for me, and I want to investigate their origins. Therefore, I would like to ask Master to lend me those books."
"At you..."
Nie Yanchen's expression changed. "Is it because of your background?"
Tu Nian shook his head, "I don't know."
"If it's really about your background," Nie Yanchen said solemnly, "then the identities of these people must be ascertained as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, Tu Nian remained silent and looked at him.
After a brief silence, Nie Yanchen suddenly realized something and asked, "Is this the reason you came to the library?"
Tu Nian applauded him with satisfaction, "Thank God, you finally understood."
"Then that's easy to deal with," Nie Yanchen said with a wave of his hand. "I will take you back to the sect right now and ask your three senior brothers to help you thoroughly investigate this matter."
Tu Nian said firmly, "Not today. What I mean is that Master, please help me find the books in the next two days, and I can read them when I return to the sect."
"Why?"
Seeing that Nie Yanchen's fragile heart was about to break on the spot, Tu Nian hurriedly comforted him, "I still have a business to do..."
Half showing his cards and half showing weakness, Tu Nian finally coaxed Nie Yanchen away and successfully won himself the privilege of staying in Bi Hai for two more days.
Despite the snow, Tu Nian didn't miss out on Bi Hai's firsthand information. For two days, she spent almost every moment in the library, reading one official history after another, and she was convinced that Bi Hai's ordinary books didn't contain the answers she sought. It was all in vain.
Fortunately, her business is going well.
On the morning of the third day, the male cultivator who had said he wanted to buy the Golden Crow Reverse Feather appeared outside the Ivory Tower as promised. Strangely, however, the cultivator didn't look well, appearing to be injured.
"Two hundred thousand, not a cent less."
As the male cultivator spoke, he handed the cloth bag in his hand to Tu Nian.
After Tu Nian finished counting, he handed over the fiery red and gold reverse feather. When he was about to turn around and leave, the male cultivator suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards.
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