65. Meeting in the Pavilion

Qin Shili was immensely shocked, a living person overturning all her previous conjectures.

Lin Nuo wasn’t dead, he was alive and well!

Impossible, that earth-shattering explosion at the time, within miles, all life was decimated, the vast flourishing jungle was engulfed by a sea of fire in an instant, devoid of any sign of life.

Even she felt it was unlikely to survive that blast, yet, in reality, Lin Nuo did survive.

She didn’t want to believe it, but it was true.

Irrefutable, and powerless to refute.

Now, in her eyes, Lin Nuo’s strength became ever more mysterious, possibly even surpassing her own. Despite being just a low-level cultivator with a weak aura.

“Child, let’s pretend I never said that.”

The Dao Yuan Spirit Cat, dragging its round body, was about to leave.

“Wait, senior!”

Qin Shili stopped the Dao Yuan Spirit Cat, “Senior, the note in ‘One Thousand Years of Solitude,’ was it written by him?”

“I’m not sure, and I don’t inquire.”

Without turning its head, the Spirit Cat stepped out with its fluffy legs and slowly left.

Qin Shili fell into deep thought again.

Indeed, she had been too confident. There are heavens beyond our own, or perhaps Lin Nuo was the heaven she was unaware of.

Senior Dao Yuan’s willingness to approach Lin Nuo naturally stemmed from his extraordinary abilities. She used to think that within the Xuan Yun Sect, only she was qualified to communicate with Senior Dao Yuan. Then Lin Nuo appeared, directly in contact with Senior Dao Yuan.

If ranks were considered, Lin Nuo would be a level above her.

Now it seemed, Lin Nuo and Senior Dao Yuan were like-minded, on equal footing, while she was indeed an ignorant junior, excluded, like an outsider, unable to interject.

She began to feel uneasy, a sense of crisis emerging. An unfathomable master was right beside her, the same junior brother who once pursued her.

Although Senior Dao Yuan didn’t say it, she could guess that the phrase “To know fate is not to submit to it” from the note in ‘One Thousand Years of Solitude’ was his. He could mingle in the black market with ease, effortlessly rescue the princess from there, and even survive an explosion. All these points indicated he was an enigmatic person.

He read her mood from the words she wrote on the note and offered guidance. He dared to buy forbidden items in the black market, yet his ultimate actions were chivalrous. Whether it was the Feng Hai Forest trial or this quest to find the princess, his actions were always righteous.

Qin Shili felt she needed to reassess Lin Nuo. In the Xuan Yun Sect, she wouldn’t care about anyone else, but she couldn’t let go of him.

What book was he reading? Could it be some profound and inscrutable text?

Lin Nuo stood in front of the literature section’s bookshelf, searching for the work he wanted.

This outing had really gone to the dogs for Lin Nuo.

He spent a lot of money on forbidden items, only to encounter the Dark Alliance and the Royal Guards. He had no choice but to pack a small portion of the materials into a bundle and then detonate the storage room to escape. The escape was successful, but he forgot the bundle, losing billions.

Then, flying back on his sword, he ran out of spiritual power midway, not knowing which gold-laden dog village he fell into. He managed to steal a horse to escape, but not long after, he encountered the Zu’an horse hunters, who shot his horse, infuriating him into a brawl with them. Although he left them looking like pigs, his horse was gone. Then, seeing a pig, he snatched one, force-fed it a low-grade berserk pill, and rode it for dozens of miles, only for the pig to foam at the mouth and drop dead.

Then he roasted the pig.

It tasted surprisingly okay.

Later, when some of his spiritual power had recovered, he slowly flew back to Tian Ling Mountain. It was a life full of hardships. He thought to himself, wasn’t he supposed to be the great villain destined to end the world? Where was the justice in all this?

But fortunately, he had brought back the Black Scale Stone. With it, the protagonist Su Kexin’s demise was imminent. When the time came, with a bang, Su Kexin would be sent sky-high, and who could stop Lin, the antagonist?

After returning, I must find some books to reward myself. Life is so tough; I can only rely on spiritual sustenance to carry on.

“I remember the book should be around here, ah, there it is!”

Lin Nuo finally found “The Plum in the Golden Vase” on the literature shelf, and just as he reached out to grab it, he suddenly heard the sound of high heels clicking from behind, even feeling a chill.

The sensitive Lin Nuo instinctively looked back.

To his shock, it was Qin Shili, standing right behind him, her icy gaze fixed on him.

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Startled, Lin Nuo’s hand swiftly turned, and he quickly pulled out another book from the side.

Whatever he pulled out, it was better than being stared at by her while grabbing “The Plum in the Golden Vase”—wouldn’t that be social suicide?

Besides, such artistic books are better enjoyed in bed, not being stared at in the library—how awkward.

Qin Shili’s cool expression flickered for a moment, as if stunned by the scene before her.

Lin Nuo felt strange and turned his head to see what book he had grabbed.

What the heck, “One Hundred Years of Solitude,” an old book.

Well, there were still some parts he hadn’t read before, might as well finish it now.

Lin Nuo, holding “One Hundred Years of Solitude,” found his usual seat and sat down.

At this moment, Qin Shili casually took a book from the shelf and sat opposite him.

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