Jiang Ding landed somewhat dejectedly in front of the library and walked toward its depths.
"Senior Jiang Ding!"
"He looks so small, just like in the books..."
People around him murmured among themselves. Some mortals spoke in hushed voices, while cultivators used Spiritual Sense Transmission. Their words brimmed with excitement, as though they were seeing someone from the news for the first time.
Since the college entrance examination of the year 11127, after an interval of more than a hundred, nearly two hundred years, he had once again entered the public eye and become known to a new generation of citizens.
"Careful!"
"This old senior might be some kind of pervert. Those characters from TV dramas and movies... the Child Elder... they all say..."
"Shh..."
Among them, one voice was rather unpleasant to hear.
Jiang Ding looked up and saw a little girl in her thirties gossiping.
He wanted to retort, but merely curled his lips and walked past her, looking serene and unruffled.
Inside, however, he was roaring loudly,
desperately wishing he could lean close to her ear and shout.
What do you mean, old senior? Can't you talk properly?!
I'm only sixteen!
Look around—whose age isn't far greater than mine? Zhang Junsheng, True Lord Sea-Stabilizer, Myriad Machine Heavenly Monarch... whose spare change of age isn't already far beyond me?
I'm still very young, all right?!
Forget it. I'm a magnanimous man; I can't be bothered to argue with you... forget it, forget it...
He took a deep breath, then another, then yet another.
Jiang Ding's expression remained normal as he quickened his pace toward the depths of the library.
"Senior Jiang, this problem..."
"Senior Jiang, when condensing spiritual power for Core Formation, how should one overcome this hurdle..."
At the same time, some people's eyes lit up. They