Before long—
Qin Feng and Murong Jing arrived at the eighth floor of the Library Pavilion.
Unlike the floors below, the moment they entered, a terrifying aura locked onto them. It was as if they had encountered a ferocious tiger in the wild, ready to pounce and knock them down at any moment.
"Wah..."
Murong Jing couldn't help shivering and instinctively tightened her grip on Qin Feng's hand.
At the entrance to the eighth floor sat a white-haired old man with his eyes closed. There was not the slightest fluctuation of aura around him; he looked like an ordinary old man on the verge of death.
But no one dared treat him as an ordinary old man, because that terrifying aura was coming from him.
"Don't be afraid!"
A warm smile played at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth as he patted Murong Jing's little hand to reassure her.
"Mm!"
Murong Jing obediently nodded her little head, and a sense of security immediately filled her heart.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for seducing the Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son's First Love Junior Sister. You have received 200,000 Villain Points!"
"Another 200,000!"
Qin Feng reluctantly withdrew his hand, then cupped his fists and bowed without either fawning or arrogance. "This junior is Qin Feng, disciple of the Fourth Elder of our Immortal Alliance. Greetings, Senior!"
"You're the one ranked first on the Weapon Cultivation Talent Ranking!?"
The old man opened his cloudy eyes at the words and began inspecting Qin Feng curiously. Then he slowly said, "Your current status is an elder's direct disciple. You should be going to the sixth floor of the Library Pavilion. The eighth floor isn't a place you should be visiting yet."
"This junior knows, but I have this..."
Unhurriedly, Qin Feng took out his token.
"An Elder's Token?