After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

"You guys keep watching, and take notes on the segments of this gala."

After giving a brief explanation, Lin Heng got up and left the private room.

"Young Master Lin."

Yun Yue then withdrew her somewhat surprised gaze and nodded slightly to Lin Heng.

"Does she know her mother?"

Lin Heng glanced at the already closed door.

Clearly, he had noticed Yun Yue's gaze just now.

"Um."

Yun Yue nodded and said with emotion, "I've been friends with Jingyu's mother for many years. Seeing her now... is like seeing an old friend. The two of them, mother and daughter, truly look exactly alike."

"Do you know where her mother is now?"

Lin Heng asked Yun Yue curiously.

After all, if we can find Song Jingyu's mother, many of the doubts related to the Five Source Immortal Venerable can be easily resolved.

After all, according to Yun Yue and Yun Qinghe, only the leaders of ancient sects are qualified to have contact with the Five Source Immortal Venerable.

"have no idea."

Yun Yue truthfully said, "A while before the demonic tide invaded, Jingyu's mother seemed to have disappeared. Even when she told me about the whereabouts of the Thousand Branches Vine Sword, it was a disciple of the Yuanhuo Sect who came to the Yunling Sect to deliver the message to me."

"Alright, then why did you send someone to wait for me at the door?"

Lin Heng shrugged. "Don't tell me it's going to be another story about me destroying Golden Deer City."

Now that he has seized the Xuanji Mine, it will definitely bring a lot of trouble.

Moreover, without that old fellow Tian Qianchen cleaning up the mess, unless the other party actively tears off the mask, he won't make enemies with the City Lord's Mansion without any grudge.

"This, this can't be it."

Yun Yue refuted Lin Heng's guess and frowned seriously, asking Lin Heng, "I just want to ask Young Master Lin, yesterday... did you go to the Xuanji Mine?"

"Mysterious Mine?"

Lin Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He never expected that the first person to mention the Xuanji Mine to him would be Yun Yue, the owner of the Mijin Pavilion.

He couldn't help but tease, "Sect Leader Yun, it seems you have quite a few spies in Golden Deer City."

"No, actually I'm not sure if you went to the Xuanji Mine or not."

Yun Yue shook her head: "But last night, the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery, which was supposed to be doing business with me, didn't send anyone to the Lost Pavilion. It's said that they all went to the Mysterious Mine."

"A transaction at the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery?"

Lin Heng's expression also turned serious.

Xia Feng had previously mentioned that when he was at the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery, someone inquired about Yun Qinghe.

"Young Master Lin, you probably don't know why a bookstore like Forgotten Dust Book Gallery would have business dealings with my Misty Pavilion, the place where I cultivate my immortal maidens?"

As she spoke, Yun Yue looked around.

After making sure no one was eavesdropping, she whispered, "The creation of the Little Spirit Book originally required a true fairy to use the spiritual energy within the spirit stone to replicate those lifelike images onto the Little Spirit Book..."

"I know that."

Lin Heng nodded.

After all, he had just read the Little Spirit Book with Mu Tinglan this evening.

As for the power of rules, Lin Heng has possessed an almost innate ability to comprehend them ever since he activated the Immortal Slave Manual.

So after actually reading through the Little Spirit Book, he naturally also figured out some of the production principles from it.

"Sometimes, the fairies of our Lost Pavilion will take on the job of making small spirit books for the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery in order to earn extra spirit stones to increase their value."

After a pause, Yun Yue looked at Lin Heng with some concern and said, "So I'm worried that the people from Wangchen Academy might have their eyes on the immortal servant beside you, Young Master Lin..."

"For example, Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan?"

Lin Heng directly revealed the person she was truly worried about.

After all, Yun Yue is the sect leader of their Yunling Sect.

Yun Yue was visibly taken aback, but nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. After all, they are all virgins. If they were taken to do something like that..."

"..."

Lin Heng touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.

Has the sect leader of Yunling Sect forgotten that her two disciples have become her immortal slaves?

In the past, Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe did indeed say the same thing as she had.

After all, this was Lin Heng's personal experience.

but now……

"No one can take them away."

Seeing the worry on Yun Yue's face, Lin Heng said to her directly, "Sect Leader Yun, you can rest assured. With their current strength, ordinary people can't get close to them."

"Really...really?"

Yun Yue looked at Lin Heng with surprise and delight.

"Um."

Lin Heng nodded.

Since Yun Yue had told him the secret of the Forgotten Dust Library, in exchange, Lin Heng also told her some unimportant information: "For example, Yun Qinghe, she is now at the Nascent Soul stage, and even in the Demon Calendar, she can still exert her strength."

"Qinghe... has actually broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm?!"

Yun Yue stared at Lin Heng in disbelief. "But I remember she was still a Nascent Soul cultivator before, how could she still be in the Demon Calendar..."

She paused mid-sentence, as if a thought had occurred to her: "Young Master Lin, could it be you?"

"I have my own methods."

Lin Heng did not intend to elaborate.

"Regardless, with Young Master Lin's words, I can rest assured."

Yun Yue immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, in this world, Mi Yuanzheng was so wary of her magical arts and secret techniques that he dared not lay a hand on her.

If one's disciples can all exert their own strength, then naturally there will be no danger.

As for why, Yun Yue didn't intend to ask any further questions.

Because she knew very well that her relationship with Lin Heng wasn't that close.

As the former sect leader of the Yunling Sect, she knew what to say and what not to say...

At this moment, enthusiastic applause erupted from the fairies on the first floor.

Lin Heng glanced down and then said to Yun Yue, "Sect Leader Yun, if there's nothing else, I'll continue watching your show."

"Young Master Lin, are you also interested in this gala hosted by our Fairy Maidens?"

Yun Yue asked curiously.

"I'm also planning to set one up; I brought them here to learn."

Lin Heng pointed to the private room next to him.

Yun Yue remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Actually... if Young Master Lin needs it, I can personally handle it for you."

Lin Heng's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea."

"If Young Master Lin needs anything, please feel free to come to the Misty Pavilion to find me."

Yun Yue politely bowed to Lin Heng and said, "However, there are still many things to do at the party tonight. If you need any services, Young Master Lin, you can call upon the fairy maiden I just sent to greet you."

"OK."

Lin Heng nodded, watched Yun Yue leave, and then returned to the private room.

The programs on the first floor came one after another.

However, besides storytelling, there were some song and dance performances.

Lin Heng wasn't very interested, so he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

In reality, only Gesang Nazha, who had been instructed to learn how to perform the show, was watching it attentively.

As for Song Jingyu next to Lin Heng, she ordered cup after cup of herbal tea...

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock!

Just as the party was about to end, there was a series of urgent knocks on the door of the private room.

Lin Heng opened his eyes, opened the door, and saw that it was Xia Feng.

"Young Master Xia?"

Lin Heng looked at Xia Feng with some surprise.

"Young Master Lin, something terrible has happened!"

Xia Feng quickly pulled Lin Heng out.

Lin Heng blurted out, "The person who was looking for you at the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery is here again?"

"No, it's not the Forgotten Dust Book Gallery!"

Xia Feng shook his head repeatedly: "You...do you still remember the Snow-Maned Lion Demon? The Snow-Maned Lion Demon from our Linxian City!"