Lynn just glanced at the content on the page, and his gaze fell back onto the romance novel in his hand.
However, his thoughts were still narrating that piece of history.
Obviously, he seemed very casual on the surface, but his heart was still focused on that secret scroll.
"The great First King of Violet Continent has always been the hope of our entire elf race, this ancient being has saved us more than once in history!"
"Compared to the God of Nature who never cares about our life or death, the First King is more like our father god. Although the king has repeatedly asked to ban it, the spread of faith in the First King has never ceased within our race."
"In August of the Elven Era 2021, the gods descended. In less than a day, three-quarters of the military power of the Northern Human Race was crushed and eliminated. I have never seen such a terrifying creature, is that a god?! Truly terrifying beings!"
"But we have no fear, we believe that under the leadership of the First King, we will join all the king's dependents, behead those gods, and achieve the final victory!"
Listening to the thoughts of her apprentice.
Nanako's breath quickened.
In her mind, it seemed as if the historical scenes recorded in the secret scroll had emerged, as well as the war song of countless elves fighting against the gods under the leadership of that king.
So this secret scroll records such a piece of history!!
She quietly glanced at the expression of her apprentice.
But she saw him leaning there, silently looking at the novel in his hand, seemingly indifferent to that history.
Then she heard her apprentice's thoughts again.
"A bunch of fools, they don't know how terrifying the beings they are facing, and they always follow like idiots."
"After exchanging blows with those gods, I knew it was a lost cause, even I was prepared to die..."
"You fools are still thinking about victory, victory, it's incurable!"
"A group of idiots, I originally took care of you just to use you, all my followers turned against me, and you fools still stubbornly followed me to the death, you're so stupid, you deserve to be exterminated!"
These thoughts.
Obviously, they were his comments after reading the text on those two pages.
But Nanako could clearly sense his anger, guilt, and hatred through her apprentice's thoughts.
Nanako was shocked.
Because from her apprentice's thoughts...
It seemed like he was... he was...
He was the First King of Violet Continent that the ancient elves worshipped!!
Nanako: "!!!!"
Nanako was truly shocked this time.
Because the subjective feeling in her apprentice's heart was too strong.
So strong that it was as if he had experienced it himself!
"No! I have to look up the information about the First King of Violet Continent, this secret is too shocking!"
She thought anxiously.
Nanako felt her whole body emitting heat.
If one of her apprentice's identities was really the First King of Violet Continent, then he was literally a living history!
No!
Quickly look at the third page!
She was dying to know the aftermath of that battle with the gods!
She panted, hastily flipping to the third page.
Then, she immediately held her breath, focused her mind, and pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the voice of her disciple's heart.
Time seemed to pause for a few seconds.
【"The Secret that the Elf Girl Must Tell at Midnight"??】
【...Her face turned slightly red, her alluring lips gently opened, her delicate hand lightly caressed the protagonist's beautiful face...】
Slam—
Nanako instantly closed the scroll in her hands, her eyes wide open, a blush rapidly spread from the base of her neck to her entire face.
Lynn: "???"
【Wow, what is this loli doing! Let me finish reading! We were clearly at the exciting part, why turn the page!】
【Wait, why is her face so red?】
【Could it be that she really understands the text on it?!】
He looked at Nanako hesitantly, sizing her up as if he wanted to see right through her.
Nanako's heart tightened instantly.
Damn...damn...
Was she going to be suspected by her disciple?
But this wasn't my fault at all.
Who could know that the third page of this scroll was actually an ancient elf's erotic story!
This must be because the wizards who sorted the scrolls couldn't understand the text, so they mistakenly mixed up different books!
Damn it! This is too outrageous!
Nanako coughed lightly, pretending to know nothing.
She sat upright and turned to the fourth page of the scroll.
【...She let out a cute cry, then suddenly...】
Nanako: "!!!!"
Slam—
Nanako, with her eyes wide open, closed the book with unimaginable speed.
She was going crazy!
Why was the fourth page still an erotic story!!
And...
You little disciple, stop peeking and thinking nonsense!!
Seeing Nanako's reaction, Lynn finally confirmed his speculation.
He looked at Nanako thoughtfully.
【Indeed, this blue-haired loli can really understand the text I created, I underestimated her!】
【If she couldn't understand, why would she blush after reading those two erotic stories?】
【Could it be that my loli master is really smart and understands everything at a glance?】
Lynn was puzzled.
Nanako stared, listening to the doubts in her disciple's heart, her face getting redder and redder.
She felt so embarrassed.
Listening to her disciple's heart and being misunderstood as being knowledgeable, only a strong heart could digest such things naturally.
She swallowed.
Carefully, and praying in her heart that no more erotic stories would appear.
Then she turned to the fifth page of the scroll.
Pretending to read seriously, then pricking up her ears, quietly listening to her disciple's heart.
【Hmm, it seems like it was indeed a mistake when Winter Spring Valley sorted it?】
【This page seems to have a forbidden magic formula...】
Forbidden?!!!!!!!!
Nanako was instantly shocked.
"Ice Binding Hell, which can freeze everything within a ten-kilometer radius, and rain down countless ice blades to indiscriminately slaughter all targets within range? Haha."
"So why would such a trashy magic spell even be recorded? I've told them countless times!!"
"Discard all the useless magic I've created, don't keep every spit I cough up! If such ordinary magic spreads, it will disgrace me!"
Nanako: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Disgrace?!!!
Low-level?!!!
You created it?!!!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
