The Yin-cha watched Mu Anxiao’s receding figure, thinking, this fellow doesn't seem to have taken my words to heart. With that, she hurried after him.
"I'll go too," said the man in the pale blue robe.
Shen Yan cupped his fists. "I’ll trouble you."
"Mhm," the man in the pale blue robe agreed, turning and following.
In the study, the middle-aged man was shouting into his desk.
The girl stopped outside the study, listening to the middle-aged man's voice from within. A sense of unease welled up in her. "What's wrong with my father?" she turned to ask the disciples beside her.
"We don't know. Master started acting like this shortly after he went in," replied Disciple Number Two.
Disciple Number One glanced at Disciple Number Two and said, "Could it be that some demon cast a spell on Master?"
"Impossible. Those demons are kept in cages during the day, and Master even sealed them with talismans. Under normal circumstances, they definitely wouldn't be able to break free," Disciple Number Two said earnestly.
"Could it be because..." The boy thought for a moment and said, "It's because of that book Master found."
Hearing the boy's words, Disciple Number Two's mind raced, and he exclaimed excitedly, "I remember now! Master kept shouting 'immortal book, immortal book', but we couldn't hear the rest of what he was saying."
"What immortal book?" the girl questioned.
"Some time ago, we went out with Master, and he accidentally found an immortal book. That book recorded many methods for mortals to achieve immortality, though... they were all rather peculiar," the boy said cautiously.
Subsequently, the man emerged from the room and looked at the boy who was explaining. He asked, "Junior Brother, why didn't you tell us?"
"I only saw it that one day. After that, Master never let me in again, so I didn't think much of it. But when Master mentioned it today, I remembered," the boy said with a serious expression.
The man nodded in understanding and looked at the girl. "Master's condition is very unstable. Junior Sister, it's best if you don't go in right now."
"If you can go in, why can't I?" the girl retorted angrily.
"Junior Sister, just listen to me. Master, he..."
"Get out of the way," the girl roared.
The man, having no other option with the girl, stepped aside. "I'll go with you."
"No need," the girl refused coldly, pushed open the door, and walked in. She looked at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the desk and asked timidly, "Father, what's wrong?"
"Daughter, have you seen my book?" the middle-aged man asked normally.
Seeing that her father was acting normally, the girl's suspended heart finally settled. She walked to the desk and asked, "Father, what's so special about that book?"
"It records how mortals can become immortals. Of course, you have the celestial connection, so you don't need to think about these things, but Father..." The middle-aged man pursed his lips. "I'm different. I'm just a mortal. If I don't take a shortcut, I won't be able to become an immortal, let alone help your fellow disciples become immortals. Father knows that some of your senior sisters have already died, but they died for a worthy cause."
"Father, you know." The girl was astonished.
"Father agreed to your senior sisters doing that, but your senior sister was rather indifferent when she saw me just now. Tell me, does she know something?"
"Father, how can you be like this?" The girl shook her head in disbelief.
The middle-aged man completely ignored the girl's words and became increasingly erratic. "Right, you said that person is an immortal. In that case, I can use him to achieve immortality, and the immortal book will be useless. Yes, that's it." With that, he jumped down from the desk, pushed the girl aside, and rushed out of the door.