“Yes, son has agreed to let him go into the library and read the books for three days.” He added: “There are more than ten thousand books in our library, it will be impossible for him to read all the books in three lets, let alone find the information on the Immortal Ascension Ladder.”

“I see. You may go back first. We will talk more after I meet him tomorrow.” He waved his hand and gestured for him to leave.

“Yes.” City Lord Ling responded. He bowed, then retreated.

The cave dwelling was quiet again. But the old man who was sitting cross-legged came out with his hands behind his back. He looked around outside and whispered: “Feng Jiu?”

The next morning, at dawn, Feng Jiu got up. After she had taken a shower, she ate something simple, then went out and ordered the maid to take her to the library.

After passing through many courtyards, she came to the strictly guarded library. She dismissed the maid and stepped forward by herself. The guard who was standing guard outside seemed to have been given instructions about this matter already. He didn’t stop her when he saw her coming forward. Instead, he opened the door and let her in.

When the door closed with a creaking sound, her eyes fell on the collection of books inside. Unexpectedly, when she came in, she saw that the layers of books had been arranged neatly and she was surprised by the large number of books there were.

“I didn’t expect there to be so many books in this library.” She murmured softly, then she heard a voice.

“This is the collection from generations of the Ling Family. There are tens of thousands of books here, all of which are rare treasures outside.” An old man’s hoarse voice spoke.

Feng Jiu turned her head slightly and saw an old man in grey clothes standing on a chair wiping books on a bookshelf. There was an old man here? She didn’t even notice earlier. If he hadn’t spoken, she wouldn’t have sensed that someone was inside.

Was this old man’s cultivation base too high? Or was she just careless?

“Is Elder the caretaker of the library? How many years have you been in the library?” She looked at the old man and asked.

The old man, who was also the old predecessor of the Ling Family, stopped his movements and looked at Feng Jiu, who was standing there wearing a red robe. When his eyes fell on her, his eyes moved slightly and a hint of surprised crossed his heart.

He had hidden his strength so well that even someone as shrewd as Feng Jiu didn’t notice it.

He retracted his gaze and put down the cloth in his hand, then he picked up the feather duster on the side of the bookshelf and started dusting the books that were out of reach. His old voice came out slowly: “It’s been many years. As for how many years, I can’t remember.”

When Feng Jiu heard this, she stepped forward and asked again: “Then I wonder if Elder has come across a book in here that records the information on the Immortal Ascension Ladder?”

“Immortal Ascension Ladder?”

The old man glanced at Feng Jiu and said meaningfully: “That is not a place that ordinary cultivators can go to. You are so young, why do you want to find the Immortal Ascension Ladder?”

“Elder knows about the Immortal Ascension Ladder?”

“Yes.” The old man came down from the chair and said: “In Peng Lai Immortal Island, as long as you are an elderly cultivator, you will know something about it.”

He walked out and muttered softly: “Immortal Ascension Ladder, Immortal Ascension Ladder, climb the Immortal Ascension Ladder step by step, the immortal road is beyond the sky, how many years have you been living under the ladder…”

As she listened to the old man’s soft whispers, she watched him walk out slowly. Feng Jiu only returned to her senses when he disappeared in front of her eyes.