In a vast library, among tens of thousands of books, a young man was scanning every page of the works with a cursory glance.
The sound of continuous page turning sometimes made many people curse, but the man seemed to be oblivious to it.
Book after book was thrown into a huge pile of trash, each time the man read one of these works, his face would display various emotions that left those around him puzzled.
What's wrong with this man?
[Xiao Ling risked his life to rush towards the cruel villain in an attempt to save his younger sister]
"A typical story where a knight saves a princess…" — The man muttered with a sigh, slamming the book shut and throwing it into the pile of trash.
[Wang Xiaobai noticed that Lan Lan was hungry and prepared a warm porridge for her…]
The young man seemed to be thinking, and with his hand on his chin, he began to seriously delve into the story, but soon it was also discarded.
The stories were almost stereotypical, with the main character and the heroine initially hating each other, but eventually finding common ground or an enemy that forced them to work together.
A joint test, an unexpected confession, the defense of honor, joint dreams, a chance meeting…
All these plots were so similar that the man grabbed his head, not finding a suitable plot for his romantic trajectory.
"Why don't they write about the love of a master and a disciple, or about a thousand ways to fall in love with a girl who hates you…" — He thought sadly.
Of course, this person was none other than Su Mingyue. After Mu Qianying agreed, they arranged to meet, and upon returning to his peak, he realized that he was completely clueless when it came to romance.
Since the internet had not yet been invented in this world, he assumed that the demonic library would contain some knowledge, but his disappointment was swift. Not only did he fail to find any suitable advice, but his time was also wasted.
The system also couldn't provide any answers, which made Su Mingyue even more frustrated.
"Maybe we should go kill people?" — Su Mingyue had thought about this idea before, but he had always rejected it.
Since Mu Qianying was a heroine, she already had the appearance of a psychopath, but it was still a mystery to him what type of psychopath she was.
After taking a deep breath, Su Mingyue gathered his thoughts and began to reason logically:
"In order to deal with Xia Qing Yue, I had to play the role of a villain and use coercion, but what should I do with the master?" — A multitude of ideas flashed through his mind, each more absurd than the last.
The best he could come up with was to simply act on the spot.
"It's true what they say, observe and analyze before taking action." — Su Mingyue agreed wholeheartedly with this idea and decided to keep a few more cards in his sleeve, believing that even if they didn't work, he wouldn't lose anything.
*****
It was evening.
The demonic cult had a vast territory and controlled many countries and empires, and in the southeast, near the border with the Unlimited Sect, was the city of the Setting Moon.
The city of the Setting Moon had a small population, but it was famous for its cultural heritage, and it was home to the first-ever cinema. The owner of the cinema was unknown, but the city of the Setting Moon had become well-known since its construction.
It wasn't easy to get into the cinema, but for Su Mingyue, it was a simple matter, and he even requested to have the excluded movie played for him to watch with the master.
He didn't believe that even in this world, romantic movies would not be able to please women, especially those as lonely as the master.
Soon, they were on the streets of the city, with many different cultivators of the orthodox and demonic sects hurriedly moving around.
Various kiosks, shops, and even rating fights. For those who knew how to have fun besides cultivating, it was like a paradise.
While walking through the streets, Su Mingyue and Mu Qianying deliberately hid their aura and changed their appearance. It was impossible to let anyone know that the head of the demonic cult and the holy son had gone on a date.
After all, it was unacceptable from the point of view of many people.
"It seems the master has also prepared himself" — Su Mingyue was a little surprised, from the memories the master always liked not to stand out and therefore she wore unremarkable clothes.
Right now, Mu Qianying was wearing a bright red dress with embroidered phoenix designs, her hair was neatly arranged, but her face was as icy as ever.
— Master, have you ever been told that you are very beautiful? — Su Mingyue asked without taking his eyes off her figure.
Mu Qianying chuckled slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips.
— When I first joined the demonic cult as an ordinary disciple, I had many admirers, and everyone who tried to talk to or flirt with me was dead... As I grew stronger and stronger, the number of men I could interest in became fewer and fewer, although there were still some who sought death.
"..." Su Mingyue swallowed hard.
"As expected from a heroine, I don't even want to imagine how many people were deceived by her cute appearance" — he thought, trying to maintain a calm demeanor as he occasionally exchanged a few sentences with her.
Soon, they reached the cinema.
The huge cinema hall seemed to accommodate at least thousands of people, with private VIP rooms surrounding it for special guests whose names were known all over the world. On the edges and sides of the hall, there were seating areas for regular viewers, while in the center was a wide black panel where various movies were projected using spiritual projection.
In the VIP rooms, not only could you watch movies separately from the general audience, but you could also use special spirit stones to adjust the graphics, brightness, and even the volume of the movie.
For those who were watching a movie for the first time, it was an unforgettable experience.
After arriving at the room, Su Mingyue ordered drinks and food and began exploring the movie catalog. As it turned out, the only cinema in the cultivation world had its own advantages. Their extensive range of genres seemed endless.