In the face of Cyber's provocation, Ye Wentian didn't look angry at all, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he didn't seem to take the other party in his eyes at all.

"I'm going to lose, I'm going to lose it, the only opponent I care about this time is Adolphus! Although his teacher is St. Hawkins, ahh And I'm better than Adolf, so in nine months you two are ready to get out, and I advise you to start packing now, lest you get kicked out when you don't have enough time!"

Ye Wentian's eyes didn't stay on "The Way of the Sage" for too long, and said lightly: "I only have its shape, I can't see its god, and I'm just a craftsman after all!" After speaking, he ignored Cyber and continued to walk inside.

"What do you mean?" Cyber's face changed slightly, and he looked at Ye Wentian's back and shouted: "You don't play tricks there, I don't have refining books, I see how you learn by yourself, I have a great refiner to teach you personally!"

Ye Wentian was still unmoved, Cyber Bo was angry, and suddenly said loudly: "Do you want to know why the Soul Splitting Sect betrayed Ye Tianzi back then? Do you want to know why the Demon Martial Palace would kill him with all its might? Do you want to know what happened back then? As long as you come to beg me, I will sue you!"

Ye Wentian's back paused slightly, and then continued to move forward until he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Cyber put away his mocking expression, his face became calm and stern, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Ye Wentian, I didn't expect that this would not be able to provoke you, it is indeed worthy of being the son of the Supreme Son of Heaven, it seems that I have to pay attention to it! But without the refining books, what can you do?"

Eternal Treasure is the most majestic landmark in the core area, and it is not empty words that the top of the sun and moon is called a researcher's paradise.

This castle is like a complex palace, through the authentication at the end of the corridor, Ye Wentian finally came to the library of the library, at a glance, with the ability of Ye Wentian's true eye, he couldn't help but have a suffocating shock, everywhere there are rows of huge bookshelves, each bookcase is ten meters high, countless bookshelves layer by layer, up to the dome of the main hall.

The True Eye couldn't count how many books there were for a while! There are many people who are picking or reading among the bookshelves, and these people have a common characteristic, that is, they are strong!

There were many blue round void disks in the air, many people were sitting on the floating disks and picking out the books on the upper shelves, everyone was quietly doing their own thing, and the whole hall was only the sound of flipping books.

With such a rich learning atmosphere, Ip Mantian was a little moved for a while, here, in the ocean of books and knowledge, people will put down their struggles and devote themselves to the road of finding the truth.

Time was pressing, Ye Wentian did not delay, and immediately began to browse in rows, through the true eye, the speed of retrieval became very fast, almost ten lines at a glance. After ten minutes, there really wasn't a refining book, and it seemed that what this guy said was true.

However, Ye Wentian was not disappointed, but found a copy of "Intermediate Spiritual Power Mathematics" and began to read, the numbers are beautiful, he sat on the ground with his back to the bookshelf in his hand, and soon immersed himself in the sea of numbers.

I don't know how long it has been, when Ip Man turned over and saw half of it, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. It was certainly not a pleasant thing to be disturbed, but when he looked up, he found that he was photographed by a wise old man with a long beard, dressed in a simple robe, and his face was old, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Ye Wentian has always had great respect for this kind of obviously very knowledgeable old man, and his doctoral supervisor in his previous life was such a respectable wise man.

The old man pointed to the book in Ye Wentian's hand and asked with a smile: "Young man, why are you reading spiritual mathematics? This kind of boring book is simply poison to you!"

Ye Wentian scratched his head: "You are laughing, how can it be poison? For me, numbers are beautiful, in my eyes, they are alive, and numbers and philosophy are the closest to the truth!"

said casually, Ye Wentian just said his true thoughts, but the old man's smile suddenly froze, and then his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Ye Wentian's wrist and pulled him inside: "You come with me!"

Ye Wentian wondered, so he had to follow along, this old man had no malicious intentions, and he could feel that the old man's strength was very strong, stronger than the Spirit Emperor, could it be the Supreme?

Bypassing the bookshelves all the way, as long as they saw the old man, they all bowed respectfully and said hello, this attitude made Ye Wentian even more curious, what kind of identity this old man was, and how could he make the powerhouses in the core area so humble.

Finally, after going through several flights of stairs and a barrier, the old man finally let go of his hand, pointed to a table and chair against the wall and made a gesture of please: "Young man, you just said that numbers are beautiful?"

Ye Wentian did not refuse, the two sat down face to face, the bookshelves here are obviously much more upscale, and the books in the bookshelves are all metal covers and extremely heavy, and there is no figure in sight between the bookshelves.

"Yes, isn't this analogy appropriate?" Ye Wentian asked rhetorically, even a fool can guess that the identity of the old man must be extraordinary.

The old man was visibly excited: "Appropriate, really appropriate! Why did I never think of using the word "beautiful?"

Just a very common word, the old man actually danced with excitement and his face was red, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Ye Wentian was speechless, really doubting that the other party would go crazy, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Do you also have some research on mathematics?"

The old man finally woke up from his excitement, and he grabbed Ye Wentian's hand: "Not only research, mathematics is the old man's lifelong pursuit, and the old man has been studying in this area for more than two hundred years!"

"Two hundred years!" Ye Wentian was shocked, from this age, the old man must be the supreme, because only the supreme strong can extend the natural lifespan.

"You're a disciple of Lord Feiyue's class!" the old man asked.

Ye Wentian nodded: "You are?"

"Guess?" this time the old man asked with a smile, which was obviously a test of Ye Wentian's logical ability.

Ye Wentian rolled his eyes and replied tentatively: "Could it be that you are the curator here?"

The old man stretched out his thumb and praised: "Really smart, the old man Qin Jiushao is the director of the eternal collection, and he is also the second person in charge of the research institute in the core area, but this person in charge is just in vain, after all, I am the only one who studies mathematics! Today is really lucky, I met you by chance, little brother, it is really a fate from heaven!"

Ye Wentian was embarrassed, in a short period of time, his title in the old man's mouth has been upgraded to "little brother"!