The second floor of the library.
Rows of sandalwood bookshelves stood tall, interspersed with pillars of gilded and inlaid silver.
Each pillar was carved with an Ancient Star Map, profound and mysterious. The Star Force wafting from the books made the entire second floor seem utterly extravagant.
It was as if the starry vault of the heavens had descended upon the mortal realm.
As Qin Yang walked onto the second floor, the man and the fox ambled forward, as if strolling through the vast, starry river of the cosmos.
Seeing the magnificent scene before him, Qin Yang couldn't help but blurt out, "Holy shit." This left Xiaobai speechless.
'What kind of reaction is that?'
The books gathered here were all treasures collected by the Hall Master of Jianghai City, the condensed wisdom of countless Martial Arts predecessors.
'And all you can say is "Holy shit"?'
