"Xiao You, aren't you planning to return to the village?"
In the Seventh Dormitory, Gu You was carefully packing his luggage. Tang San's bed was already completely empty, and under the sunlight, the ruby ring on the index finger of Gu You's right hand glittered.
After Wang Sheng put down the ring that day, he left. Gu You did not stand on ceremony, picking up the ring and channeling Soul Power into it to check whether there was anything good inside.
"I'll take a look. There are so many Gold Soul Coins and gems, and that staff that looks incredibly expensive. Uh... why are there so many clothes? And then... what's this?"
Gu You seemed to have discovered something. After hearing him, Tang San also looked at Gu You curiously.
With a flash of faint light from the ring, a book appeared in Gu You's hand.
The book gave off an eerie feeling. Its cover depicted a wailing human face, and merely looking at it made both of them vaguely uncomfortable.
Gu You stroked the book's cover. It felt as though it had been made from the hide of some creature. He could even faintly sense that the book seemed to be alive.
Gu You shook his head. He felt that lying in bed for too long might have caused his brain to rust a little. Without thinking any further, he began flipping through the book.
After reading only three pages, Gu You slammed the book shut. The tremendous noise startled Tang San beside him.
"What's wrong?" Tang San asked in surprise. In his impression, Gu You had always been optimistic and cheerful. In fact, the only time he had ever seen Gu You lose his temper was over that Fallen One.
But even the Fallen One had only made