" I see..."
Thinking of Zhong Shenxiu's performance, Old Li could not help believing him as well. "In terms of the faithfulness, expressiveness, and elegance of translation... the master is indeed more than a notch above us. It's just that the more one reads of these Texts of the Great Dao, the more dangerous it becomes."
He offered a few tactful words of advice. Seeing Zhong Shenxiu's resolute expression, he finally led him to a bookshelf.
"The books here should contain what the guest requires. Just be extremely careful."
Old Li gave one last reminder, then stood silently watching from the side.
Zhong Shenxiu even sensed some inexplicable power, likewise peering into this place and suppressing the sinister anomalies carried by certain secret books themselves.
This was an arrangement the Tide Listening Pavilion was bound to have made. Otherwise, the second floor would have long since become a scene of demons running wild.
After all, the books of this world inevitably carried power of their own!
Zhong Shenxiu gazed at the bookshelf and saw a few scattered ancient texts upon it, roughly a dozen volumes. Some had a simple, archaic style, while others were surprisingly modern, probably written by later generations.
Beneath the bookshelf lay a few scattered remnants of pages, all carrying a deep, heavy aura.
"Honored guest, please choose freely."
Old Li smiled warmly.
Deciphering the Texts of the Great Dao was a process that consumed enormous mental energy. Even the finest Text Decipherer would be doing well to translate a single page in a day.
If they encountered Earth-level texts, it was perfectly normal for decades to pass and several generations to die before one page was translated.
Therefore, he was not worried in the slightest that Zhong Shenxiu might be playing tricks.
*Pity you don't know