"I naturally wouldn't refuse."
Zhong Shenxiu threw his head back and laughed. Following Old Li, he walked straight into the Tide Listening Pavilion.
"Welcome, Master Fang!"
Two rows of shop assistants stood at the entrance. There wasn't a single customer inside the Tide Listening Pavilion. It seemed the pavilion had closed for the day specifically to receive Zhong Shenxiu.
That level of ceremony was somewhat intimidating.
But Zhong Shenxiu remained fearless. He calmly accepted this extraordinary courtesy and strode into the Tide Listening Pavilion.
"The pavilion master is on the third floor. Master, please head upstairs."
Old Li led the way, and they immediately arrived at the second floor of the Tide Listening Pavilion.
The originally disorderly bookshelves seemed to have been rearranged, faintly forming a formation.
Old Li said with a beaming smile, "Our pavilion master knows that Master enjoys reading, especially ancient texts, so he specially selected several ancient volumes for you to appraise... Within this Ten Thousand Books Formation, there are three rare books in total. If Master can find and decipher them one by one, you may proceed directly to the third floor and meet the pavilion master. These rare books will also be presented as gifts from our pavilion."
That old bastard definitely has ulterior motives...
Zhong Shenxiu grumbled inwardly and walked straight into the book formation.
Rustle!
The black wooden shelves suddenly seemed to come alive. The patterns on them began to writhe like veins.
"The Heavenly Dao... How is the Heavenly Dao to be interpreted?"
"In the beginning of antiquity, did the shadows pass down the Dao? How is this to be interpreted?"
"Blood offered to the Blood Sovereign, bones offered to the Bone Throne... A demon! A Great Demon!"
Countless fine, densely packed voices continuously entered Zhong Shenxiu's ears, trying to