Library Pavilion

"Feng'er, are you sure he met that bastard?"

In a lavishly decorated room, a beautiful middle-aged woman in a brocade robe sat gracefully on the bed, questioning the six-year-old boy standing in the center of the room.

"Mother, I can confirm it. Uncle Luo saw it himself. Father not only met Hun Han but even hugged him!" Hun Feng reported to the middle-aged woman, recounting everything.

"What Hun Han? He's not worthy of the surname Hun, he's just a bastard! A bastard!" the middle-aged woman berated him fiercely.

Seeing his mother's agitated state, Hun Feng froze, completely unable to understand why she was so flustered today.

The middle-aged woman calmed herself, realizing her outburst, and composed her emotions. Looking at Hun Feng, she asked, "Did Uncle Luo hear what they said at the time?"

Hun Feng respectfully replied, "Reporting to Mother, no. Although the door was open, Uncle Luo was too far away to hear anything they said."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman frowned slightly, "Is that so?"

Although Hun Feng was only six, he understood his mother's feelings and added, "Mother, don't worry. Uncle Luo was watching very closely. According to Uncle Luo, Father didn't talk much with him, so it's unlikely they said anything important!"

The middle-aged woman replied without thinking, "Still, you can't let your guard down."

"Mother!"

Seeing his mother's demeanor, Hun Feng pouted and said proudly, "Actually, you don't need to pay him so much attention. Even though he has the Divine Grade Bloodline, he also possesses the Xiao Clan's Divine Grade Bloodline. There will surely be many protests within the clan against him inheriting the position of Hun Clan Leader! Moreover, he's only at Fighting Qi, First Stage right now. I am a two-star Dou Practitioner! Tomorrow is the day he leaves the Imperial Capital!"

The middle-aged woman warned, "Still, you can't let your guard down. Any child your father has is your competitor."

Hun Feng nodded obediently, "Yes, I understand."

The middle-aged woman paused, her eyebrows still furrowed, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes, "No, I still don't trust that bastard. Since he's leaving tomorrow, he'll never be able to return. Six years, I've finally waited for this day!"

Hun Feng exclaimed in shock, "Mother, don't do anything rash!"

A sinister smile played on the middle-aged woman's lips as she chuckled, "Don't worry, your mother isn't that stupid. Such dirty work should naturally be done by others. Besides, in this Imperial Capital, I'm not the only one who hates that bitch."

For a super force to endure for a long time, besides the infusion of fresh blood, it also needs unique high-level martial arts.

The Hun Clan, as one of the eight ancient clans, possesses the largest collection of martial arts in terms of quantity, variety, and categories on the Dou Qi Continent – the Library Pavilion.

The Library Pavilion is one of the forbidden grounds of the Hun Clan.

To prevent villains from intruding, the Library Pavilion is not built in the Imperial Capital but in a mysterious location known only to the upper echelons of the Hun Clan.

In the Hun Clan, there is a place with an array formation that can lead to the Library Pavilion. That place is the Sky Terrace.

At this moment, as the sun began to rise, fifty to sixty six-year-old children had been waiting on the Sky Terrace for a long time. They were all Hun Clan disciples who, at the age of six, had reached the Fighting Qi, Seventh Stage or above, and whose bloodline was Fifth Grade or higher.

In another part of the Hun Clan's Imperial Capital, those Hun Clan disciples who did not meet the standards were already saying goodbye to their parents and heading their separate ways, some to govern towns, some to join the army, or some to manage cities.

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

The Sky Terrace, which had been bustling with chatter, fell silent. As a black-robed elder stepped onto the stone staircase, the children respectfully bowed to him.

"Hmm."

The elder in the black robe waved his hand, sending out a gust of wind that lifted everyone.

"Huh, Hun Han!"

"Why is he here too?"

"Didn't he not meet the requirements?"

When the children looked up, they noticed a boy of their age following behind the elder. The boy was none other than Hun Han, who had just shed his "waste" label.

"Could it be..."

Hun Feng, present at the scene, pondered this. Naturally intelligent, he had already guessed a possibility.

The Great Elder of the Hun Clan saw the gazes of everyone and explained, "The Clan Leader has decreed that although Young Master Hun Han's cultivation level does not meet the standard, his bloodline has reached Divine Grade. He is allowed to enter the Library Pavilion to select a martial art as an exception. After selecting it, he will immediately leave the Imperial Capital and go to govern a region!"

"I thought he would be allowed to stay?"

"Yeah, I almost thought everything I knew before was wrong. I didn't expect the Clan Leader still didn't like him."

"So, in the end, he still has to leave the Imperial Capital. I heard he knelt in front of the Sacred Hall all day yesterday, perhaps just to get into the Library Pavilion?"

Some people whispered around Hun Han.

Hun Feng's expression returned to normal, and he thought to himself, So this is what you got from Father yesterday. But do you think entering the Library Pavilion and obtaining a high-level Cultivation Method will give you a chance to come back? Hmph, naive! Last night, Mother already started her plan!

"Alright, everyone be quiet. No clamoring. Those who clamor will have their qualification to enter the Library Pavilion revoked."

The Great Elder of the Hun Clan was indeed the Great Elder. With just a few words, he made the children fall silent, and even Hun Feng dared not voice any objections.

Immediately, the Great Elder of the Hun Clan touched his Storage Ring, flicked his finger, and produced a pitch-black token.

The token seemed to be made of an unknown material, inscribed with cryptic runes. Under the sunlight, it did not reflect any light, as if it had swallowed the sunlight.

"Dark Soul Token!"

A child blurted out.

"Dark Soul Token!"

Hun Han examined the token. As the thirteenth young master of the Hun Clan, Hun Han had heard about the Dark Soul Token.

Rumor has it that the only way to enter the Library Pavilion is by using the Dark Soul Token. As for the Dark Soul Token, there is only one, and it is usually kept personally by the Hun Clan's Clan Leader. Only when the Library Pavilion is opened will it be temporarily handed over to the Great Elder for use.

Furthermore, it is said that the Dark Soul Token is also related to another forbidden area of the Hun Clan. Unfortunately, Hun Han is not well-regarded within the Hun Clan, so he has no idea where this forbidden area is or what its purpose is.

However, Hun Han no longer cares. Once he completes the sign-in task in the Library Pavilion, he will take Aunt Qin and Qin Lan far away. He doesn't want to get involved in the future catastrophe of the Hun Clan, nor is he willing to! He certainly doesn't want to be part of the sacrifice Hun Tiandi will make in over a decade.

"Everyone, enter this formation!" the Hun Clan's Great Elder commanded.

Upon hearing this, all the children stepped into the formation.

The Hun Clan's Great Elder activated the Dark Soul Token in his hand, forming complex hand seals. A wisp of Dou Qi flowed from his body and seeped into the Dark Soul Token. Then, the Dark Soul Token vibrated slightly, generating waves of energy ripples. Under the influence of these energy ripples, the formation on the ground lit up with a dazzling glow. With a flash of light, everyone disappeared from the Sky Terrace.

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