The room was enormous, its boundaries stretching beyond sight.
Rows of immense bookshelves stood neatly arranged, extending as far as the eye could see.
The shelves were packed with books. Some were as thin as cicada wings, others as thick as bricks; some were old and yellowed, while others looked brand-new.
A faint fragrance of ink and paper filled the air, soothing the mind.
Qin Yan continued channeling his spiritual power into the Token and searched for "Mystic City."
The Token trembled again, transmitting the locations of books related to Mystic City.
Following its guidance, he passed row after row of shelves and soon stopped before one.
Over a hundred books sat neatly arranged on it.
Qin Yan swept his gaze over them and found that every one concerned Mystic City.
There was The History of Mystic City, three thick volumes chronicling the city's vicissitudes from its founding to the present.
There was The Geography of Mystic City, which described its terrain and street layout in detail.
There was Biographies of Mystic City, a collection of anecdotes about the city's famous and distinguished figures throughout the ages.
There was The Customs of Mystic City, which recorded local traditions and ways of life.
There was An Illustrated Guide to Mystic City's Architecture, filled with drawings and descriptions of its various buildings.
There were also The Distribution of Powers in Mystic City, A Directory of Mystic City's Merchant Associations, Genealogies of Mystic City's Noble Clans, and more.
Qin Yan scanned the titles before finally picking up The Distribution of Powers in Mystic City.
The book did not look particularly thick, but a faint light shimmered across its cover. Clearly, it was no ordinary volume.
Book in hand, he walked to the nearby reading area and sat cross-legged.
He sank his spiritual power