Heaven Dou Imperial City, western district.
The residence Qian Renxue had prepared for Yang Xing was far larger than the one in Suotuo City. It had three successive courtyards, blue bricks and gray tiles, and winding corridors. The front courtyard alone could accommodate two training grounds.
When he arrived, he casually summoned the sixteen maids from Suotuo City to serve as his personal attendants.
These maids had looked after him for over a year and knew his habits and preferences well. They soon took charge of the entire residence and put everything in order, inside and out. Hot water was ready, incense was lit, and fresh clothes were neatly folded on a low cabinet in the bathing room.
Yang Xing enjoyed a comfortable hot bath, then had two maids massage his shoulders for an hour. Feeling thoroughly languid, he draped himself in a half-open bathrobe and sauntered into the study.
This study was something he had specifically requested when he first asked Qian Renxue to prepare the residence.
It spanned a full hundred square meters, with a ceiling more than ten meters high. All four walls were lined with bookshelves that reached the ceiling, densely packed with every variety of book: histories and biographies of the Douluo Continent, anecdotes about famous figures, illustrated soul beast encyclopedias, regional gazetteers, chronicles of the gods, and even a few unique handwritten copies passed down from some unknown dynasty.
Yang Xing's memories of his previous life did contain quite a bit of information about the Douluo Continent. Twin Complete Hands also gave him a perfect memory, allowing him to recall anything he had read whenever he wished.
The problem was that he simply did not know what he had never read. He had not actually finished the original story. There was plenty he knew,