Ian arrived at his destination soon. He looked at the screen in front of him, which showed the scene outside this plane.
There are countless spaceships of different sizes and shapes parked in Void. A huge platform suspended in Void serves as the entrance here.
"It's really a public the Library." Ian murmured to himself. If Abyssal Realm is the ultimate place for business and transactions in the Astral Realm, then Myriad Laws Codex Plane is a public the Library that stores important knowledge; although it is important, it is not enough to make those top planes launch wars at all costs to monopolize it.
Over the years, Myriad Laws Codex Plane has become a neutral zone, with top forces like Wizard Plane or Titan Plane reaching a tacit agreement not to interfere with its operations and ensuring that no one party can monopolize it.
Ian's Floating City is in stealth mode, so no one notices him. He parks Floating City in a pocket dimension, then transfers to a small spaceship and flies to the entrance.
Before stepping out of the spacecraft, Ian changed his clothes and modified his aura to make himself look more like an orthodox wizard from Wizard Plane.
According to the information provided by Hermione, the power system of Wizard Plane causes all wizards to contain powerful life force fields and emit strong radiation outwards. Therefore, as long as the wizard stays in one place for too long, the surrounding creatures will mutate to some extent.
Ian walked towards the platform, where people were coming and going and it was very lively. He went through the formalities according to the formal procedures, including registering his name, confirming the wizard's identity and recording his rank. Finally, he saw a lizard man.
"Token." The lizard man said bluntly. Ian handed him the token he got from the variant. The lizard man scanned the token and said, "Ordinary visitor rights are only valid for three months."
"What are the higher authority levels? And how to get them?" Ian asked. The lizard man glanced at him. Normally, he would not answer this kind of question, but considering that this person was a strong Eighth Tier and came from Wizard Plane, he revealed some more information.
"It is divided into four levels: ordinary, elite, professional and VIP. The higher the authority, the longer you can stay and the higher the level of knowledge you can access. If you want to upgrade the authority level, you must pay Soulstone or exchange knowledge; however, you can only buy a professional-level pass with Soulstone. If you want VIP authority, you must exchange it with equivalent knowledge."
"Thank you for informing me." Ian said, handing the lizard man a bag filled with Soulstone. There are various types of energy in the Astral Realm, and different power systems use different energies. However, Soul Energy is the most common power used by 99% of the life forms in the Astral Realm.
Therefore, Soulstone, which is condensed from highly concentrated and purified Soul Energy, has naturally become the main currency of the Astral Realm.
Ian can mass-produce clones like candy. In addition, he has recently mastered the technology of converting magic power into Soul Energy. What he needs most now is Soulstone.
When the lizard man saw the mountain of Soulstone in the space bag, his eyes suddenly lit up astonishingly, and he put it away as fast as he could in his life.
Ian walked toward a teleportation array. A dazzling light enveloped him. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had arrived in another room, surrounded by people. He immediately looked around and quickly analyzed the surrounding environment.
'I don't feel any sense of suffocation or depression, so the level of this plane should be as high as Ninth Tier. But the strange thing is that I can't feel the existence of any free energy here.'
But after thinking about it for a moment, Ian understood that this was probably intentional. Without environmental energy replenishment, the destructive power of most spells and attacks would be greatly reduced. In addition, in this environment, people's recovery speed would also become very slow.
'Someone deliberately created such an environment to minimize the damage caused by fighting and conflict.'
Ian followed the conductor out of the transmission area. As soon as he came out, he saw a magnificent tower rising from the ground and straight into the sky. In the center of the tower, there were several large characters written with Astral Common Tongue: [Astral Realm Library].
Ian did not stop and observe for too long, but went straight to the nearest the Library branch. According to the information he collected, only by becoming a VIP can one enter Central Library, which is located in the center of this plane.
On the way to his destination, he never stopped observing the surrounding environment and always maintained a high degree of vigilance.
His spirit Divine Power has been closely connected with the hidden Floating City, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
Despite the lack of environmental energy, this world is still full of vitality. Races from different planes, various power systems, and vast amounts of knowledge are all gathered in this small place. If it were not to avoid causing uncontrollable variables, Ian would really like to use Legilimency directly on everyone and snatch all their knowledge.
After entering the Library, he began to search for books about Scholar Race. As expected, he found nothing.
So, he went to the main administrator without hesitation and expressed his intention to purchase a professional-level pass. After paying the required Soulstone, he walked towards the main the Library closer to the center.
The place he went to was called Level 2 the Library. Ian once again tried to find information about Scholar Race, but the result was still in vain.
It seems that he must obtain a VIP pass by exchanging knowledge. To obtain VIP access, the knowledge he brings out must reach the level of a Eighth Tier expert's self-created spell, or some kind of lost Astral Realm secret.
Ian exchanged knowledge about [Qi], and controlled the amount of knowledge extremely accurately, in exchange for a pass at the least cost.
Then, he went directly to the tall tower in the center that reached into the sky. With his new VIP pass, he entered without any hindrance.
The interior of the tower was not as luxurious as expected, but instead looked like an ordinary the Library in the modern world. Ian found a seat in the rest area, and a holographic screen immediately appeared in front of him. He entered the information he wanted to query on it like operating a computer.
Ian frowned because there was so little information about Scholar Race. There was only one picture on the screen, showing that it was a humanoid race that was just over one meter tall but had an unusually huge head.
Data shows that Scholar Race is one of the oldest races in the entire Astral Realm. Their civilized mission is to collect knowledge from all planes and build an ultimate the Library.
However, Wizard Race coveted their knowledge and launched a war against them. In the end, although Scholar Race survived the war, they completely disappeared from the sight of the world; they did not resurface until long after Wizard Race disappeared.
However, since then, their contact with the Astral Realm has been minimal.
Ian locked his eyes on a small piece of text on the screen. "Scholar Race is still continuing their mission of collecting knowledge. However, they have adopted more secretive methods. There are rumors that Astral Realm Library is actually one of the affiliates of Scholar Race."
Ian narrowed his eyes and figured out many things in an instant. If this information is true, then many questions will be easily solved, such as why this the Library has not been conquered by any force for so many years.
Those top planes are probably playing a long game to catch the big fish, trying to find the base camp of Scholar Race through Astral Realm Library.
Ian stood up from the chair and walked to the administrator. The administrator was a beautiful human woman; however, Ian keenly noticed that there was a pair of small wings growing behind her ears.
"Excuse me."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" the administrator put down the book in his hand and asked.
"Excuse me, do you have any more information about Scholar Race?" Ian asked. At this time, he had raised his vigilance to the highest level; he didn't know whether his question violated some taboo and would cause trouble, so he was ready to start a fight or run away at any time.
"Alas, another daydreamer." The administrator sighed.
"What did you say?"
"Do you know what Scholar Race stands for?"
"Power." Ian answered directly, which surprised the administrator.
"That's right. Anyone who can enter their the Library will gain unimaginable power. So, everyone wants to find them, but so far, no one has succeeded. At least, not on the surface."
"I understand." Ian looked a little disappointed, "Then can you tell me some useful information?"
"About the whereabouts of Scholar Race, there is a rumor that is Prophecy," the administrator continued, "The invisible world is hidden under the smallest things."
Hearing this Prophecy, Ian frowned, "Can you tell me what language this Prophecy was originally recorded in?"
"Haha, you are very smart." The administrator praised. The translated language often cannot accurately express certain deep meanings, so many people began to study the original language of Prophecy, hoping to find the traces of Silk. Unfortunately, no one has found any news about Scholar Race.
Ian got the information he wanted and turned back to his reading area.