Green candlelight swayed gently in the dim room.
Behind a row of green candles stood countless ancient volumes.
The room was ingeniously arranged, its bookshelves laid out in a precise pattern.
The overall layout formed a regular hexagon, with row after row of shelves standing behind the green candle flames.
Outside, Su Jiu had thought the building looked small. Now she realized her eyes had failed her. Its design clearly concealed a spacious Library Pavilion within.
As Su Jiu listened to the woman, her gaze shifted from the shelves to the woman's face.
At first glance, the woman looked unremarkable, but her features were actually well formed. Taken together, they gave her an overwhelmingly martial air, tinged with a certain fierceness, though that fierceness was not unpleasant.
"My first question: what was the treasure the Chong Household left behind all those years ago?"
The woman's gaze flickered slightly. She glanced at Lai Laoliu, seemingly unable to understand why this was Su Jiu's first question.
Yet even Lai Laoliu was somewhat surprised, let alone the woman. He had thought this young woman wanted the truth about the Chong Household. It turned out she already had a clear idea of it.
"Five thousand spirit stones."
Su Jiu nodded. She was not particularly surprised by the high price. After all, one could hardly expect a place that sold information to run a charity, could one?
"It was half a cultivation method, the Chaotic Life-Birthing Art."
Su Jiu went still for a moment. Then, as though she had received the answer she wanted, she sighed softly. "No wonder."
But she soon changed tack and asked her second question. "Where is that half of the Chaotic Life-Birthing Art now?"
The woman gave Su Jiu a hesitant look before saying, "Twenty thousand spirit stones."
Su Jiu