Luo Qingge's heart tightened. She gently opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.
The letter had been written by Yang Xuan.
The handwriting was exactly like that on the envelope: bold and vigorous, with a composure tempered by the passage of years.
"I, Yang Xuan, founding sect master of the Heavenly Fowl Sect, leave this letter for those who come after me."
"This scroll of the Heavenly Book does not belong to my sect. In the First Year of Hongjia, a branch of the Li Clan of Li Gate was discovered by the surviving disciples and descendants of Zhao Gao and brutally wiped out. The Li Clan's patriarch broke through the encirclement with this scroll, surviving nine brushes with death before reaching me and entrusting this book to my care."
"According to him, this book is one of three scrolls from the First Emperor's Mausoleum. Together with the Imperial Seal, they serve as the keys to opening the Imperial Mausoleum. The Li Family guarded this book for generations, only to bring this calamity upon themselves."
"I had no desire to accept this ill-omened object, but the Li Clan's patriarch knelt and pleaded with me, saying: should this book fall into wicked hands and the Imperial Mausoleum be opened, the world would be plunged into chaos. I could not bear to refuse, so I accepted the book and sealed it here."
"I pondered this again and again. Though this book is ill-omened, it is also a trust paid for in the blood of the entire loyal and valiant Li Clan."
"I dare neither use it without right nor destroy it without right. I have only sealed it here, waiting for someone destined to claim it."
"If the visitor harbors evil intentions and seeks to use this book for personal