" The Far North, located northwest of here, hmm? Here's a map, let's keep it for now." Jiang Nannan held the Soul Guidance Lamp and put a map into her storage ring.
Jiang Nannan looked around again, and finding nothing of use, decided to leave.
Suddenly, she seemed to bump into something, and Jiang Nannan looked down in confusion.
Jiang Nannan noticed that something seemed to be pressing down on the bottom of the bookshelf, and a small corner of it bulged out and bumped into her.
Jiang Nannan was a little puzzled, so she placed the Soul Guidance Lamp on the ground, illuminating this corner.
Looking in the light, a thin notebook was pressed tightly against the bottom of the bookshelf. The yellowed pages peeking out from it looked like it was quite old.
Jiang Nannan carefully lifted the bookshelf with her delicate fingers and slowly pulled it out. The notebook was as thin as a sheet of paper; if it weren't for a small protruding corner, she might never have noticed it.
Using the light of the Soul Guidance Lamp, Jiang Nannan pulled over a few books, slowly sat down, and felt a surge of excitement.
Hidden so well? Could it be a treasure map?!
Maybe some treasures from before are recorded in there, waiting for me to discover them!!!
Jiang Nannan's eyes sparkled, and drool unconsciously trickled from the corners of her mouth. It was as if she could see a golden mountain beckoning to her.
Hehehe! Slurp!...
The Slime Bodysuit on Jiang Nannan's body humanized by extending tentacles to thoughtfully wipe away her drool.
Jiang Nannan opened the notebook with great anticipation, but a large amount of dust immediately fell off, making Jiang Nannan afraid to use any more force. She could only open it little by little.
With a large amount of dust falling off, very little information remained on the notebook.
However, by piecing together the scattered pieces of information, Jiang Nannan was still able to glean some details.
"Ten thousand years ago... slaughter... all... what is this thing, Evil Soul Master? It's so strange." Jiang Nannan murmured as she looked at the scattered information.
At the same time, her brain began to constantly think about and organize the information inside.
Jiang Nannan gently tapped her head, trying hard to recall what Lord Shadow had said, her brain working non-stop.
"Blood... and the answer?"
" Slaughter City!"
Suddenly, a phrase popped into Jiang Nannan's mind. It seemed to be something that Master Shadow had casually mentioned to her and the others when they were children.
Suddenly, Jiang Nannan recalled the drinks the people in the tavern had been drinking and realized that the liquid in their drinks was bright red.
Perhaps this is the blood that Lord Shadow spoke of?!
At that very moment, all the clues in her mind came together and connected completely. After a flash of inspiration, Jiang Nannan finally understood.
She already had an answer in her mind.
This was the bloodiest and most filthy place ten thousand years ago— the Slaughter City!
No wonder she felt an instinctive sense of rejection when she entered the town.
"So Shadow already knew all along. Sure enough, Shadow deliberately brought us here. Truly worthy of being called Lord Shadow," Jiang Nannan exclaimed.
After putting away the notebook, she moved and disappeared instantly. Jiang Nannan couldn't wait to tell Huo Yuhao about her discovery.
I'm sure I'll receive praise from Lord Shadow.
At this moment, Tang Ya was lying on the roof of the tavern, constantly observing the situation inside through the gaps.
The tavern was still filled with the same people. The man in black was already sitting in the corner, but he had finished his drink.
Several men, their faces flushed from drinking, were shouting loudly; they were all completely drunk.
The bartender stood behind the counter, patiently wiping the glasses, a smile still on his face, as if he was used to this kind of thing.
As the wine glass swayed, the bright red wine spilled and dripped onto the ground, its rich aroma wafting out from the gaps.
Tang Ya stretched out her nose, sniffed carefully, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. She covered her mouth and whispered, "Wow! It smells so good!..."
Tang Ya stared intently at her; if she weren't afraid of being discovered, she probably would have rushed in and had a drink right now.
The wind was biting cold, and Tang Ya's body was covered with a layer of snow. After staying there for a long time without finding anything, Tang Ya decided to leave and look for other clues elsewhere.
Just as she was about to leave, the man in black in the corner suddenly stood up.
"Everyone, did you all enjoy your drinks?" The man in black asked with a smile, his voice aged.
"This tastes so good, I wish I could drink it again tomorrow."
"Indeed, the wine here is really good."
The men, hiccuping and laughing, raised their glasses high and drank heartily once more.
The man in black stretched out his hand, his robes inexplicably fluttering. "In that case, please... set off on your journey."
"What?"
"Aaaaaah!"
Blood was strangely flowing from the men's seven orifices, and their eyes were especially sunken.
"You... what have you done to us!" a man shouted, enduring the pain.
"It's nothing, it'll be fine soon." The man in black chuckled sinisterly, his malevolent Soul Power swirling around him even more intensely.
Tang Ya immediately concealed her aura to the extreme, staring intently at the situation unfolding inside the tavern.
Soon, the eyes of the men disappeared, their limbs began to stiffen and twist, and their blood flowed from their pores like water, directly onto the ground. Before long, those big men had completely lost their lives.
The strangest thing was that after the blood flowed onto the ground, it actually began to seep downwards, and within a few minutes, the bloodstains on the ground had disappeared.
The man in black looked at his masterpiece, smiled with satisfaction, and once again withdrew his Soul Power.
"You've had a good day," the bartender teased the man in black.
The man in black nudged the man, who had turned into a mass of flesh, and chuckled, "Hehehe, I believe the master will be satisfied. Bartender, open the door."
The bartender behind the counter shrugged, put down his glass-wiping cloth, and made way for him.
As the mechanism turned, a step appeared beneath the counter, leading down to the bottom. Due to the poor lighting, Tang Ya couldn't see what was below.
The man in black said nothing more. After kicking the corpses of several burly men inside, he slowly walked downstairs.
After the man in black went inside, the basement door that had appeared slowly closed again.
After restoring everything to its original state, the bartender began wiping the glasses again, seemingly waiting for the next customer.