Dai Hao was slightly taken aback.
He had originally prepared himself to suffer a major loss; after all, a Titled Douluo had personally visited and even said he had a favor to ask.
No matter how he looked at it, it seemed like the man wanted him to pay something.
Was that it?
Seeing him dazed, Qian Daoliu said with a calm gaze, “If it is inconvenient, you can speak up directly.
This old man will simply go somewhere else.”
Dai Hao snapped back to reality and hurriedly shook his head, saying, “No, no, no.
It is just a Library.
Brother Qian, if you wish to enter, you may do so at any time.
I will take you there right now.”
Dai Hao stood up and quietly gave Zhu Nuo and Dai Tian a wink.
Zhu Nuo and Dai Tian understood immediately.
…
On the way to the Library.
Dai Hao finally could not suppress the doubt in his heart and asked, “I still do not know where Brother Qian is from?
I have never heard of you before.”
Qian Daoliu answered casually, “This old man has been in seclusion for the past few years and rarely walks in the outside world.”
He did not state that he came from Spirit Hall as he had before.
There was no special reason; he mainly felt that whether Spirit Hall still existed or not was a question, so it was unnecessary.
Dai Hao let out an “Oh” and thought to himself, So he has been in seclusion all this time.
A glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes.
Didn’t this mean that there was a high probability that Qian Daoliu had no faction behind him and could be recruited?
If he could really recruit Qian Daoliu, perhaps he would have a chance in the future to take back the throne and let the Dai family rule the Star Luo Empire once again!
Although historically, it was the Dai family who voluntarily abdicated the throne to the Xu family.
But wasn’t that because of the great war against the Sun Moon Empire back then, where the Dai family’s high-level combat power was nearly wiped out, while the Star Crown Sect only took action at the last moment and greatly won over the hearts of the people, leaving the Dai family with no choice but to abdicate the throne?
If they had dared not to abdicate the throne, the Dai family’s Bloodline would likely not have survived to this day.
Although he was not overly ambitious, who would really be willing to just be a duke?
Guarding this place for generations?
Moreover, this was the Dai family’s throne to begin with.
Dai Hao thought of a lot in an instant, but it was impossible for him to be foolish enough to bring it up directly.
He planned to first interact with Qian Daoliu, understand Qian Daoliu’s preferences, and then cater to them.
Everyone has things they want.
Money, beauties, power.
He could give all of these to Qian Daoliu.
Dai Hao secretly planned in his heart, while his face remained calm.
Soon, the two arrived at the Library.
The Library was a three-story building, entirely built of bluestone, with its doors and windows tightly shut.
Dai Hao ordered a servant to open the door and led Qian Daoliu inside.
As the door was pushed open, Qian Daoliu’s eyes lit up.
The interior of the Library was much more spacious than it looked from the outside.
Rows of bookshelves were arranged neatly, filled with various books.
There were bamboo slips, paper books, and parchment scrolls; the variety was vast.
Several spirit tools were embedded in the walls, emitting a soft light that illuminated the entire space.
Dai Hao introduced, “These are my books.
While I dare not say I have every classic, it is close enough.
Brother Qian, you certainly won’t be able to finish reading them in a short while.
Why don’t I prepare a room for you first, and you can stay for a few days?”
Qian Daoliu thought it made sense.
“Since that is the case, this old man will impose on you for a few more days.”
Dai Hao could see that Qian Daoliu was somewhat impatient, so he tactfully did not stay long.
“I still have matters to attend to.
Please feel free, Brother Qian.”
After saying this, Dai Hao turned and left, closing the Library door.
…
Qian Daoliu stood in front of the bookshelves, his gaze sweeping over the rows of books.
He took a deep breath and smelled the mixed scent of paper and ink.
This was a familiar scent to him.
Back in the Library of Spirit Hall, he would sometimes stand in front of the bookshelves like this, staying for an entire day.
Qian Daoliu walked to the nearest bookshelf and casually pulled out a book: “Chronicles of the Star Luo Empire.”
He opened the first page and browsed through it quickly.
This book recorded the history of the Star Luo Empire over the past five thousand years.
Qian Daoliu read very quickly, taking in ten lines at a glance.
The information he needed was not any specific battle or event, but the entire thread of history.
Time passed minute by minute.
Qian Daoliu was immersed in the books, forgetting the time.
He learned the reason for the split of the Heaven Dou Empire, the process of the collision between the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent, the rise of the Sun Moon Empire, and the succession of the throne in the Star Luo Empire.
However, Spirit Hall, which he cared about most, never appeared.
Qian Daoliu frowned tightly and changed to another book: “Records of the Rise and Fall of Continental Sects.”
This book recorded the rise and fall of various Sect forces on the continent, from ancient times to the modern era.
Qian Daoliu flipped to the middle section and finally saw the content he wanted to see: Spirit Hall.
There were only a few short lines.
“Spirit Hall, an ancient force with a ten-thousand-year Legacy.
At its Peak, it controlled over seventy percent of the Spirit Masters on the continent.
Approximately ten thousand years ago, Spirit Hall gradually declined and was eventually destroyed.
The specific reason is unknown, and historical records are scarce.”
Qian Daoliu stared at these few lines and remained silent for a long time.
Ten thousand years ago.
Spirit Hall had been destroyed.
The specific reason was unknown.
Historical records were scarce.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
Although he had been mentally prepared, when he truly saw this information, his heart still felt heavy.
Spirit Hall, with its ten-thousand-year Legacy, had simply disappeared into the long river of history.
No one even knew the reason.
Qian Daoliu closed the book and put it back on the shelf.
He leaned against the bookshelf, looked up at the ceiling, his eyes somewhat hollow.
The glory of the Angel was severed.
He did not know how Spirit Hall was destroyed—whether it was wiped out by external enemies, had internal problems, or slowly declined until it perished.
But no matter what the reason was, it could not change the result.
Qian Daoliu was silent for a long time.
He straightened his body again.
A firm light flashed in his eyes.
Since Spirit Hall had been destroyed, then he would rebuild it!
He would let the glory of the Angel shine upon this continent once again!
Subsequently, Qian Daoliu continued to browse through the books, searching for more information about Spirit Hall.
He found a few more books that recorded the remaining deeds of Spirit Hall, but they were all very brief.
However, from these scattered pieces of information, he still pieced together a rough idea.
After Spirit Hall was destroyed, no force capable of unifying the Spirit Master’s world had ever appeared on the continent again.
The various major Sects governed themselves, and Empires waged endless wars against each other.
Evil Soul Masters were rampant, and the common people suffered unspeakably.
The more Qian Daoliu read, the angrier he became; his expression turned terrifyingly gloomy.
He closed the book, closed his eyes, and calmed his mood.
After a long while, Qian Daoliu opened his eyes again and changed direction, starting to browse through books about Spirit Master Cultivate.
He wanted to see what differences existed between the Cultivate system of this era and the one from back then.
Soon, Qian Daoliu discovered some changes.
Spirit Masters of this era seemed to pay more attention to the use of spirit tools.
The development of spirit tools was far more advanced than it was back then.
Not only were there attack, defense, and support-type spirit tools, but there were even spirit tools with various functions such as flight, communication, and lighting.
Qian Daoliu recalled the sphere in Ke Ke’s hand.
He had thought that spirit tool was very precise at the time, and he was also puzzled as to why Ke Ke, a Spirit Elder, believed she could persist for a period of time under the siege of a group of Evil Soul Masters.
Now it seemed that the spirit tool in Ke Ke’s hand was probably not simple.
The spirit tool technology of this era had indeed developed to a very high level.
However, none of this was important now.
What was most important now was to first figure out the specific situation of this era and then formulate a plan to rebuild Spirit Hall.