Chapter 4: Zi Family
Following his memories, Li Lang cut across the courtyard at a brisk pace. He found a lone pagoda in the middle of it with a large wooden sign hung right above the entrance. It had the words “Book Pavillion” carved into it.
There wasn’t anyone else around, so Li Lang took the liberty of letting himself in. Several shelves immediately entered his vision, with dozens of books on each one. It was quite underwhelming for someone like Li Lang, who had been to numerous libraries that were much more impressive during his student days, but it was still a welcome sight.
Books meant recorded knowledge, and knowledge was just what Li Lang was after. He knew too little about the new world he found himself in and was only too eager to learn more.
He quickly skimmed through the bookshelves and homed in on his goal. He brought the book to the table in the middle of the room to leisurely go through it. He had to place the book flat on the desk and climb up a chair to read, as his body was too weak to hold on to the thick book for long.
I can read the texts just fine…I did get to join in on Zi Xi and Zi Xiao Mei’s private tutor sessions, but the old me never showed any hints he had picked anything up. I was too busy drooling…Did I subconsciously learn it anyway?
He carefully went over the geography book, paying particular attention to the maps. Some maps were very detailed, with minute details on the terrain, while others were simply labeled with a name with no other defining feature. Only the map of the local area had any details on it, which was how Li Lang discovered he was currently in Lingyun Town within the province of Yellow Qilin.
The provincial level map showed Yellow Qilin was sandwiched between various other provinces, and one of them immediately drew in Li Lang’s eyes. Adjacent to Yellow Qilin was a large stretch of land labeled Demonic Cultivator Territory. However, there was no other worthwhile information on it.
The only other useful map was the large-scale one that showed Yellow Qilin province was on the southern end of a small island called Violet Isle that was just off the southwest of a colossal continent.
There wasn’t much else Li Lang could learn from the maps, as all the names of places labeled on the map were unfamiliar to him. Determined to remedy this, the old man in a child’s body quickly moved to search for text on world history.
However, he couldn’t find what he was looking for.
Hmm, I guess I expected too much from this place.
Instead, he began going over the remaining books in more detail until he noticed the books from the farthest shelf all had strange titles.