The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 1320 - 1321: Entering the Library

In the Black Street, filth must be cleaned—once every fifty years.

Simultaneously, the cleaning process is also a time for surveillance.

Better safe than sorry; although from the perspective of the Eight-eyed Divine Clan, these slaves have no ability to resist, who can tell what the future might hold?

Might these slaves secretly plot something to harm the Eight-eyed Divine Clan?

Of course, they don't clean it themselves; they supervise while the slaves do the work.

During the cleaning process, pupil coins were unearthed from the filth.

This in itself isn't particularly suspicious, just the loss of one pupil coin.

But relative to the Eight-eyed Divine Clan, the loss of a pupil coin is no big deal; indeed, it's not a problem.

However, this isn't where the Eight-eyed Divine Clan reside; it's where the slaves live.

For these slaves, a single pupil coin is worth a fortune—they wouldn't mind getting dirty to snatch it.

But the pupil coin was deeply embedded beneath the filth, clearly not accidentally dropped, but deliberately thrown there.

At least, according to reports from other subordinates, this could be seen.

Because throughout the Black Street, pupil coins are found scattered in every filthy corner.

And when he brought the pupil coin before his eyes to examine it closely, he could see wisps of soul energy flowing within it.

Soul energy resonated, causing the pupil coin in his hand to split into two, as if cleaved neatly.

Thin as a cicada's wing, the pupil coin fell into his hand, concentrating his gaze, causing his pupils to constrict.

On it were fine array patterns etched, the runes like fly-headed small script, truly intricate craftsmanship.

Understand that the surface of the pupil coin showed no damage whatsoever, yet inside it was engraved with an array—a truly skillful handiwork.

At this moment, in front of the library, Lin Qian halted his steps, gazing sharply at the ground beneath him, as if piercing through the earth into the depths of the Black Street.

"Sir, are you intending to browse the library?" At this moment, a voice suddenly captured Lin Qian's attention, looking up to see a female member of the Eight-eyed Divine Clan, smiling at him.

Lin Qian calmly nodded, handing over a medal.

A golden single-eyed medal, an insignia of a first-level noble.

Upon verifying Lin Qian's identity under the probe of a specialized soul device, she proceeded to lead him into the library.

"Sir, as a first-level noble, you may freely browse levels one and two of the library; entering levels three and four requires a fee. The fifth level and beyond are temporarily closed to you..."

Along the way, this Eight-eyed Divine Clan woman explained as she led Lin Qian forward.

Lin Qian paid no heed to her words; the library's rules meant nothing to him. He simply needed to enter.

His attention now remained on the Black Street.

Discovered?

Lin Qian had already been noticed as the Eight-eyed Divine Clan overseeing the cleaning of the Black Street picked up the pupil coin.

The function of the pupil coin is that of an eye, responsible for spying and understanding the situation of the main city. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The arrays of the Eight-eyed Divine Clan's main city are of such profound complexity; they aren't easily conquered.

Array viruses historically infiltrated the forces' arrays in the higher realms, able to lurk and scout the environment.

But the Eight-eyed Divine Clan's main city arrays are not so readily dealt with; under stealthy conditions, scouting might just lead to exposure.

This is why Lin Qian chooses this cautious approach.

"Thankfully, discovery came too late," Lin Qian thought to himself, already stepping into the library.

The library, tower-shaped, occupies an extensive area comparable to the small cities on Soul Martial Star.

But this size means little to a Soul Martial Artist; Lin Qian could appear beside a bookshelf in an instant.

The Eight-eyed Divine Clan's library has eighteen levels and a vast collection.

Each level hosts arrays; each bookshelf also has arrays, with powerful Eight-eyed Divine Clan guardians watching over them.

Lin Qian stands in the center of the first level, looking upward, able to see the empty tower top through the library's central atrium.

Yet in his eyes, many figures appeared.

Six Soul Martial Artists from the Eight-eyed Divine Clan at the Entering Dao Realm!

Patrolling and guarding Soul Martial Artists at the Enlightenment Realm from the Eight-eyed Divine Clan, numbering a hundred, paced back and forth through different levels.

Outside the library, an army at the Transparent Realm guarded the surroundings, numbering one hundred thousand.

Such importance is attributed to the library; but for the clan's people, it must open to the public for a fee. Thus it is that Lin Qian finds an opportunity.

Inside the library, utter silence reigns, many noble members of the Eight-eyed Divine Clan sit cross-legged and focus on the books in hand, mindfully engrossed, undistracted.

Lin Qian similarly follows suit beside a bookshelf, taking out a book and feigning reading.

In truth, a metal array map stealthily appears in his hand, sandwiched within the book.

After pretending to read for a few moments, Lin Qian returned the book to its place.

The book's contact with the bookshelf's array curtain caused no ripple; none noticed Lin Qian's actions.

The metal array plate hidden within the book emitted a faint glow, and the array virus began its silent infiltration.

The library's arrays stand isolated from the outside, with no connection to the main city. Array virus infiltration must start from scratch.

Once the array virus successfully infiltrates the array, Lin Qian discreetly retrieves the book, stealthily storing the array map, then leisurely browses the book in hand.

His task now is to wait.

Meanwhile, a thorough investigation begins on the Black Street; the Eight-eyed Divine Clan overseeing the investigation becomes more alarmed as they delve deeper.

The entire Black Street is littered with these pupil coins, but the intention behind them remains elusive.

One thing is certain, this matter is far from simple.

The Eight-eyed Divine Clan member's expression darkened as he rushed to report the matter urgently, all while scouring the Black Street, searching for clues.

Anything unusual could not be overlooked.

Unusual?

Soon after, the Eight-eyed Divine Clan member received crucial information, and it soured his mood instantly.

"This involves a conspiracy; no doubt," the Eight-eyed Divine Clan captain said coldly, charging toward the central black armor, where the anomaly lay.

A rundown Spirit Wood-plank house exploded into splinters under his might.