Rise of The Demon General

102 Chapter 102

Amon walked around reviewing the titles of the books on the first floor, he spent half an hour down there before going up to the second floor. He spent an hour roaming around the second floor to check the books. The place was large. Normally, if one was to check the books' quality in detail, they would need at least one day. Amon could do it in a short time because he simply gave each book a short glance, he didn't even take them out from their shelves to check in detail. It was apparent that the two hours given by the steward were obviously nowhere near sufficient.

'Hehe, doesn't matter. These books are all trash anyway,' Amon thought. He might not have thought this way if he hadn't gotten the pyramid legacy inside the secret dimension. But since he did, he could see that the quality of the books here was nowhere compared to the library from the pyramid legacy.

At least in this way, he could see that the Lin clan's treatment of him still didn't change despite the accomplishment he had achieved. It's better this way. Although he would not hesitate to betray someone for his own benefit, he still didn't enjoy the feeling that he was indebted to someone else. Wiping out the Hei clan was necessary but it did leave some bad aftertaste.

He was just about to leave the place when someone he knew came up the stairs.

"You? What are you doing here?" Lin Xiaolong uttered. "This is not a place that a fake clan member like you is allowed to enter."

"Then, are you suggesting that I get past the steward in the lobby without his knowledge?" Amon said mockingly.

"You should learn to watch your mouth when talking to your senior," Lin Xiaolong said.

"Hehe, how about another round in the training arena? We haven't fought in a while," Amon proposed with a grin.

"Hmph!" Lin Xiaolong didn't bother entertaining Amon any longer, he walked up the stairs to the third floor.

Amon was just about to leave, but he caught sight of a book titled The Geography of Echos.

Echos was the name of the country they were in. Amon had a book from the pyramid legacy that contained information about the land he dwelled in. However, that book was made at least three million years ago. The landscape and the forces in this land had changed since then. If according to the book from the pyramid legacy, this country of Echos used to be called the Tyraa Province. Based on his chat with the spirit that oversaw the pyramid legacy, the old world of three million years ago used to be ruled by a single force. Unlike the current time where the world was ruled by multiple countries.

Amon took the geography book from the shelf. If he could compare this book with the one he possessed, he would have a better understanding of this land, both its past and its present situation. With the book in his hand, he went back to the lobby on the first floor.

"I would like to take this," Amon showed the book to the old steward, who frowned after seeing the book. He was probably wondering why Amon used his one chance to take such a useless book instead of books containing martial, arcane, or cultivation art.

He looked at Amon who stared right back at him. He jotted down the title of the book in his record and said, "All right. You can keep the book for two days. Return it here before the time limit. Don't make me come to your place to take the book back, I will take more than the book if that happens."

'Two hours in the library and two days for studying the book, heh,' Amon sneered within. For normal people, two days would hardly be enough to study a book in detail. Especially if he had taken a martial art, arcane art, or cultivation art book. This old man must have made up this rule just for him.

Amon simply nodded. He went out to the garden outside the building. Madam Lin was still there waiting. Amon came and sat by him, he said, "Mother, I will be reading this book here. It will be some time. If you have something else to do, you can leave first."

"That's fine. I enjoy the scenery and the fresh air here anyway," Madam Lin answered. "But why didn't you take it home to read? You can keep the book for two months, right?"

'Two months, eh?' So, it was as he thought. Amon simply smiled and shook his head. "I don't feel like wasting my time to take a trip back here. I will read this book now and return it after I finish."

Madam Lin looked at the title of the book. It was not an art book, but it was still thick enough that he knew one wouldn't be able to finish it in a day. Unless one was simply skimming it for leisure and not truly committed its contents to memory.

Amon started reading the book. Madam Lin just sat there quietly without interrupting him.

"Mother can cultivate if you want, it won't interrupt me. It will also keep anyone from disturbing mother," Amon said without stopping reading.

Madam Lin smiled upon the idea. She said, "It wouldn't be appropriate for me to do that here. You see, my cultivation art is best if I do it without having any clothes on my body and if I have at least one male partner with me."

"Hm?" Amon stopped reading after hearing it.

"It's called dual cultivation. When you come to my house with Lin Dong. I'm doing dual cultivation with my other husbands."

'Those sex acts? No wonder I sensed weird aether movements at that time.' "So, you mean you can't cultivate on your own?" Amon asked.

"The result won't be as good," Madam Lin said.

"Such an ineffective cultivation method," Amon commented.

Madam Lin giggled. "But enjoyable. Perhaps I should teach you the art?"

"Not interested. I dislike it if my personal growth has to rely on another person," Amon said and returned to his reading. He already had a special constitution that helped his cultivation. He was cultivating even now, albeit very little. His demon body constantly absorbed aether even when he was reading the book. He was not interested to experiment with an unorthodox cultivation method like what Madam Lin offered.

Seeing Amon's attention returned to the book, Madam Lin also didn't speak anymore. She returned to enjoying the view in silence.

Two hours later, Amon closed the book and stood up.

"Are you finished?" Madam Lin asked.

"I have," Amon answered and walked away.

Madam Lin stood and was about to follow Amon but she saw him walking into the tome chamber building. She stopped herself. She thought Amon had grown tired of reading here and had decided to return home and continue reading there.

'When he said he had finished, did he mean that he had finished the whole book?' Madam Lin wondered with surprise.

Inside the lobby, the old steward was similarly confused that Amon had shown up again so soon.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I'm here to return this book," Amon said.

The old steward frowned. "Are you changing your mind and decided to change to a different book? I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that. You have only one chance to pick a book. You already did, so you can't change for another book anymore."

Amon snickered. "I'm not here to change a book. I'm here to return this book. I've already finished reading it. Do I have to put it back on the shelf or can I just leave it here with you?"

The old steward was speechless for a while. He then took the book from Amon and said, "You can just leave it here."

Amon turned around. As he was walking out, he heard the old steward's loud voice, "Sigh, the kids these days. Wasting a rare chance like this. Picking a useless book only to just leaf through it. The clan head is correct to not nurture a hopeless kid like that."

Amon's walking pace didn't change despite the mocking. He had no interest in dealing with this kind of issue. He certainly won't waste the time explaining to the old steward that he had indeed finished studying everything inside the book. He could memorize almost everything with a single glance. If he had to respond to everyone's mocking, he wouldn't have the time to do his own things. When he stood on top of this world, those mockings would disappear on their own.

He came out of the building and found Madam Lin near the entrance. "You have returned the book?"

"I have," Amon answered.

Madam Lin had a questioning expression, but then she smiled. She patted Amon's head and said, "That's my boy. Let's go home. I have asked the maid to prepare delicious meals. We will have lunch together."

Amon felt a strange feeling from the pat. He dismissed it and walked after Madam Lin.