Inside the Bronze Hall, various copper and stone plates were piled high like a mountain.
"This setup... did we dig up a library?"
Bai Mo rolled up his sleeves on his jacket, squatted beside the mound of documents, and began to browse and read.
"Hmm, Cyan Moon Pill Palace's procurement list?"
"Cyan Moon Pill Palace slave death records."
"Is this... the gift exchanges between Cyan Moon Pill Palace and other entities?"
Does the Ancient Immortal Dynasty also talk about such social etiquettes?
Bai Mo grinned widely.
"It seems like we've dug into something like an archive."
He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to read slowly. Although there were no medicinal recipes, reading these could help him understand the Ancient Immortal Dynasty better.
Among these documents were gift lists, odes, and even some flattering poems and essays, a mess of variety.
Bai Mo sat there, looking through them one by one, pondering and speculating as he read.
