The smell of ancient scrolls and spiritual ink wafted out. Before them stretched endless shelves of books and jade slips, their surfaces gleaming with preserved knowledge. Spiraling staircases connected multiple levels, each one holding different categories of texts. Some scrolls emanated gentle light, while others seemed to pulse with contained wisdom.
"This is the Library," Little Firefly said softly, perching on a nearby shelf. "These are fragments of knowledge from my world. As my memories return, more of the collection becomes accessible. Each text contains cultivation methods, artifact refinement techniques, and secrets that were lost to time."
Li Hua's gaze was immediately drawn to a section where jade slips pulsed with a warm, green glow. Unlike her mother, who had taught her to grind herbs in a jade mortar and prepare them through careful decoction, these texts contained something far more profound—the art of pill refinement.
