Inside the secret dark-matter vault hidden behind the full-length dressing mirror of Warden Tianfa’s former bedroom, the foot-thick Golden Crystal Command Ledger. Moreover, Ten thousand classified jade dossiers sat atop a purple velvet pedestal.
Hovering over the pedestal was a sinister, skull-patterned dome of crimson runes: the [Heavenly Script Level-Omega Confidentiality Curse]!
[SECURITY WARNING: UPPER-REALM CLASSIFIED ARCHIVE (SECTOR 7 DISPATCH LEDGER)!!]
[CONFIDENTIALITY CURSE ACTIVE: ANY CULTIVATOR BELOW RANK 8 WHO ATTEMPTS TO READ THESE FILES WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION WILL SUFFER IMMEDIATE SOUL-MEMORY ERASURE!!]
Standing right outside the bitten-open vault door in his yellow bunny apron, twelve-year-old Gu Nian immediately sensed the malicious soul-erasing hex woven into the crimson light.
His Golden-Black Chaos Guardian Bone flared protectively around his forearms as he gently held back nine-year-old Jiang Tuntun. They Was wiping a crumb of dark-chocolate-tasting dark-matter lock off her chin and eyeing the glowing crystal book with curiosity.
“Wait, Tuntun—don’t bite the shiny book!” twelve-year-old Gu Nian warned promptly. “That red light around the pedestal is a brain-erasing curse planted by the Script Pavilion!”
“Can we open the cover and see what’s written inside, Second Brother?” nine-year-old Jiang Tuntun asked, tilting her twin hair-buns.
