In a quiet corner of the bustling metropolis stood an ordinary-looking yet mysteriously atmospheric old bookstore. The owner was a white-haired elder named Chen Yuan, who knew many untold anecdotes and kept a collection of rare ancient books in his shop.
Lin Yu, a young archaeology graduate student with a deep fascination for all kinds of mystical historical legends, was a regular visitor to the bookstore. With a tall, upright figure, handsome features, and eyes that always radiated curiosity about the unknown and a thirst for exploration, Lin Yu came to the bookstore just like any other day, wandering among the bookshelves in search of interesting titles.
By chance, Lin Yu's gaze fell upon a dusty parchment scroll. Its cover was adorned with bizarre runes that emitted a faint, soft glow. A surge of intense curiosity welled up inside him. He gently picked up the scroll and opened it; the text within was obscure and difficult to comprehend, yet it seemed to possess an invisible, captivating magic.
Chapter 65