In the Yan Mansion, Yan Chiyu brought the freshly prepared meals and put them on the table, then took off his apron and clapped his hands.
"It's time to eat." He called his grandchildren loudly.
Growing up, the two children always ate the food he cooked. Now, although the granddaughter has grown up and can help out, some of the main dishes have to be cooked by him himself to make them taste authentic.
"Here we come." Yan Ziyou walked in from outside the door. At home, she only wore a pair of simple white bell-sleeved clothes and pants.
Refreshing and pretty.
Wei He also put down his book, walked out of the study, and walked along the corridor to the dining room.
On the large mahogany round table in the restaurant, six dishes with delicious flavors and colors have been placed.
Most of them are vegetarian.
Because the Eldar are weak, they don't like dishes with too much meat and fishy meat. Such dishes are the norm here.
The three of them sat down separately and were distributed in the triangle of the round table.
Wei He gently picked up the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the white crystal rice in the bowl, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of confusion.
He felt as if he was not in Linzhou where demons gathered, but still in Yuanyue.
"Eat whatever you like." Yan Chiyu looked at his grandson gently. He was almost three hundred years old and was about to reach the end of his lifespan.
He doesn't have many years to live.
I don’t know how many more times we will see this scene of eating together in the future.
"Okay." Wei He has used the excuse of amnesia to get some things about Yan Yuxin at home out of Yan Chiyu and Yan Ziyou these days.
At this time, he had a preliminary understanding of the situation.
So, he also had an idea.
The three of them ate their food slowly in silence.
Gentle sunlight shines in through the window and falls on half of the dishes, reflecting a bright oily light.
"Yuxin, don't worry, grandpa will find you a good marriage in the future. With our Yan family's background, we may not be sure now, and maybe we can meet someone better than Xue Yixuan in the future." Yan Chiyu said warmly.
Wei He had no expression on his face, lowered his head and ate his rice without saying a word.
The atmosphere is somewhat depressing.
Yan Ziyou on the side glanced at his brother with a sad look in his eyes.
Ever since he fell into the water last time, my brother seemed to have become a different person. Not only did he lose his memory, but his personality also changed drastically, becoming cold and distant.
"I want to perform a spiritual enlightenment ceremony!" Suddenly a voice came out of Wei He's mouth.
"!?"
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The other two people were stunned and looked at Wei He at the same time.
Wei He raised his head, his expression indifferent and calm.
"Since I was humiliated and almost died because of my spiritual power before, the root cause of everything is actually my lack of spiritual power.
If this is the case, then just find a way to solve it! So, I want to enlighten my spirit!"
Enlightenment is the only way for him to master spiritual power and obtain inheritance.
He didn't want to spend too long in the Spirit Clan, so the Spirit Enlightenment Ceremony became his best choice now.
As long as there is a trace of spiritual power, it will be enough to complete the inheritance ceremony.
"Qi Ling?" The chopsticks in Yan Chiyu's hand paused unconsciously and hung in mid-air for a long time.
"Okay! Grandpa is preparing a spiritual enlightenment for you!" He put down his chopsticks firmly and said firmly.
Yan Ziyou lowered his head silently and put food into his mouth without making a sound.
The seventy-two other nobles who are currently in the limelight can certainly afford the spiritual enlightenment ceremony, but their Yan family has long since declined, and only the reputation of the family is still there.
It takes some accumulation of money, but if you want to perform spiritual enlightenment, you not only need to have money, but also have the qualifications and quota.
This is not a simple matter.
After dinner, Wei He got up and left Yan Mansion, and went to the city for a walk.
He came here for one purpose, to obtain spiritual power and practice methods.
Finding the whereabouts of Senior Sister Yuanduzi is also the second purpose.
The first purpose is that the Yan family is an ancient noble. No matter how bad it is, it should be no problem to hold a spiritual enlightenment ceremony.
The second purpose is to go to the place in the city where the most complete information is recorded, so that clues can be found.
Leave Yan Mansion.
Wei He changed into a clean white long coat, with light red patterns on the sleeves, and a monster character with Chinese characters woven into it with thin threads.
The sounds of hawking on the street are endless. It is similar to the big moon in the past.
Occasionally, there are chariots driving by monsters, which can also be regarded as the chariots pulled by the alien beasts.
"Wintergreen tea is eighty cents a pound!"
"Ginseng White Tiger Tea costs one hundred yuan per catty!"
"Bean fried tea cake costs five cents a piece."
Unknowingly, Wei He walked to a street dedicated to selling tea.
Along the way, he carefully looked at the Eldar people around him. Apart from their whiter skin and slender bodies, these people were no different from ordinary humans.
In addition, another point is that the average appearance of the Ling people is higher.
The clerks in the shops on both sides kept shouting at the flow of people outside.
Occasionally I see some passers-by with fluorescent eyes shining, which makes me even more enthusiastic.
Awakening of spiritual power is normal in the Eldar race, but if it can reach the level of eyes glowing, it means that the spiritual power has reached a certain level.
Generally speaking, this class is mostly composed of high-income and wealthy people.
Wei He walked around this street and quickly found a store and walked in.
This store sells books, but not important books, but geography, picture books, autobiographies and the like.
Entering from the door of the bookstore, there are rows of cool bookshelves inside.
There were many people from the Spirit tribe standing in the middle, looking through it.
It's no different from a human bookstore.
If he hadn't seen these spirit tribesmen stretching out their hands, they would be able to summon books from other bookshelves far away.
He thought he had returned to Dayue Bookstore.
"Guest, if you want any books, read them yourself." A deep voice came from the side.
Wei He squinted and followed the sound.
Behind the counter on the right side of the door, there is a large black spider over one meter tall, covered in downy hair.
The spider's green compound eyes fluoresce faintly under the reflection of sunlight.
Apparently he is also a demon with accomplished spiritual powers.
Wei He was surprised for a moment, but then he understood. The Spirit Clan is not limited to its own people. Some foreigners who have made achievements for the Spirit Clan and have awakened their own spiritual talents will also be accepted.
This was recorded in the information he had read these days.
"I would like to ask if there are any records of major events in the past few decades."
"The third row, nine columns and five levels, the twelfth book from left to right, the cover is called Spirit Road." Spider Boss replied coldly.
"Thank you." Wei He felt a little novel in his heart and turned around to look for the location mentioned by Spider Boss.
Soon, he found this book called The Road to Spiritual Yun on the bookshelf that the other party mentioned.
Opening it gently, Wei He began to look at the contents with some difficulty.
The book records the major events that happened in that year one by one according to the date.
But they are all short phrases.
Moreover, the dates are not based on the Gregorian calendar or the Great Lunar Calendar, but a calendar called the Xu Hai Calendar.
He looked around and found a calendar hanging on the wall.
On the top is today's period: October 7, 11542 in the Xuhai calendar.
A line of clear demonic text made Wei He a little confused.
This is calculated according to the virtual sea calendar. Aren’t these monsters already using the calendar for tens of thousands of years!?
He calmed down and continued to read the contents of the book.
After some searching, Wei He quickly found what he wanted.
In the most recent date column, there is new handwriting.
‘In April of the year 11513 of the Xuhai calendar, a giant demon came in a tornado, breaking through all the blocking groups along the way, flew into the Xuhai, and disappeared.
Its body is like a black cloud, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Wherever it passes, everything becomes distorted and crazy.’
Of all the records Wei He saw in '13, this one was the one closest to Senior Sister Yuanduzi.
‘The time barely makes sense’
He paused and continued looking for other detailed records.
Time passes slowly, and the sky outside gradually changes towards afternoon.
"Huh? Yan Yuxin? You actually come to Qianyan Bookstore to read?" Suddenly, a surprised male voice from the right reached Wei He's ears.
Wei He paused for a moment before coming back to his senses. He was now Yan Yuxin.
He turned around to follow the sound and saw that the person speaking was a handsome silver-haired man standing on his right.
The man had a slightly disgusted expression on his face and looked at Wei He with disgust.
"Who are you?" Wei He asked with a frown. After all, he is not Yan Yuxin, and many people don't know him.
"I'm Situ Han, you almost got engaged to my cousin, and now you don't remember anything in the blink of an eye?" the man said with wide eyes.
"Are we familiar with each other?" Wei He asked hesitantly.
"We are very familiar with each other. If it weren't for me, you might not really be able to get engaged to my sister." Situ Han said with a smile.
"In other words, you were the one who stirred up the engagement?" Wei He asked.
"What do you think?" Situ Han smiled.
Suddenly, he felt his throat felt a little itchy, and he coughed a few times.
After coughing, he looked up again, and there was no trace of Wei He in front of him.
"Tsk! A mere peerless spirit wants to trick my cousin! It's simply a wishful thinking!" Situ Han cursed in a low voice and turned to leave the bookstore.
He had only taken a few steps outside when he felt his throat became more and more itchy, and even his lungs felt a little itchy.
Wei He walked out from behind a bookshelf and flipped through another book in his hand.
As for Situ Han, in order to reduce the interference from his ceremony, it was natural to eliminate the root cause.
It just allows him to experiment with what is the difference between the Spirit Race and ordinary humans.
Anyway, in his eyes, monsters are just materials, and spirit clans are also spirit monsters, so there is not much difference.
"If it's quick, I hope we can hold the spiritual enlightenment and inheritance ceremony within two months. Then we can conquer Lingyun City and leave." Wei He estimated the process in his mind.
"In addition," Wei He scanned the books in his hand that introduced the Spirit Tribe. He found no record of the Demon King in it.
In other words, after he completes the inheritance ceremony, he can plunder valuable things from the Spirit Clan as quickly as possible without concealing his identity.
After quickly paying the money, Wei He left the bookstore with the book.
I happened to see two beautiful girls in green short skirts and buns.
One of the girls had a tear mole on the corner of her eyebrow, and her appearance was pure and gorgeous. It turned out to be Xue Yixuan, whom Yan Yuxin was about to get engaged to before.
The other person is Xue Yixuan's sister. The two look somewhat similar, but that person is slightly older.
When the two of them saw Wei He, they were also stunned, and their pace involuntarily slowed down.
"Did you know that I like coming here, so you came here specifically to wait for me?" Xue Yixuan looked at Wei He, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.
"I advise you to stop worrying about these things."
Another person on the side also sneered and didn't look here.
The two women passed by Wei He and entered the bookstore.
Wei He's expression remained unchanged and he flicked his finger.
A wisp of poisonous smoke flew towards Xue Yixuan silently and attached to the skin on the back of her neck.
"It seems that you like her very much. Even if you die, you still want to subconsciously influence me to come here.
If that's the case, then let them come to accompany you and treat it as a reward for occupying your heart."
With a calm expression on his face, he turned around and walked towards Yan Mansion.
For Wei He, anyone who is not from my ethnic group will have a different heart, let alone someone from an ethnic group like demons.
Killing a few groups of monsters was as natural and natural to him as picking flowers from the roadside.