522: Chapter 522 Half-Demon!!

The room was massive, stretching beyond the reach of the eye.

Rows of giant bookshelves were neatly arranged, extending all the way to the end of one's vision.

The shelves were densely packed with books; some were as thin as a cicada's wing, some as thick as bricks, some were ancient and yellowed, while others were as brand new as the day they were made.

A faint scent of ink and paper permeated the air, bringing peace to one's spirit.

Qin Yan's Mental Energy continued to sink into the token, searching for the keyword "Taixuan City."

The token vibrated again, transmitting the locations of books related to Taixuan City to him.

Following the token's guidance, he passed through rows of bookshelves and soon arrived in front of a specific shelf.

On that shelf, over a hundred books were neatly arranged.

Qin Yan's gaze swept across them, finding that they were all books concerning Taixuan City.

There was "History of Taixuan City," three thick volumes recording the vicissitudes of Taixuan City from its founding to the present.

There was "Geographical Records of Taixuan City," which detailed the terrain, landforms, and street layouts of the city.

There was "Biographies of Taixuan City Figures," a collection of anecdotes and famous figures from the city's past generations.

There was "Records of Taixuan City Scenery and Customs," documenting the local customs and folk traditions of Taixuan City.

There was "Architectural Catalog of Taixuan City," filled with blueprints and descriptions of various buildings in the city.

There were also "Distribution of Powers in Taixuan City," "Directory of Chambers of Commerce in Taixuan City," "Genealogy of Noble Families in Taixuan City," and so on.

Qin Yan's gaze moved through them, eventually picking up a copy of "Distribution of Powers in Taixuan City."

The book didn't look thick, but a faint light shimmered on the cover, clearly marking it as no ordinary item.

Holding the book, he walked to a nearby reading area and sat cross-legged.

His Mental Energy sank into it, and he began to read.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qin Yan finished reading.

He closed the book and let out a long breath.

By this time, he already had a basic understanding of Taixuan City in his mind.

Taixuan City could be considered prosperous even within the entire Taixuan Realm.

Situated at the foot of the Taixuan Holy Land, it was one of the Holy Land's most important subordinate cities.

The city had a population of tens of millions, with people and carriages coming and going every day in a bustling, lively atmosphere.

Within it, various powers intertwined; countless chambers of commerce, Imperial Dynasties, guilds, and noble families had established branches here.

Chambers of commerce had branch stores, Imperial Dynasties had embassies, the Artifact Refiners Guild had branch sub-divisions, the Alchemists Guild had branch halls, and there were even powers from other worlds stationed there.

Countless transactions took place here every day, countless pieces of news circulated, and countless interests were woven together.

The Dominator of this city was the City Lord's Manor.

Behind the City Lord's Manor stood the Taixuan Holy Land; it was the Holy Land's representative in this city.

The City Lord was appointed by the Holy Land, reported to the Holy Land, and managed all affairs of the city.

"It seems the Tiangang Arena is relatively safe then."

Qin Yan thought secretly to himself.

Tiangang Arena was a major power within Taixuan City!

Moreover, it was founded by an Elder of the Taixuan Holy Land, giving it an official background!

With this connection, the order and security of the arena were guaranteed.

By working as a Gold-tier Fighter, he wouldn't have to worry about being cheated or getting into any trouble.

This set his mind at ease.

Next, guided by the token, he quickly found the specialized area regarding the Demonic Sect.

There were rows of heavy ancient texts, with "Demonic Sect" and "Demonic Path Remnants" marked on the spines.

Every book was a faded yellow, exuding the scent of ages past.

Qin Yan randomly pulled one out and began to read.

Half an hour later.

Qin Yan closed the last book and took a deep breath.

Just as he had expected, the Demonic Sect was indeed related to the Demon Race!

According to the records, the Demonic Sect was founded by a Demon Emperor of the Demon Race!

After the Era of the Demonic Path was destroyed, that Demon Emperor led his remaining forces into the depths of the Void Realm and established the Demonic Sect.

They lurked in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity.

Within the Demonic Sect, there were not only members of the Demon Race but also other living beings!

Some of those beings were members of the Human Race seduced by the Demon Race, some were Loose Cultivators with nowhere else to go, and others were madmen in pursuit of power.

In their pursuit of great strength, they were willing to enter the demon transformation pool to undergo a Bloodline transformation.

In the demon transformation pool, their Bloodline was demonized, and their bodies were reconstructed, eventually turning them into half-human, Half-Demon beings—Half-Demons!

Half-Demons possessed the Devilish Qi of the Demon Race and certain demonic abilities, yet they retained their original consciousness and intelligence.

They were neither pure Human Race nor pure Demon Race, but rather an existence somewhere in between the two.

In the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, such existences were viewed as taboos and heretics.

And the requirement of the Heavens and Myriad Worlds regarding the Demonic Sect, the Demon Race, and Half-Demons was—kill on sight!

After finishing his reading, Qin Yan felt a wave of complexity in his heart.

"So, what am I now? I shouldn't be considered a Half-Demon, right?"

Qin Yan's brow furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

The Half-Demons in the records possessed Devilish Qi, but at the same time, because their Bloodline had been demonized, they would possess various demonic characteristics depending on the grade of the demon transformation pool.

For example, some would develop demon wolf claws, some would grow demon horns, some would sprout demon wings, and some parts of their bodies would take on demonic forms, such as demonic tree branches.

Yet he had none of these characteristics!

His Bloodline had not been demonized, and his body had not taken on a Half-Demon form; he was still of the Human Race, a pure Human Race.

He merely possessed the power of Devilish Qi, nothing more.

"In any case, the Devilish Qi must absolutely not be exposed."

Qin Yan repeatedly warned himself.

Whether or not he was considered a Half-Demon, Devilish Qi was a taboo.

Once leaked, he wouldn't even know how he would survive.

Therefore, he had to hide it, be careful, and remain cautious.

Having finished his thoughts, Qin Yan left the Archive Pavilion and headed out of the Taixuan Holy Land.

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Taixuan City was divided into four districts: East, South, West, and North.

The East City was the most prosperous commercial district and entertainment area, with restaurants, casinos, and arenas for everything.

The South City was the residential district, where the mansions of high-ranking officials and noble scions stood in rows.

The West City was the industrial district, where Artifact Refining workshops, Alchemy workshops, and Talisman Workshops were concentrated.

The North City was the gathering place for various powers, with most chambers of commerce and guilds located there.

And at this moment, in the East City.

Qin Yan walked along the wide streets, his gaze wandering around.

On both sides of the street, buildings rose majestically.

Some were dozens of feet high, with carved beams and painted rafters, looking magnificent and golden;

Some were simple and elegant, with blue bricks and black tiles, showing traces of time;

Some had peculiar shapes, filled with exotic flair.

Every building was unique, and every building exuded an extraordinary air.

People and carriages bustled on the street. There were noble scions in fine clothing, Loose Cultivator Martial Artists carrying weapons, chamber of commerce workers in uniform, and foreign visitors riding exotic beasts.

Various auras intertwined, creating an invisible sense of pressure.

Powerful Martial Artists walked past him, some with auras as deep as the abyss or the sea, unfathomable;

Some had auras as sharp as swords, with their brilliance fully exposed;

Some had auras as steady as mountains, remaining calm and composed.

Fifth-Rank experts were everywhere, Sixth-Rank ones were not rare, and occasionally, one could even feel the powerful aura of a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster.

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