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In the Sutra Depository of the Imperial Palace.

As the library of the royal family, there were tens of thousands of unique books in it.

Chu Xiu asked for a warrant from the little Emperor and easily arrived here.

However, after searching around, Chu Xiu discovered something to his surprise.

There were tens of thousands of books in the huge Sutra Depository, but there were no martial arts books in it.

This was not right!

Chu Xiu frowned and sat there, deep in thought.

It was not that this world did not know the power of martial arts. A great grandmaster could almost suppress an entire country.

With such strength, how could Great Xia, one of the five hegemonic empires, not have any martial arts manuals in the Scripture Depository?

How was this possible?

However, the reality was that there was not a single martial arts manual in there.

"Men!"

"Governor, do you have any orders?"

A young eunuch hurriedly ran out and respectfully asked Chu Xiu.

"Who is the oldest eunuch in the Sutra Depository?”

Chu Xiu pondered for a moment before asking.

" It's Patriarch Hai," the eunuch immediately said." Patriarch Hai has been in charge of the Scripture Depository for fifty years. He's sixty-nine years old this year!”

"Bring him to me!"

Chu Xiu instructed.

"Yes, sir!"

Not long after, two young eunuchs came over, supporting an old eunuch.

Seeing this, Chu Xiu was slightly surprised.

The Imperial Palace was not responsible for old age. Usually, eunuchs would be released from the palace when they reached a certain age.

Because eunuchs did not have children, many eunuchs risked their lives to earn money when they were young, just to prepare for their old age.

"Greetings, Viceroy!"

The eunuch who was addressed as Ancestor Hai came before Chu Xiu and bowed respectfully.

"Alright, I think you should have a cultivation base!”

Chu Xiu could tell at a glance that this eunuch had a cultivation level, but it wasn't too high.

Now, it had already reached the point of being a lamp that had run out of oil.

"In reply to the Viceroy, this old servant was a fourth rank eunuch on duty!”

Chu Xiu nodded." Let me ask you. Why aren't there any martial arts manuals in the Scripture Depository?"”

"Could it be that the imperial family of Grand Xia has never collected martial arts?”

Old Ancestor Hai shook his head when he heard Chu Xiu's question.

"In reply to the Viceroy, in the past, there were many martial arts manuals in the Sutra Depository!”

"But thirty years ago, Emperor Chong 'en ordered people to empty the books. After that, no one replenished the martial arts secret manuals!”

"Thirty years ago?"

Chu Xiu did some calculations in his heart. He had recently read the history of the Xia Emperor.

The Emperor Chong 'en mentioned by Old Ancestor Hai should be the grandfather of the late emperor. En, he was also the grandfather of the little emperor.

In other words, thirty years ago, the little Emperor's grandfather was still in power.

In the short span of 30 years, Great Xia had experienced four emperors. They were the little emperor's grandfather, uncle, cousin, and now the little emperor himself.

Was the bloodline of the imperial family of Grand Xia so thin?

It shouldn't be!

This wasn't a historical dynasty with low productivity like in his previous life. In this world, martial arts were extraordinary.

Putting everything else aside, if one cultivated to Level Four and above, they would be able to strengthen their bones and replenish their vitality. It would not be a problem for them to live for seventy to eighty years.

Rank-9. It was said that Old Demon Ming Xin, who was killed by Chu Xiu, was over a hundred years old. He looked to be in his thirties or forties.

It was too strange!

So, the main point should be thirty years ago?

"What happened thirty years ago? Why did His Majesty order them to take away the martial arts manuals?”

Chu Xiu asked Ancestor Hai.

" I don't know." Ancestor Hai shook his head." I only know that all the experts in the palace disappeared during that period of time!”

"An expert from the palace?"

Chu Xiu's sharp senses caught the key words from Ancestor Hai's mouth.

"How high?"

Ancestor Hai revealed a reminiscing expression and said in a daze,"I only remember that there were several commanders in the palace at that time, and they were all Rank-9!”

"There's still a martial grandmaster above the commander!”

"One year, the Northern Plains Dynasty's Imperial Advisor came to the capital and once visited the palace at night. He was captured on the spot and beheaded outside the palace gates!”

"That time, it was said that a martial grandmaster made a move!”

"But later, they all disappeared!”

Chu Xiu nodded in understanding.

That's right!

With the foundation of a country's royal family, it was simply unreasonable for there to be no martial grandmasters in the palace.

So, what exactly happened back then that caused the experts of Great Xia to disappear?

Chu Xiu then asked Ancestor Hai a few more questions, but he didn't have any specific answers.

Ancestor Hai was only a guard of the Sutra Depository. He had spent his entire life in the Sutra Depository, so he only knew a lot of the news from hearsay.

After asking a few questions, Chu Xiu let him leave.

At this moment, a young eunuch hurried over. He was dressed in a black robe, which was the attire of the East Chamber.

"Viceroy, the Empress Dowager has summoned me. Her Majesty has ordered me to find the Viceroy!”

"Grand Empress Dowager?"

Chu Xiu revealed a puzzled expression. Why did the Empress Dowager summon him?

However, Chu Xiu still left the Scripture Depository and rushed to the Benevolent Longevity Palace.

When they arrived at the Palace of Benevolence and Longevity, the little Emperor was there as well. The Grand Empress Dowager was dressed in a grand dress, sitting in the middle of the hall.

This was the first time Chu Xiu had seen the Empress Dowager up close.

From her appearance, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was in her early thirties. Her skin was tight, moist, and shiny. She had been in a high position for many years and had a graceful and noble aura.

Chu Xiu glanced at the Empress Dowager, who was full of charm, and then bowed slightly.

"This lowly subject Chu Xiu greets the Grand Empress Dowager!”

Now that he had made his name as a Rank-9 martial artist, he naturally did not need those complicated formalities.

"Chu Qing, please excuse me!"

"I heard that Chu Qing is only twenty years old, but she is already at the ninth level?”

The Empress Dowager sat there and sized up Chu Xiu before asking in a crisp voice.

"Yes, sir!"

Chu Xiu replied calmly.

"Very good, very good!"

"A 20-year-old rank-nine and above. Such a talented genius is rare in the world since ancient times!”

"Emperor, leave with them first. This widow has some things to ask him in private!”

The Empress Dowager ordered softly.

When the little Emperor heard this, a hint of surprise appeared on her face. She glanced at Chu Xiu and gave him a meaningful glance before leaving the hall.

Soon, the hall was empty, leaving only Chu Xiu and the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager sat there and carefully sized up Chu Xiu before slowly asking.

"Chu Xiu, tell bengong the truth. Where are you from?”

"West Qin? South Chu? Or East Qi? Northern Plains?"

"Don't try to deceive this widow. No matter how much you brag, how can there be a twenty year old ninth level expert in this world?”

"The emperor doesn't understand, but this widow does!”

"Of course, don't think that a Rank-9 is invincible in this palace!”

"Since this widow dares to expose it to you today, she naturally has methods to deal with you.”

"Tell me, which country are you from?”

The Grand Empress Dowager seemed to believe that she had seen through Chu Xiu's identity as she confidently asked Chu Xiu.

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