I Shall Know The Heavens

On the other side of the continent, beyond the territory once ruled by the Bloodsucker Demon Sect, a young man sat quietly, absorbed in a book. 

Around him were countless books, neatly arranged on grand wooden shelves. Protective arrays surrounded the shelves, keeping the books safe from the passage of time.

The young man looked frail and sickly, but when it came to reading, he could sit for hours, completely lost in the pages.

Hours passed in silence until a group of muscular men entered the library. They were the complete opposite of the frail young man—their muscles bulged under their robes, and they radiated a powerful, overwhelming energy.

"Well, if it isn't Sickly Tao, reading late again? Even if you're not cut out for body cultivation, what's the point of wasting your days here with books?" The leader of the group, Dong Long, walked closer to the young man.