Seeing the man strike first, Luo Han stood still, while the surrounding earth constantly piled onto him.

In just a moment, a layer of stone armor formed on Luo Han's body.

"Stone Armor Technique?"

The man raised an eyebrow at Luo Han's appearance, clenched his fist, and a tiger's roar resonated from within him.

Stone Armor Technique is a relatively low-level Spirit Technique, and once one reaches the Eclipse Moon Realm with the Power of Destruction, it's almost impossible for anyone to use it.

Zhao Meng had some disdain for the Stone Armor Technique.

Whether Luo Han underestimated the enemy or had other thoughts, responding so childishly at this moment was looking for trouble.

Most people here did not understand Luo Han's strength.

Yet this arrogant demeanor made these Eclipse Moon Realm cultivators extremely displeased, and though many didn't express it, they secretly relished the thought of seeing Luo Han fail.

Before coming here, they had heard more or less about the might of Silence Bookstore.

However.

To cultivate to the Eclipse Moon Realm, any one of them was a genius; how could they blindly follow Luo Han just because of a few words?

A fierce tiger tattoo lit up on Zhao Meng's right arm, followed by the projection of a majestic black tiger appearing behind him: "Mr. Luo, be careful, even though this is just a spar, fists and kicks have no eyes."

Zhao Meng was somewhat afraid of accidentally killing the opposing side with a punch.

After all, after Luo Han used the Stone Armor Technique, he just stood there, unmoving, with an expression of absolute certainty.

"No worries, use all your strength and attack me with everything you've got."

Luo Han wore a smile.

Yet at this moment.

In Zhao Meng's eyes, such words and smiles were undoubtedly provocative.

"Watch the punch!"

Zhao Meng roared angrily, veins bulging on his neck as Power of Destruction fused into his fist, and he slammed a punch directly at Luo Han's stone armor.

As expected.

The scene of the stone armor shattering and Luo Han being blasted away did not occur.

He continued to stand unmoved, wearing the same smile as before, as layers of stone armor scattered from his body: "Friend, have you finished the test?"

Zhao Meng's tiger-like eyes widened in disbelief: "How did you do it? Clearly, it's the simplest Stone Armor Technique, a Spirit Technique that even an ordinary martial artist can use, so how can it withstand the attack of the Power of Destruction?"

Luo Han shook his head: "You've always had a misconception, thinking that the rarity, level, and difficulty of casting a Spirit Technique determine its strength. But in fact, many Spirit Techniques have no distinction between strong and weak, only different effects.

The results of using Blood Qi to activate the Stone Armor Technique differ naturally from using the Power of Destruction.

Constant self-training to enhance control and proficiency in Spirit Techniques is more effective than merely pursuing high-level Spirit Techniques. Of course, this is just my humble opinion, just listen if you will.

Nothing more. Let's call it a day, and from now on, you're also considered students of Silence Bookstore."

After saying this.

Luo Han strolled leisurely down the mountain, while the big fellow Zhao Meng hurried to follow him, evidently still not understanding how the Stone Armor Technique could withstand his power-infused attack.

Baiyu did not linger any longer.

Even though the grassland was full of Eclipse Moon Realm members from various great powers, he wasn't well acquainted, and staying there would only add to the awkwardness.

It's better to take this opportunity to learn about Silence Bookstore.

Heading down along the stone steps.

Baiyu asked in his mind: "Cang Yan, the burly man before, should be using Totem Power, right?"

When Zhao Meng struck earlier, the entire tiger tattoo on his right arm lit up.

It was clearly different from other Spirit Techniques.

"Seems so. Those tribal cultivators in the Barbaric Lands are very familiar with this power, and Zhao Meng should also be a tribesman."

Cang Yan said.

Baiyu nodded. It seems this time, Silence Bookstore really attracted people from the major forces on Canglan Star.

In terms of power.

There should be at least one or two people sent to Silence Bookstore to study from each.

"By the way, how's the recovery of your memory going?"

Baiyu recalled this matter.

Cang Yan waved a hand in the study space: "Just the same, remembering a lot of trivial stuff, but the main memory still shows no signs of recovery. I only know I once came from the Human Imperial."

Baiyu was slightly surprised: "You mean the Human Imperial in the Galaxy?"

"Yes, this part of the memory is very vague. I forget why I initially came to Canglan Star, but it seems there was an accident, and I couldn't go back."

Cang Yan said, feeling dejected.

Baiyu didn't expect this hamster to be so incredibly old. Her journey from the Galaxy to Canglan Star indicated that back then, Canglan Star had no spiritual essence, meaning she was at least tens of thousands of years old.

Oh my heavens.

Even a fossil should have eroded over tens of thousands of years.

But then thinking again.

After tens of thousands of years, the once-familiar world, and familiar relatives, had long since changed beyond recognition, a loneliness that was hard to bear.

Baiyu and Cang Yan's situations were indeed quite similar.

Cang Yan had slept for tens of thousands of years.

Whereas he had directly traveled to an unknowable number of years later, with everything familiar before him having vanished. In some aspects, their experiences were comparable.

"Alright then, if you remember anything new, feel free to tell me. Maybe your family still resides in the Human Imperial, and you can return and become some kind of ancestor."

Baiyu said with a grin.

"You jerk, why is there a tinge of sarcasm in your tone?" Cang Yan sensed something amiss.

"Mainly because all I can think about is if a hamster returns to its family and announces itself as the family ancestor, how fantastical the scene would be..."

Baiyu struggled to hold back his laughter.

Yet.

He couldn't help but think of that comical scene.

"Baiyu, are you looking for a death wish? Don't think I'm easy to bully, you jerk." Cang Yan's furious shouting echoed in his mind, but Baiyu ignored it as he made his way back to his residence at the foot of the mountain.

The accommodations provided by Silence Bookstore were not luxurious, but all necessary amenities were present, making for quite comfortable living conditions.

After a pleasant night's sleep, Baiyu got up and made his way to the main square of Silence Bookstore.

The area was attended by staff members of the bookstore.

With the help of nearby signposts, Baiyu quickly figured out the main locations within the bookstore.

Firstly, the dining hall.

Located on a neighboring peak to the grassy mountain from yesterday, access via the stone steps was required for meals.

Flying within Silence Bookstore was prohibited.

Moreover, the gravity of the stone steps was evidently quite abnormal; Baiyu found no issue walking on them, yet once he started running, it felt as if his feet were restrained, as though seized by countless large hands.

Therefore, climbing up required at least half an hour.