The book was interesting as it was mystifying, but after a while of staring and observing the books, he found it tiring and needed to put it away.
But he didn't put it away before tears of blood flowed out of his eyes. It was an acute pain but Wang Ling did not even react to it. Tears of blood did not matter for it could be wiped, pain could be ignored for it can be withstood, the curiosity of a scholar could not be satiated if something like a mere book could elicit such a reaction to someone like him.
The book was a mere item similar to the Body Refinement technique of the past, but right now, Wang Ling could see that its contents was something more.
He tried scanning the whole thing using his spirit sense but the only he got was the first three pages of the thirty-page book.
Wang Ling felt his head hurt as he scanned the book. He merely stopped when his head felt like it would explode. Wang Ling became serious and kept the book away.