Sikong Haoxuan had been studying the treasure map for three days, but still hadn't found any clues on the map that revealed its original appearance. This was mainly because the map was complex, like a huge labyrinth and a messy complex of puzzles.

Sikong Haoxuan in front of the table, piled up on the ancient Mima Empire text, history, and other related books, against the map constantly flipping through, really the book to the use of the time party hate less ah.

Xue'er gently placed one of Sikong Haoxuan's favorite juice on the table, ''Fourth young master, take a rest. You have been reading for a day and a night."

With Sikong Haoxuan's cultivation at this point in time, he had long since not needed to sleep to regain his energy, and although he had been reading for a day and a night, there was not a trace of fatigue on his face. Picking up the juice sent by Xue'er and taking a sip, he said, "Xue'er, what do you mean by how the writing of the Ancient Mima Empire a thousand years ago is so complicated, it really makes one's head spin."

Xue'er gently rubbed Sikong Haoxuan's temples, "Of course it's complicated, although the Ancient Mima Empire was the most glorious period in the history of the continent, there were indeed many branches in the script, the continental common language that we are using now evolved from a branch of the Ancient Mima language."

Under Xue'er's soft massage techniques, Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed himself. His brain, which had been stirred into a muddle by the complex Ancient Yima script, slowly cleared up, "Xue'er, you seem to have some knowledge of the Ancient Yima Empire's culture, ah?"

"Of course, I can't practice martial arts and magic due to my health, so I usually read a lot of books. The culture of the Ancient Yama Empire is what I'm most interested in." Between Xue'er's words, Sikong Haoxuan was able to feel that pride in her.

Fiercely hugging Xue'er to his body, he seized her delicate little nose, "Good, Xue'er, since you're so familiar with the Ancient Yima Empire, you don't take the initiative to help young master me with this damn map either?!"

Xue'er, who received a sudden sneak attack, reddened her little face in Sikong Haoxuan's arms as she murmured, "Fourth Young Master didn't ask Xue'er to help, and Xue'er didn't dare to take the initiative. I know it, this map is very important."

Although Sikong Haoxuan's heart was wary of Xue'er from the Elder's Pavilion, but in the long time together, Xue'er's good behavior and obedience, naivety and beauty and other factors made Sikong Haoxuan's wariness slowly fade, otherwise Sikong Haoxuan could not have allowed Xue'er to have a chance of touching the map.

Sikong Haoxuan lightly sniffed the fragrance between Xue'er's long hair, "Xue'er, in the future, in the other courtyard, you'll forget what you've learned about the rules of the mansion, say what you have to say, ask what you have to ask, and do what you want to do, got it?"

Obviously not used to being in such close contact with Sikong Haoxuan, Xue'er's body in Sikong Haoxuan's arms was a little stiff, "Understood, Fourth Young Master."

Sikong Haoxuan got up and carried Xue'er to a chair, "Xue'er, from today onwards, put aside everything else and just help young master study this damn map. Also, from now on, call me young master, fourth young master, dead young master? How does it sound?"

Xue'er smiled sweetly at Sikong Haoxuan, "Understood, Young Master."

Looking at Xue'er who was lying on the table and had already entered the research state, Si Kong Hao Xuan felt a wave of relief, finally getting rid of this damn nightmare, finally having the time to try out the sedan chair that had been delivered two days earlier.

Somewhat impatiently, Sikong Haoxuan casually took a piece of white paper, tore it into a small person shape and handed it over to Xue'er, "Xue'er, this is a gift from the young master to you, carry it with you and do not lose it."

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Xue'er received the paper man in Sikong Haoxuan's hands with some confusion, in her heart, although she was a little puzzled by such a random gift, the chamberlain was not qualified to question her master's behavior, "Understood, young master, Xue'er will definitely keep it well."

Watching Xue'er tuck the paper person into her bosom, only then did Sikong Haoxuan feel relieved and leave the room, running to the backyard to look at the continent's first sedan chair that he had long ago ordered to be placed somewhere.

In the other courtyard, the room of the four named beastmen.

The four beastmen had already broken through to fifth level martial artists after Sikong Haoxuan had opened their meridians a few days ago. Beastmen who surpassed level five martial artists would receive the blessing of the God of War, not only would their beast-like faces transform into human forms, but they would also receive unique racial talents.

Baron chewed on the roasted meat, if not for the golden tattoo on his face he could not tell that the strong man in front of him was an orc, he threw the bare bones in his hand casually and rushed at Blue Miller with a rough voice, "I say, Blue Miller hasn't seen the young lord for a few days, do you think the young lord will promise me to take the skills that he has taught me, and contribute them to the tribe?"

Blue face with blue tattoo marks of blue Miller, eat like more elegant than Baron, with the hands of the dinner knife will be a wisp of roast meat shaved into the mouth, slowly chewing to enjoy, even the eyes are too lazy to open, to Baron's words at all lazy to answer.

Looking at Blue Miller's dying look, Balon smashed the leg bone of the unknown creature he had just gnawed clean in his hand towards Blue Miller, "Blue Miller, I'm asking you."

Slightly tilting his head to avoid the leg bone's attack, Blue Miller lazily opened his sharp eyes, "Balon, I know that you, the Rhine clan, are a very united clan, and that the young lord's skill of practicing fighting qi like this can easily allow an orc to reach a level 5 martial artist, it's not wrong for you to want your clan to be strong. But you have to remember that you are not qualified to ask the Young Lord for anything right now."

Balon was somewhat disheveled, "But, but I really hope that the great Rhine tribe can be revived."

Uman, who had black tattoos on his face, said in a gloomy voice, "Balon if you ask the Young Lord for anything when you are not qualified, I will sentence you to death on behalf of the God of War."

Wick put down the roasted meat in his hand and patted Balon's shoulder with his huge and greasy palm, "Don't worry, there will be a day when you will have the qualifications to make a request to the Young Lord, and he will surely grant it to you. The renaissance of the Rhine race will definitely be realized under your influence."

Balon nodded at Wick, who had a green tattoo on his face, "Thank you, Wick, I think I understand what you all mean."

Sikong Haoxuan rushed into the room of the four orcs and shouted with some excitement, "Let's go, guys, go and see what you're going to do in the future, you're the first set of litter bearers in the history of the continent."

The four orcs obviously had difficulty understanding the word "palanquin bearer", but they still immediately got up and followed behind Sikong Haoxuan out of the room.

In the backyard, the four Orcs stared at the strange and magnificent things in front of them in a somewhat stupefied manner.

The wooden rectangular frame closed on three sides was finely carved with a long magical beast that appeared very majestic, the beastmen did not recognize this kind of Chinese dragon. Fixed in the middle on two tough round wooden palanquin poles, the entire palanquin poles were carved into two coiled dragons.

The top of the four corners of the four corners rise upward to converge as the tip, the four corners were carved into four dragon head. The bottom of the sedan chair is closed with wooden boards, on which a backrest for two people can be placed. On both sides of the small window, hung with beautifully embroidered dragon curtains. The sedan chair is covered with soft white long-haired magical beast skins, which makes people feel lazy inadvertently.

Sikong Haoxuan was very satisfied with the expression of the beastmen after seeing his sedan chair, drilling into the sedan chair he couldn't wait to say, "There are two of you in the front and back, and one of you will carry a sedan chair pole."

Although the palanquin was large, in which two adults could be seated perfectly, with the gifted strength of the orcs lifting it was obviously not yet laborious. In the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan took great pains to instruct the orcs on how to maintain their balance, how to increase their speed, how to cope with unexpected qing situations, and so on.

In the end, the four orcs finally understood that their job was to carry this sedan chair and act as bearers for the young master, and their duty was to keep the sedan chair smooth and cope with emergencies to act as bodyguards for the young master.