When Tianhai Shengxue had said that these people were about to go crazy, he was not referring to the nonsense-babbling young nobles who were feasting, but their parents, as well as his parents——those people had invited a southerner to disrupt Chen Changsheng’s viewing of the monoliths. The Mausoleum of Book was too important to cultivators. Everyone knew that one slow step would leave them a step behind for the rest of the journey.