Mu Daxian seemed to have intentionally taken the lead for Mao Feiyang, but that path appeared to be... a point of no return!

However, Mao Feiyang truly had no better options at the moment. Mu Daxian was indeed very dangerous, but he was the type of danger that was filled with a sense of security. In safe times he was dangerous, but in moments of danger, Mu Daxian exuded a strong sense of safety.

Just like directly confronting the eerie Art Teacher in the Art Classroom, or smacking down an enigmatic Art Student with a slap.

Mao Feiyang didn't know Lin Yi's considerations, he only knew that having a senior to cover for him in this unfamiliar place was an extremely good thing.

They quickly left the Spiral Staircase and entered the grand hall filled with candlesticks and chandeliers.

Looking at the signpost at the end of the steps, Mao Feiyang suddenly asked, "What do those crossed-out signposts mean?"

Mu Daxian followed his gesture and took a glance.

It was a wooden post crammed with direction signs, aside from the few remaining 'Gallery ←', 'Art Classroom →', 'Sculpture Classroom →', and 'Watchtower ←', there were also 'Altar' and 'Observatory' marked with red '×', as well as several completely broken signs where no words were discernable.

And what Mao Feiyang was referring to were 'Altar' and 'Observatory'.

"In the Art Building, there's always something strange," Mu Daxian said without any evasion, "But this Art Building is too old, some parts have become damaged over the years due to exposure to harsh weather, plus inadequate repairs, leading the teachers to seal off those areas completely considering safety issues."

"Don't ever get curious about those places; curiosity killed the cat."

"If you see someone has added arrows or any symbols with a clear guiding intention to these kinds of signposts, immediately tell me or go to the Watchtower to inform a Teacher. Don't go there out of curiosity."

"Uh... alright," Mao Feiyang, startled, quickly responded.

"This isn't just a 'warning,' but a 'command,' otherwise if something goes wrong, you won't have anywhere to call for help," Mu Daxian said half-jokingly.

"What's that?" Mao Feiyang pointed to the oak tree in the center of the hall, which seemed to have been frozen in eternal time, and asked.

The colossal oak appeared decrepit yet as if still growing, existing in a state between life and death, as though it had experienced a devastating blow at one moment but at the brink of death, was frozen there.

"That's the most precious artwork in this Art Building. No one knows its name, the school named it 'Life Born of Death'—a World Tree that nobody can tell whether it's alive or dead."

"Some say it's a work of Aleksandros, others attribute it to Phidias; at least it possesses elements of both their charms... But if we really have to pinpoint it, its era could be traced back to the origin of the Art Building, or even further back than the ages in which Aleksandros and Phidias lived."

"Look at the murals around you, they are all interconnected, especially that one mural... it is at least narrating an epic or depicting a certain ritual."

Mao Feiyang followed his gaze around, only to see the dome and all four walls of the hall decorated with exquisite murals, which held a regal majesty yet also exuded an inexplicable cultish aura, as if they could subconsciously draw one into contemplation.

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