novelraw Chapter 312 - 190: The Real and Fake Double-Act! The Inscription Left by Meng Die Emperor!
Chapter 312 - 190: The Real and Fake Double-Act! The Inscription Left by Meng Die Emperor!
Rustle...
In the sound of the torrential rain, Zhang Qiren stood by the window, looking outside, stunned.
Blood rain?
What is going on?
He looked out the window, but saw more than just blood rain...
Within this blood rain, mystical symbols fell, like paper money scattered in funeral rituals, floating down from the rain, landing on the ground outside the villa, covering the earth completely. Some were soaked with the rain, stuck to the ground, and some floated around with the water.
Where did these talismans come from?
He looked toward the ground floor, the villa courtyard, but saw more than just talismans...
In the villa courtyard, the grass and trees were rapidly growing in this blood rain!
The grass grew visibly, under the torrential rain, submerging the windows on the first floor!
The small trees grew visibly, under the torrential rain, overshadowing the third floor rooftop!
Why are they growing so fast?
Whoosh...
In the sound of the violent wind, the wind suddenly changed direction, and the dense rain pummeled the window in front of him!
Clatter clatter clatter...
In the sound of shattering, raindrops burst on the glass before him, turning into streams, sliding down the glass.
Yet...
Amidst the water traces on the glass, handprints appeared! Even the imprints of faces!
It was as if one invisible person after another stood outside his window, hands clutching his glass, faces pressed against his glass!
Zhang Qiren took a deep breath, trembling, forcing down the fear in his heart.
He was not ordinary; he was an Array Master of Sequence Eight!
He had already unlocked the secret between his brows, possessing Divine Sense!
Yet, at this very moment, his Divine Sense spread wide, detecting nothing...
He stood in the room of the villa, looking at the eerie scene outside, and suddenly realized... it was the Ancient Immortal!
Or rather, the Ancient Immortal was manipulating one apprentice after another, like controlling one puppet after another, surrounding his house outside the window!
Unbeknownst to him, he trembled, tears streaming down... suddenly feeling strange.
Why haven’t the apprentices and puppets of the Ancient Immortal acted yet?
At this moment, he smelled a faint floral fragrance.
He saw his reflection in the glass, seeing himself, and above his head, a black strand of hair stood on end, with a pure white flower blooming at the tip!
Outside the window, amidst the bloody wind and rain, with Yellow Talismans falling from the sky, and plants growing wildly, invisible enemies clutching at his window, faces pressed against his window... yet all afraid of the flower blooming above his head, simply circling outside, not daring to enter!
...
Inside a dilapidated hall.
On the dusty floor.
Qing Lu Ancient Immortal sat cross-legged, his form motionless.
He was manipulating his apprentices in this world, cautiously controlling them, like handling puppets on strings, akin to a game character.
Through the perspective of his apprentice, he saw Zhang Qiren in the room, and saw the white flower above Zhang’s head.
"Oh?
"A flower I’ve never seen.
"Is it that little fellow from West State City again?
"Did he create the flower himself?
"Whose apprentice is he, anyway? Who is his teacher?
"Why is someone else so lucky to have such an apprentice?"
...
In a red-hued cavern, the one-handed Ancient Bee Immortal stared dumbly into the world, through the sight of his apprentice, looking into the world.
"Does Zhang Qiren really have the ability to decipher the secrets of the Dream Origin?
"If he truly can, he must be taken!
"The secret can only fall into my hands.
"If I can’t take him, then I’ll have to kill him!"
...
Amid the ruins, atop a broken wall, sat Red Robe Ancient Immortal. Wearing a red hat and red gloves, he was none other than Fang Bo’s former teacher, the Red Pen Ancient Immortal of the Talisman Path!
He too looked through his apprentice’s vision, looking into the world, gazing into Zhang Qiren’s room.
"That flower...
"Alas, if I were to act, I might need to maximize the control on my apprentice, which might expend or kill my apprentice.
"Is it worth it?
"Let’s wait a moment and see if he can truly comprehend the secrets of the Dream Origin!"
...
Within a decrepit palace.
On the forehead of a massive, emaciated hippo lay a withered Ancient Immortal, his face fierce!
"If today, Zhang Qiren exhausts the Dream Origin without deducing a result... then there’s no need to bother with him anymore.
"If not, even if he escapes to The Ends of the Earth, he must die!"
...
In the villa room.
Zhang Qiren instinctively retreated a few steps, hugging his shoulders, tears flowing, shivering with chills.
How was his location leaked?
How many Ancient Immortals have their eyes on him?
Can he still survive today?
Tonight, he didn’t have his fill of Da Dong’s roasted duck.
The roasted duck and beer from his senior are still waiting for him; does he still have the life to eat them?
At this moment, the flower above his head, petals gently vibrating, emitted a voice.
"My boss said.
"Don’t be afraid.
"Just do what you need to do.
"If you do it well, he’ll ensure your safety!"
Zhang Qiren gave a wry smile, sitting down in the dark room, picking up his pen.
He had Divine Sense; he didn’t need to turn on the light to see clearly.
So it was, under the gaze of one Ancient Immortal after another, with a pure white flower atop his head, in the dark room, he began to calculate!
...
Inside the Bronze Hall.
At the desk, Bai Mo was tending to a giant bonsai.
This was a tree in human shape!
With Bai Mo’s hands burning with Pill Fire, manipulating the tree, it was molded into Zhang Qiren’s likeness.
Placing a small white flower atop its head, the Tree-man began to move, posing as if writing at a desk, one hand clutching a void pen, the other pressing virtual paper. Hands shaken, fingers moved, akin to a dragon or snake dance.