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Chapter 1067 The Great Dragon Girl and the Little Dragon Girl (4600)

pain!
it hurts!

Head hurts!
The bizarre and whispering world dissolved into countless black suns. Gu Liang, who was awakening from his slumber, felt an unusual throbbing pain in his head. Unlike the waking pain caused by lack of sleep, it was a stabbing pain that felt like his whole body was being crushed and then reassembled.

As a student at the University of New Scotland, I aspire to become a police officer and desire this stable and respectable job. I am currently studying the relevant regulations in hopes of passing the exam after graduating in four years. But how did I end up getting involved in the ritual of a group of cult lunatics?

This is the job of a regular police officer; once you call to report it, you shouldn't have followed up.
Gu Liang lifted the pristine white sheet, the smell of disinfectant filling his nostrils. Realizing he was in a hospital, he touched his temple with lingering fear, a smear of congealed blood appearing on his palm.

Was I lucky that the bullet grazed my head?

Just as Gu Liang was in a daze, the door was pushed open, and a detective wearing a woolen overcoat walked in. He took off his hat, revealing the thinning hair typical of middle-aged men.

"Gu Liang".

"exist."

“You’re from the history department at New Scotland Yard University. That’s rare. It’s uncommon to see people studying history in this day and age.”

The detective pulled up a stool and sat down. Instead of discussing the case, he brought up Gu Liang's matter.

"The civilization of the Far East continent has regressed, and its history is in darkness and ignorance. Apart from writing and a few classics, there is basically no inheritance. Today, it is also accepting the history and culture of the Western Continent."

The detective rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said, "This is a subject that requires a lot of time and effort to study."

"I know, that's why I regret it. I plan to change my career path after graduation," Gu Liang said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

He actually chose this subject to study the history of the Far East, but he never expected that even in university, he would have no knowledge of it.

Only the history of the Western Continent exists.

"Actually, it's not so bad." The detective suddenly changed his tone: "How much do you know about spiritual societies and the various religious churches?"

"I haven't been in school for long, and I only know about the origins of the seven major orthodox churches and the doctrines of spiritual societies," Gu Liang said vaguely.

"Have you ever heard of the Seven Demon Gods?" the detective asked.

"what is that?"

Seeing Gu Liang's reaction, the detective seemed to have expected it, and took out a copy of "Tales of the World" from his pocket and handed it to him.

"looks great."

Gu Liang took the book without understanding why, and found that it was a book compiled by the spiritual society.

The first page lists the seven universally acknowledged demons in the spiritual world:

"The Core of Chaos, the most ancient demon god, is the original sin of all, the source of all depravity, and the chief of all demons."

"The Gate of Ten Thousand Gates"

"Dark Mother Goddess".

"The Great Demon of Fear," "The One Who Unifies All Things," "The Faceless Pharaoh."

Gu Liang was unknowingly drawn to these introductions, and even came across a strange title at the end.

"The Fallen God. Once the supreme deity, he is suspected of falling due to the loss of three hundred years of history in the Far East."

Time passed slowly, and Gu Liang finished reading it, looking at the detective with a puzzled expression.

“Everything written here is true,” the detective said calmly.

"Huh?" Gu Liang was stunned.

“You were caught up in a sacrificial ritual performed by worshippers of the Chaos Core,” the detective continued. “You’re lucky you survived.”

Regardless of whether the supernatural world the other party mentioned truly exists, just thinking about the insane behavior of that group of madmen in black still sends chills down his spine.

He initially thought it was some kind of human trafficker or illegal factory abducting people.
"But you're also unfortunate," the detective suddenly said.
"Everyone who witnessed His power manifest in His special form either died or went mad, not even the gods. You are the only one who survived."

"..." Gu Liang looked at the detective blankly.

"When we arrived there, we confirmed that the power of the Chaos Core remained, and all of His worshippers were dead."

The detective gave him a deep look, as if trying to extract some valuable information from Gu Liang's face.

After a long while, he put on his hat:

"If you discover anything or experience any abnormalities, contact us immediately. Those lunatics won't let you off the hook."

How could this happen? How did I, a concerned citizen, get involved in all this?!
Gu Liang asked in a panic, "Aren't you going to send some people to protect me?!"

"Police resources are stretched thin, especially since these kinds of bizarre events happen all over the world every moment."

The detective said, "Actually, there's another way."

"what?"

"join us."

In the dead of night, Gu Liang, who had inexplicably joined the Special Operations Section, stood under the dim, old-fashioned electric light and couldn't help but slap himself.

He realized he seemed to have been tricked.

Normal people should stay away from these things, but what can they do? Because of a moment of impulse and a desire to do good, they got caught by those lunatics and dragged into some kind of ritual.

But he had absolutely no recollection of it.
What should we do in the future?
Pushing open the mottled and rusty door, Gu Liang lit a kerosene lamp and went to the bathroom. He filled the bathtub with hot water and soaked in it.

At least from now on I can take a bath like this every day instead of wiping myself with a bath towel.
The thought that police officers earned at least thirty silver dollars made his furrowed brows relax slightly, and his mind went blank.

Gradually, it seemed as if I was returning to a dream, and a flash of deep red appeared before my eyes, awakening my previous memories.

At the climax of that sacrifice, there was also an explosion of such colors.
Gu Liang stared wide-eyed as he struggled in the crimson waves. He finally managed to peek his head out of the water, only to be horrified to find that he had escaped the washroom and arrived at a hall shrouded in gray mist.

Not far away, a mysterious figure shrouded in mist sat high up, propping his head up with one hand and watching him quietly.

"Who...who are you?!" Gu Liang no longer doubted what the detective had said during the day.

This method is too mysterious.

"You're from the Core of Chaos?!"

"."

The mysterious man didn't speak, but his gaze seemed quite complex as he looked at Gu Liang, leaving him with no secrets whatsoever.

After a long while, he gently tapped the stone chair with his fingers:

You can call me...

"The Fool."

Near the New Scotland Yard University campus.

Across from Gu Liang's rented apartment, a team of several superhumans was monitoring the area, proving there was no truth to the earlier claims of insufficient police force.

"He hasn't come out yet. Has this kid gotten carried away?"

"Maybe... could it be that he just survived by luck?"

"That's possible, but his inspiration is stimulated and in an activated state, so we need to take it in and observe it."

Nothing happened overnight, but in the morning, the Special Operations Division received an urgent notice to recall all its personnel.

It is said that a leader has arrived from the Western Continent, and there are personnel changes in the Special Operations Division.

"They've only just arrived and they're already being late and putting on airs."

Gu Liang arrived late, his eyes still brimming with excitement. As soon as he entered the room, he heard many colleagues gossiping.

Could he be talking about himself?

Puzzled, Gu Liang noticed a group of people staring at him, and the entire police station fell silent.

"Excuse me."

A gloved hand landed on Gu Liang's shoulder. He reacted and quickly dodged.

Behind him, a slender man with black hair and brown eyes, whose temperament was somewhat similar to his own, brushed past him.

He glanced at Gu Liang out of the corner of his eye, then picked up a cane and walked into the Special Operations Division.

"I'm a little late, sorry. Let me introduce myself first." The man's voice was gentle as he removed the decorative hat typical of the Western Continent and said:
“Klein Moretti, you can call me Captain from now on.”

Quite young.
Gu Liang felt that the other party was not much older than him, yet he had become a special envoy leader of the Western Continent at that age.

I just don't know if they're here to gain prestige.

"I'm here to do only three things."

"First, we will draw personnel to form an investigation team."

"Second, investigate matters related to anti-Buddhism and a fallen God."

"Third, we recently received reports that an evil god named Fool has appeared, and he is suspected to be the true form of the Chaos Core."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the excitement in Gu Liang's eyes vanished, and his hands and feet turned ice cold.

As Klein turned around to organize his work, a slight upward curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although there is no way to go back for the time being, the most urgent task is to take advantage of this period of being out of contact to deal with the fallen God in this suspected mysterious nascent world.

This thing is the supreme true Buddha, which is the projection of the Buddha's 'other self'.

Originally, it didn't matter whether Su Lin was Haotian or God, but now it seems that it's necessary to strike first.

Star trails stretch ahead, and the train traverses the world of cause and effect, the realm of the mind, the mysterious realm of spirit, the universe of dreams, and various interpretations of cosmic fragments.

The fuel brought from exploring countless worlds, even if only passively, can burn for a very long time.

While you could do the same thing by personally piloting the Heavenly Palace, in terms of interior environment and comfort, a train is still the better choice.
Especially outside, where occasional fragments of cosmic light occasionally reach their end, revealing various disasters, the train interior enjoys music, a comfortable temperature, and ample supplies.

This contrasting atmosphere, similar to a post-apocalyptic safe house and a mobile base, gives people a strange sense of security and improves their mood.

Like a story of surviving an endless winter or a post-apocalyptic world, a warm drink would be perfect at this time.
Su Lin maintained an elegant smile, sat upright, and held the coffee cup by the handle with her index finger and thumb, remaining motionless just like Rohan Kishibe.

"If that's not enough, there's more. I received a permanent free supply of these coffee beans from the last competition." Himeko poured coffee for everyone with anticipation.
"We are often powerless in the face of such disasters, but at least we can cheer you on from the rear."

How should I put it?
If this hot, viscous black substance were liquid chocolate, I could accept it.

In a corner not far away, Walter, expressionless, secretly poured coffee into a potted plant that was said to live for hundreds of thousands of years, with his hands behind his back.

But not long after, the plant seemed to have overexcited itself, flowering, bearing fruit, and withering away, completing its life's explosion and depletion at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's a bit too much force.
Fortunately, Kaguya suggested trying to brew a whole pot directly, and Himeko left the carriage to prepare freshly ground coffee, which gave the others various solutions.

He fed it to his wife, who eats anything.

The medicine was diluted and prepared on-site for future resale.

They even used magic to turn things into coffee mushrooms and put them on Su Lin's food plate.

Su Lin thought for a moment, then poured the coffee onto the Azure Jade Void Sword, as if he were paying tribute to a deceased friend and finally pouring him a glass of wine.

Enchantment complete.

This sword is coated with a deadly poison.

"..." Meng Qi, being the sword spirit, didn't have taste buds at the moment, but he felt something trying to corrode the sword:

Why do you seem even more relaxed than before you came to the real world?

"I'm not the one who's trapped and has a headache, nor am I the one working overtime. Suddenly, I feel a sense of peace and tranquility. How wonderful, how wonderful," Su Lin exclaimed.

"Actually, doing reduction to seek emptiness is a different kind of opportunity for most people, like the origin of Type-Moon. Once you grasp it, you will always gain something."

Meng Qi shook his sword, scattering the coffee.

"That's true, but if the pigeon dragged me into the root of the problem, it would only be to the extent that I wanted to eat a roast pigeon."

Su Lin's gaze deepened: "But when I think about how long I was imprisoned in Eternity, only to find out in the end that the result was the same, I can't help but want to eat a whole pigeon feast."

So it was because he drew his sword and looked around, feeling lost and confused?
[Passengers, location confirmed at original anchor, en route to the first station in the real world, Pa.]
Pam's voice came through the radio.

Outside the carriage, a phantom starry river appeared and disappeared intermittently, and water rippled as the train sped by.

Before long, a streak of light appeared in the world, leaving a long trail. Unlike a meteor, it was not fast-moving, but rather it leisurely toured this vast universe with its flat sky and square earth.

"I felt that part of my true self that had dissipated."

A thread of cause and effect appeared and wrapped around the Azure Jade Void Sword.

"Wait, I can feel a physical body?!" Meng Qi was overjoyed.

He originally thought that his divine body had collapsed and merged with the Three Pure Ones' mark, and that he would not be able to get rid of his existence, which was residing in the sword, for a short time.

I didn't expect it
He was certain it wasn't some kind of reincarnation of a true spirit or anything like that. Although his cultivation had weakened considerably, probably only at the Outer Realm level, he could briefly regain his freedom of movement once he merged with that part of the true spirit.

Otherwise, Song Shuhang, who was personally taught sword-nurturing techniques by Su Lin, might not know what would have happened.

[The train has arrived at the station!]
"Strange, how did that part of my true spirit end up outside the Realm of Truth again?"

Meng Qi asked in surprise, "They're back again, and their cultivation has changed. Could it be that the Six Paths and the Demon Buddha are interfering in this way?"

Fortunately, the cause and effect have been restored; we can find out by catching up and taking a look.

I wonder how Xiao Sang, Master, Zhiwei, the little foodie, and Big Brother are doing.

They were all beings from the Real World, and they almost disappeared with the disillusionment of the Real World, but they should not have been harmed after the Real World stabilized.

In the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, the seemingly crowded Imperial Avenue was sparsely populated due to the wide road.

Several years have passed since the Qionghua Banquet. The Su family should have been somewhat impoverished due to the affairs of their patriarch and the previous emperor, but there has been no change at all. On the contrary, they are even better off than before.

Many people looked toward the Ruan family's carriage at the entrance of their mansion.

A handsome, refined, and somewhat resolute man walked out of the Su family home. The curtain was lifted, and a woman with a cool and beautiful appearance reached out and handed over a dried dragon fish.

The man paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips. He loosely grasped the other man's hand, accepted it gracefully, and casually reached out to flick the other man's nose.

"Everyone's saying the Su family has raised a good son; they're practically on their way to becoming in-laws with the Ruan family."

"Su Ziyuan is really promising. He's entered the outdoor shooting industry at such a young age. Who wouldn't want such a talented young man?"

"Sigh, it's so frustrating to compare yourself to others. I heard that Fairy Ruan has recently entered the outdoor scene. How enviable!"

"I heard that Fairy Swordswoman is also about to start filming on location. This generation truly has countless outstanding talents."

In the distant Jianghu teahouse, discussions were in full swing. As the sun set, the crowd gradually dispersed, but a group of people remained, staring at each other in bewilderment.

They looked at a deep blue longsword that resembled a divine weapon.

After a long silence, Meng Qi finally spoke: "Impossible."

It is absolutely impossible.

What do you mean by me and the little foodie stepping onto the outdoor set together while Jiang Zhiwei is still lingering outside?!
What's going on with that part of my true spirit?!
Even if it's a fragment of cosmic light evolved from the real world, it shouldn't be like this. Among countless fragments of cosmic light, there shouldn't be a second Su Ziyuan, that is, Su Meng, this demonic Buddha.

"I see." Su Lin clapped his hands, exclaiming in sudden realization.

"What?! I see?!"

"You call yourself a martial arts fanatic, and you don't even know this?"

Su Lin glanced at Meng Qi and said, "Just like the Great Dragon Girl Guo Xiang and the Little Dragon Girl."

"If 'I' had entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation first, and saved Meng Qi from danger when he was still Zhen Ding, taught him martial arts, and brought him into the martial world, would he have fallen in love with 'me' instead of Jiang Zhiwei? And since 'I' wasn't obsessed with the sword, I could have taken him back to the Ruan family when he was expelled from Shaolin, and we could have eaten lots of delicious food together."

"That possibility also exists, right?"

bang-

The Azure Jade Void Sword lay motionless on the ground.

"Look at you, you're in a hurry."

　This chapter is longer, please forgive my lateness.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)