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Xiao Yun slowly turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Opposite me was the third seat from the top of the long table.

A tall figure sat in a high-backed chair, his face shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it impossible to see his features.

However, even with the gray fog obstructing their view, they could still sense the other person's gaze.

It's fiery yet playful, like a street thug with no restraint.

"This guy is disgusting."

Xiao Yun frowned.

"Clean up, you upside-down man, you scared them."

Another female voice came from the left, but this time it was from the same side.

On the far left, The generous woman cast a friendly glance my way.

"Hello, let me introduce myself first. My code name is Moon."

"You're scared because it's your first time here, right? It's okay, we were like that the first time we came here too."

Xiao Yun didn't answer, and the woman didn't seem to care, continuing to speak to herself:

"Seeing this gray fog, and the long table and high-backed chairs, I guess you might be thinking of a scene from a novel, but rest assured, this place is completely different. There's nothing old or eerie about it. Our codenames are just for easy memorization, and of course, they're also some of our little pleasures..."

Xiao Yun listened quietly, not daring to make any big movements, but simply observing everything in his line of sight without making a sound.

Just as the woman said, this place is indeed not above the legendary black mist, as can be seen from the kind-looking old man with a white beard sitting at the head of the table.

The fact that he didn't deliberately conceal his appearance already revealed his identity.

"He should be the owner here, or at least the manager."

Xiao Yun guessed what was going on, his gaze sweeping past him and looking behind him.

In the air, gray fog churned, casting a hazy light down from it.

Through the hazy light and swirling mist, Xiao Yun seemed to see a corner of the pure white tower.

"This tower should be the main feature of this space."

After observing for a while, Xiao Yun basically understood the current situation.

There were a total of 22 high-backed chairs. Excluding the first and last seats, there were 10 on each side. My seat was on the right side of the head seat, the fourth one from the top, which was about the middle.

"Everyone has a layer of gray mist on them, including me. That's actually a good thing, as it means I don't have to worry about my identity being exposed. However, my identity..."

Xiao Yun lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the black robe he was wearing, and then at his hands with white knuckles.

"It's not a shared vision, yet I can actually control the Raven King's body."

The Crow King's consciousness hadn't disappeared either; it remained within this body, but after arriving at this strange place, it shrank to the side to avoid affecting its performance.

"Was it because of the shared spiritual connection that the ritual transported both of our spirits to this place? How amazing..."

Xiao Yun muttered to himself. Just then, the old man at the head of the table suddenly waved his hand and said:

"Forgive me for interrupting you, Miss Moon, but if you keep going like this, we won't have time to get down to business tonight, so I'll do the talking."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Ta, I got too excited."

Miss Moon said apologetically, then listened quietly to the old man's words.

Xiao Yun sat up straight, listening attentively.

"Don't be shy. Anyone who has come here by following the guidance of fate is a friend."

The old man, known as Mr. Tower, smiled and said:

"You should have seen that white tower as well. This space is part of the white tower, and all of this was built in the endless distant past, surviving through the birth and death of eras."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun showed a slight look of surprise.

Mr. Ta seemed quite pleased with his reaction, and his smile became even more benevolent.

"And I am the master of this space. I was awakened not long ago with the restoration of the White Tower. By chance, I met Miss Moon and Mr. Hanged Man. They were just as surprised as you when they first came here. Of course, they also brought me some interesting knowledge."

"Based on their suggestions, I set up this place to provide convenience for all friends who come here. Everyone can trade information and resources here. I will use the power of the White Tower as a regulator to ensure that the transactions are fair and reliable."

"We are free to come and go here. If you don't want to have contact with us strange people, just close your eyes, simulate the feeling of sleeping, and you can leave."

"However, if you'd like to join..."

Mr. Ta smiled, beckoned, and a tarot deck missing four cards appeared before Xiao Yun.

"Then choose a tarot card as your code name."

Eighteen tarot cards floated before his eyes, but Xiao Yun made no move.

He didn't want to join this strange organization.

"Overall, this place is similar to the Eternal Blood Relics, and this Mr. Tower should be the core of the relics. It's a bit strange for the core of the relics to be doing these things."

In particular, Mr. Ta's words sounded half true and half false. He used the guise of mutual help, but no one dared to show their face, which made him seem to have ulterior motives.

Seeing that Xiao Yun had not made a move, Miss Moon spoke up to persuade him:

"Although I understand your hesitation and doubts, I still advise you not to give up this opportunity."

"This is our chance to rise to the top. Take myself for example. On the night of the full moon, I was just an ordinary person who hadn't even stepped into the ninth sequence. But after joining here, in less than a week, I became a well-known professional."

"You can get everything here, you can even trade with Mr. Tower, taking our knowledge in exchange for the mysterious knowledge of the last era."

"Mysterious knowledge from the previous era?"

"Yes, you can't imagine how powerful the knowledge Mr. Ta has presented is!"

At this point, the woman's words were filled with excitement:

"Just a summoning circle given to me by Mr. Tower allowed me to summon an incredibly powerful companion, whose strength rivals that of an eighth-order professional!"

As she spoke, she nodded respectfully to Mr. Ta, who simply smiled modestly and said that it was all he should do.

A storm raged within Xiao Yun's heart:

"Mystical knowledge from the last era? The ability to summon creatures comparable to eighth-order professionals—isn't this something that can't be revealed due to the limitations imposed by the remnants of civilization? Could it be that what the astral spirit said was false?"

Xiao Yun quickly refuted this conjecture:

"No, the astral spirits have no reason to lie to me. If they truly harbored ill intentions, they would have killed me with the power of the ruins long ago. In other words... there's something wrong with this Mr. Tower!"

Seeing that Xiao Yun remained silent with his head down, Miss Moon chuckled softly and shook her head:

"Tch, you treat kindness like dirt. You can't even accept an opportunity that's offered to you. You're such a coward!"

Everyone has their own ambitions; you can't force them.

Mr. Ta said calmly. Just then, at the second to last position on the left side of the long table, a figure slowly appeared amidst the trembling of gray mist.

"Sorry I'm late."

A deep, resonant voice rang out, and the person appeared to be middle-aged:

"Hmm, another new member has joined?"

"Good evening, Mr. Soldier. Unfortunately, it seems this friend has no intention of joining."

Mr. Ta smiled, waved his hand, and was about to put away the tarot cards.

Just then, Xiao Yun, who had been silent until now, reached out and grasped a tarot card, uttering his first words since entering this place:

"I choose... Death."