The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Are the colored glazes between those buildings some kind of extraordinary material?" Xing Mo asked.

　"That's Dragon Repelling Glass," the butler explained gently. "On a normal day, it naturally absorbs spiritual energy and stores it within. If a dragon attacks, the energy within the glass will be immediately released and attack the dragon through our glass beam guidance system."

　"With the entire city under the guidance of Liuli, even the Dragon King would be destroyed in an instant."

　After the housekeeper said this, Xing Mo nodded thoughtfully, thinking to himself that this city was really solemn. The whole city was armed, just to prevent the attack of the Dragon King?

　But she soon figured out the reason: as the headquarters of the People's Hall, if there is no power to resist the Jiedushi, how can one establish prestige?

　"Do all the residents in the city voluntarily install dragon-repellent glass on their roofs?" Xing Mo was a little curious.

　"Of course, the Yanxia people have come all the way from the era of dragon notification," the butler smiled politely. "In fact, the Retreating Dragon Glass hasn't been used for many years. Even so, no one has ever taken it down from the roof. Now, it has become a way for the people of Lidu to pray for good fortune."

　"Everyone is united." Xing Mo nodded.

　Soon, with a "ding" sound, the steam elevator reached the highest point of the building.

　"Please come in," the butler extended his hand, "You two."

　Xingmo nodded, took Aurora's hand, and exited the elevator together. The spacious living room, decorated in an antique style and spacious and elegant, exuded the majestic atmosphere of a wealthy family.

　At the end of the living room, a hospital bed was placed, surrounded by a dazzling array of tubes and wires. A group of medical staff in white coats were surrounding the bed, looking very busy.

　"Commander, Saint Shikoti Amura has arrived." The butler walked to the bedside and whispered.

　"I understand. Then you can leave. I'll chat for about half an hour at most. You won't die in such a short time."

　The coach's voice was kind, soft yet with a hint of majesty. The medical staff immediately dispersed with the housekeeper, passing by Xingmo and Aurora.

　After they all disappeared beside the bed, Xingmo finally saw the person lying on the bed clearly.

　She was wearing a white hospital gown, with tubes connected all over her body. Her skin was as dry as a tree and looked completely bloodless.

　But when Xing Mo met her sparkling black eyes, he felt a strong vitality rushing towards him.

　"It's our first meeting, Miss Saint. I'm sorry that it's not convenient for me to stand up and entertain you."

　The old man smiled faintly at Xingmo, his expression gentle:

　"I'm the head coach of Renyantang, Cheng Haihua."

　"I've retrieved the files on the Haishangyun you requested."

Chapter 437: Seeking Scales (Part 7) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Coach Cheng Haihua motioned Xingmo to come closer and pressed a button next to the bed.

　A small groove protruded from the wall, and Xingmo took a look and saw a scroll inside.

　She picked up the scroll, poured her spiritual energy into it, and suddenly felt a powerful supernatural force surging within it.

　"The secrecy level is very high." Xing Mo said.

　"After all, that's the Haishangyun," Cheng Haihua smiled faintly, "In the past ten years, the entire Yanxia has only conducted one extraordinary exploration of this level, and it has only failed once."

　"Failure..." Xing Mo recalled the first day in his memory, the sinking of the giant ship.

　"I don't recommend you open the scroll now. If you read it with your naked eyes, the secrets within would drain even a demigod's soul. It's best to use a transcendental analyzer to slowly extract the information," Cheng Haihua suggested. "However, I can give you a brief account of... that reckless act back then."

　"Are you okay?" Xing Mo put away the scroll and sat down beside the bed.

　"Haha, although I'm almost at the end of my rope, it's just the law of nature," Cheng Haihua smiled faintly. "But... I'm curious, Miss Saint, can you see my fate?"

　"No one's destiny is visible," Xing Mo shook her head. "Destiny is an invisible flow."

　"Yet you can interfere with the flow, such a wonderful power." Cheng Haihua nodded slightly. "Back then, the Renyan Hall was visited by that demigod from the academy. He promised to give us the power to observe the flow and provided us with a coordinate."

　That demigod from the academy...? Xing Mo frowned slightly and said:

　"You mean Principal Merlin?"

　"Merlin, Crow, any name is the same," Cheng Haihua waved her hand, "You also know that he is an ancient god, with extraordinary power flowing in his blood.

　Power... He showed us the power you possess, the strings of fate... so bright..."

　"That's what he told us at the beginning."

　Suddenly, Cheng Haihua recalled that day decades ago, in the same room, a polite man sat opposite her and took off his top hat.

　At that time, she was not yet in bed, relying on mechanical tubes to maintain her life.

　"Commander Cheng Haihua," Merlin said softly, "I think you should know what's about to happen to us. As an observer of the Slate of Truth, you should have read those time points."

　"The Skeleton Gate will rise in decades, but we can't pinpoint the exact year or day," Cheng Haihua nodded. "You are destiny's child. Since you've traveled across the ocean, you must have some suggestions for me."

　"Of course. After all, Renyantang is the most powerful organization in Yanxia, ​​and the Academy has been corrupted by the Decep family and cannot carry out such a high-level secret operation."

　Merlin smiled awkwardly, then took out a blueprint from inside his coat and pushed it to Cheng Haihua:

　"What I want to offer you is the anchor of destiny."

　""

　Xing Mo picked up the drawing that Cheng Haihua handed over, and imagined Professor Merlin's mysterious expression in her mind.

　"The anchor of destiny...?" she murmured softly.

　The drawing depicted the outline of the continent of Vesta with simple lines and marked a point somewhere in the center of the Sea of ​​​​Between.

　"This map shows the coordinates of the sunken city of Laslan, located right in the center of your Sea of ​​​​Break," Cheng Haihua explained. "It was a maritime kingdom that once stood at the center of the Sea of ​​​​Break, but it sank after a natural disaster and eventually disappeared without a trace."

　"The sunken city of Laslan..." Xingmo murmured.

　She recalled a trip she had once taken on the sea: the pirate king, Delem Kans, had held an auction in an ancient ruin whose architectural style was something Xingmo had never seen before.

　That time, she was convinced that there had been another civilization on the sea between the seas.

　During that adventure, Xingmo also saw with his own eyes the pale angel beneath the sea.

　"Laslan, an ancient civilization that believes in the Pale Angel," Cheng Haihua nodded slightly. "Of course, to this day, our understanding of this ancient civilization is almost zero. Even the scroll in your hand that records highly secrets only scratches the surface."

　"But Merlin told us that that civilization is the guardian of the goddess, and what they are guarding is the remnant of the divine war that created the world..."

　""

　"You should know about the divine war that led to the emergence of the Sea of ​​​​Breakdown, right?" Looking at Cheng Haihua who was examining the map, Merlin tapped the table with his index finger. "After that divine war, the Dark Moon Dragon fell. A part of him that remained fell into the depths of the world and became Yan Xia's father god. The other part, which was related to the characteristics of truth, was sealed by the goddess and fell into the waves of the Sea of ​​​​Breakdown, and is guarded by God's chosen people."

　"Those chosen ones are the ancient Laslan people. When the Sea of ​​​​Between was formed, they were protected by the starlight of the goddess and survived. From then on, they became believers of the goddess, guarding the deepest secrets of the world for her."

　"This secret is the blue star, the key to unlocking the truth."

　"The Machiavelli Empire seems to have been searching for the Blue Star," Cheng Haihua's voice became more serious. "Does this star really have the power to anchor the truth?"

　"Yes, but in my opinion... it's not really important."

　Merlin smiled slightly. His smile was always so unpredictable, elegant yet with a hint of cunning.

　Seeing his smile, Cheng Haihua frowned slightly:

　"Let's get straight to the point."

　"We are going to find the sunken city of Aslan and free the sunken thing from its embryo," Merlin said formally. "It will be an intelligent entity, but it will most likely not be dominated by the blue stars, but by the golden full moon that binds it."

　"As long as the golden full moon appears in the world, history will come to an end. As long as we observe it, everything recorded on the Slate of Truth will be able to be accurately timed."

　"She is the anchor of destiny..."

　""

　Destiny, anchor.

　Listening to Cheng Haihua retelling what Merlin said, Xingmo's pupils trembled slightly.

　"you mean..."

　"What the Haishang Yun found in the sunken city of Aslan was you," Cheng Haihua smiled kindly at Xingmo. "Everything is recorded in the scroll. You can verify it yourself later, but the only point is... you, Xingmo, are the silent object that the Haishang Yun found."

　The moment the truth was revealed, even though Xing Mo was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

　Sealed deep within the sunken city...the anchor of fate...

　Is it me...?

　She felt her hands trembling slightly. Even though she had long been aware that her identity was extremely secretive, this feeling of confirmation...

　...some distortion.

　It turned out that she was not a relative of any crew member of the Haishang Yun, so her family naturally did not exist because she was fished out of the deep sea by that ship.

　A sunken object, walking in the world in the form of a human

　The truth behind the Dark Moon Dragon's fall was hidden within her body. Such a great secret was carried on her body so casually.

　""

　When Xing Mo was in a daze, she suddenly felt her hand being held by another small hand.

　She lowered her head and saw Aurora staring at Cheng Haihua, not looking at her.

　But the hand was clenched tightly.

　""

　Xingmo held it back slightly with the same strength, trying to calm herself down.

　Seeing this, Cheng Haihua continued:

　"The Haishangyun is arguably the most highly armed research vessel currently available in terms of occult standards. The entire ship is coated in rare metals, effectively isolating the inner and outer spirit worlds. It is also equipped with thousands of wind-chord stabilization units, allowing it to calmly navigate the seas even under the direct impact of a typhoon."

　"The initial exploration of the sunken city of Raslan went smoothly. The explorers successfully found the city ruins. The initial reconnaissance... exploration... planning went smoothly."

　"With Merlin's help, the Sea Cloud quickly entered its final phase—entering the sunken city and searching for the sunken objects. Led by Merlin, five Saint-level wizards also dived underwater and recovered the sunken objects according to the planned route."

　Having said that, Cheng Haihua sighed softly:

　"The last news we received was that the exploration team successfully recovered the sunken object."

　"Then, Haishangyun lost contact with us."

　"When we contacted the ship again, the Haishangyun had already sunk, and Merlin was the only survivor."

　"He refused to discuss any of the events that took place, repeatedly emphasizing that anyone attempting to learn would be subject to extreme secrecy. The Hall of Human Speech sent a saint to attempt to receive the information. Ten minutes after conversing with Merlin, his transcendental state collapsed, transforming into a pool of rotting flesh."

　"So far, what exactly happened on the Sea Cloud has completely become a secret in Merlin's mind."

　"But...at least those explorers accomplished their mission, that is..."

　"...brought you into the world."

　After Cheng Haihua finished speaking, Xing Mo took a deep breath and whispered:

　"This is too bizarre."

　"I know... this might not be easy for you to accept," Cheng Haihua smiled reassuringly. "Who can accept that they're actually a secret from the deep sea? Merlin told me that the first day you remember was the salvage site of the Haishang Yun. You didn't know anything about that ship, so we can't blame you for the sinking of that ship."

　"What you may not know is that your entire life has been under the supervision of the academic community and the public opinion establishment. Of course, it's not surveillance, but we will observe your every action, every choice, and every desire."

　"Facts have proven that you are indeed the anchor of destiny," Cheng Haihua sighed softly. "Since the advent of the Citadel of Mortiheim, you have participated in almost every major event that will be recorded in history: the Citadel's October Rain, the Imperial Garden Invasion, the Disaster at the Giant King's Court, the Fall of the Mist God, the Citadel's Counterattack, the Fall of the Father God... Until now, by observing your behavior, we have accurately determined the possible rise time of the Skeleton Gate and have made preparations in advance."

　"Thanks to your presence, the Glazed Building in Lidu is always fully charged, and the Dragon Repelling Light Prism Tower is ready to fire at any time. This makes most Jiedushi afraid to act too obviously—except for the two premeditated guardians, Yazi and Chiwen, of course."

　"Just think about it. If we had just begun preparing when the Skeleton Gate rose, what kind of chaos would Yanxia be in? The Jiedushi's loss of control would immediately cause a large number of casualties, not to mention the Black Dragon Society lurking in the shadows."

　"For this, I must thank you on behalf of the people of Yanxia, ​​Miss Xingmo."

　After Cheng Haihua finished speaking, she gave Xing Mo a gentle smile.

　Xing Mo didn't know what Cheng Haihua had experienced, nor did she know why she was qualified to be at the highest position in the world of public opinion, but from her gentle and kind face, Xing Mo could truly feel the vicissitudes of life that came from the tempering of wind and rain.

　This vicissitudes of life also make the kindness she shows more clear.

　"My thoughts are a little confused," Xingmo shook her head slightly, "but thank you."

　"We all experience confusion and hesitation, and there's nothing shameful about it," Cheng Haihua said with a faint smile. "In fact, as an old man, I don't have many words of advice to offer you. You've already shown the qualities of a leader at your age. To be fair, even I couldn't do that in my past."

　"You are already very good. There is no need to let these so-called truths disturb your mind. Just do what you should do."

　"Thank you for your comfort." Xingmo nodded.

　Exhaling a breath, Xing Mo temporarily suppressed the panic he felt when his life story was revealed.

　She thought for a moment, then asked:

　"So, regarding the Corpse Gate, what are Renyantang's next plans?"

　"The Gate of Skeletons is destined to rise. It is the Dragon Gate, born for dragons and destined to be leaped over by dragons," Cheng Haihua whispered. "It's impossible to stop the trend of history. We are all slaves to fate, and all we can do is go with the flow."

　"The dragon destined to leap over the Dragon Gate is Moondust, also known as the Azure Star.