Chapter 3104: Chapter 1595: Sorrows Not Forgotten in Forget Sorrow Tower, Endless Sorrow in the Wooden Statue_2
Holy Emperor!
Shouldn’t I be anxious!
“Kong! Yu! Hen—”
Wangze Holy Emperor articulated each syllable with murderous resolve.
After a good Ten Aura, his words softened, “Let out.”
Creak, creak, creak…
...
Kong Yuhen was carving facing Huang Quan, “Lift your chin a bit higher.”
Huang Quan was neither a wood carving nor deaf; upon hearing the command, he raised his chin slightly.
“Lower it a bit.”
It lowered slightly.
“Too much.”
Lifted back slightly.
“Good, hold that position, soon your statue will be placed alongside theirs.” Kong Yuhen casually pointed at the ten wooden carvings of the Supre Sovereigns on the table to the left and resud his carving.
Creak, creak, creak…
Wangze Holy Emperor glanced at the one-third completed Huang Quan statue, then back at his own, which was nearly seventy percent complete, suddenly, a stream of devilish energy surged around him.
“Bang!”
With a single point of his finger at the displaying table, it exploded into flying fragnts of wood.
He turned his head toward the entrance of the staircase to the right of the tea table, pressed his palm against it, and the staircase shattered with a roar.
He raised his gaze again toward the attic ceiling, his palms forming pinching spells, as if he were about to blast through it from All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion and forcibly escape to intervene in the great situation at the Divine Relics and stir a storm.
But then…
“Drip drop!”
On the wooden wall behind the attic, the pendulum of the wooden clock swung back.
The tea table restored.
The displaying table restored.
The ten Supre Sovereign statues and others also followed in restoration.
The destruction that had just occurred seed as if it never happened.
True to its na, All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, Wangze Holy Emperor’s anxiety was soothed away by ti itself.
“Kong Yuhen!”
“Let out!”
Wangze Holy Emperor turned back and roared, “If you keep trapping like this, do you believe I will take action against you?”
Kong Yuhen turned his head, a smile in his voice:
“Please.”
Once outside this pavilion, he was chased by the tendrils of the Di Ying Holy Plant, nearly pierced right through.
Inside this pavilion, only that tree has never co in, otherwise, she too would calmly sit down for tea.
Anxious?
The tree shouldn’t be so anxious.
People likewise, haste makes waste. If Wangze Holy Emperor hadn’t lost his temper these ten or so tis, his statue would have been completed long ago, and there would be no reason to keep him here.
Of course, Kong Yuhen’s invitation into All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion wasn’t solely to help Xu Xiaoshou.
He had his own motives:
“My friend, there is sothing I have always been very curious about.”
“Feng stops in sumr calm, feng surges in raging waves, one can see that you’re not a very restrained person.”
“But, since you chose to take action on my All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, why don’t you act against directly, rely warning repeatedly?” Kong Yuhen was genuinely curious.
Huang Quan, upon hearing this, turned his head slightly.
Clearly, he too had been curious about this question these past few days. How could a Holy Emperor not dare to act against a junior?
But soon, he forced his face back to its original position.
Curiosity, for Huang Quan, had been trained to be… quite minimal a long ti ago.
“Plop.”
Wangze Holy Emperor sat back down on the stool, flashes of ancient history passing through his mind.
In the history of Wu Rao Emperor Realm, seven people had encountered Kong Yuhen and left records that later generations could read.
In the few related pages of “Ti History,” a page was empty before and after, roughly enough to hold more than twenty nas, nas that subsequent readers could not see.
And a book as thick as three fingers, flipping through it, only had a few dozen pages visible, noting so trivial matters; rarely did anyone close the book and later recall the oddity within. Was this normal?
Not normal.
Rao Wangze knew it was “not normal” and now also knew the “oddity.”
In the history of Wu Rao Emperor Realm, his talent was not the best; he considered himself to be diocre, otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought the “Rao” surna from the fourth position in Yue Bei Hua Rao Path close to last.
But so predecessors were indeed impressive.
Among those seven predecessors who had recorded the na “Kong Yuhen” and related major events, the seventh left such a comnt:
“From this, one can see that there is a Kong Yuhen in every generation. I therefore have reason to suspect he is a traveler of ti, a witness of history, a seeker of fate.”
“He is searching for an answer, unless he finds that answer, he will continue to wander… or perhaps, this is not ‘wandering’ at all, he, no, He is…”
He is what?
The predecessor did not seem to be one who liked to keep people in suspense; he must have left so writing, but it was not apparent at this point.
Maybe his power was limited.
Maybe what was limited was oneself.
After all, that line of text had been gradually uncovered by Rao Wangze with the passage of ti.
He also dared not jump to any conclusions, and add a few words on his own initiative—he didn’t believe he had the right to do so.
But still!
The character “He,” however one thought about it, should not have been used to describe an ordinary person in that predecessor’s era, right?
Amidst the turbulence of thoughts, the tea table had returned to calm, leaving only the annoying “creak, creak, creak” of the carving knife.
After the Ten High Nobles appeared a Kong Yuhen.
Outside All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, Rao Wangze had already decided, regardless of when and where, he would not beco an enemy of Kong Yuhen, unwilling to be entangled in this significant cause and effect.
In the pavilion, he naturally wouldn’t act against Kong Yuhen.
But should these things be said?
Glancing at Huang Quan, Wangze Holy Emperor bit back the words that had slipped to his throat ti and again, but were hard to utter.
History is a treasure;
culture, a legacy.
In the other four major families, such hidden records wouldn’t likely exist. How could Rao Wangze possibly reveal such treasures in the presence of outsiders?
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