The room was filled with scarlet light, emanating layer upon layer under the stimulation of the Ancient Text Array.
The three people at the center of the array patterns seed to beco a whole within the invisible spiritual link.
At this mont, they should be imrsed in "Ancient Text Comprehension"...
But Gu Shen opened his eyes.
Hu Po stared blankly at this scene, not understanding why Gu Shen would awaken.
At this ti, Gu Shen should be comprehending.
No matter how fast comprehension is, it takes so ti.
Unless... there is no comprehension.
"Actually,"
"From the first eting, I felt sothing strange."
Standing at the center of the array patterns, Gu Shen slowly lifted his palm from "Ian’s" palm.
The old man and Chu Ling were still in the dormant stage of the spiritual link. Comprehending the ancient text, in essence, was not serious; this spiritual link was akin to the transfer and exchange of knowledge, so the spiritual aura they emitted at the mont was very gentle.
"You should only be thirty years old, at the pri of youthfulness... Why is there an aura of decay about you?"
Gu Shen looked at Hu Po, calmly saying, "Although after I delivered the ’letter,’ upon eting again, the aura of decay about you dissipated completely, the intuition of a Spiritual Extraordinary can never be wrong. If your aura remained consistently within ’shadowed dusk,’ perhaps I wouldn’t be suspicious, but precisely because it ’flashed and disappeared,’ it made pay extra attention."
Hu Po was silent for several seconds and said, "Mr. Xiao Gu, I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
"There’s no need to address like that anymore."
Gu Shen spoke lightly, tearing off the disguise: "Think carefully about those ’events’ that happened after our eting; haven’t you noticed those unreasonable parts yet?"
Unreasonable?
Hu Po’s pupils contracted; he began trying hard to recall in his mind.
Where was it unreasonable...
The earlier story should have been flawless; this young man has only lived so many years...
"An elderly man, aged to the point of not being able to speak, who can only sit in a wheelchair, can only transmit a wisp of his own thought by wearing a special spiritual link equipnt."
"Can such a person really be considered ’alive’?"
Gu Shen glanced back at the old man sitting in the wheelchair.
He whispered softly: "In this situation, describing him as a living dead would be more accurate. Every move he makes is like a puppet controlled by strings; the person who truly holds the power of speech is actually you... Even such a task as wearing the equipnt requires you. You can effortlessly connect your spirit to the device; he cannot utter even a word; he can only sit."
In the stark contrast of spiritual power, achieving all this isn’t difficult at all.
"You’re saying I controlled ’Ian’?"
Hu Po seed to have heard a joke.
"Indeed, here cos the... second unreasonable point."
Gu Shen said, "When we first t, you straightforwardly refused us entry into the courtyard; back then, you directly nad ’Ian’... Although you never again referred to him like that, I was still puzzled. Your teacher, who was renowned as a Master antiquarian in Central Continent, why would you address him so casually?"
"Later, ’that person’ reminded ."
Hu Po was startled again: "That person?"
"The test subject who escaped during the ’Ancient Literature Society experint’."
Gu Shen paused, speaking with an eerie tone: "He told that one must never jump to conclusions about soone they have never seen in person... Before setting off to Central Continent, I had never even seen ’Ian’ in person. This Master’s records are preserved in Upper City, and because he has lived so long and kept a deep seclusion, even Deep Sea couldn’t find his records from these years. No one knows what ’Ian’ looks like."
Upon seeing a youth pushing a wheelchair, and in the wheelchair sat an elderly man paralyzed beyond self-control.
Everyone would instinctively assu—the old man is Master Ian.
But perhaps, the truth was precisely the opposite.
"Don’t you find what you said too absurd?"
"Reality tends to be even more absurd."
Gu Shen calmly said, "I believe you are the real ’Ian Leonard’."
"When you first entered the cellar, you lied. The research on the ’taboo ancient text’ wasn’t as simple as you claid, having only researched a prologue. Because you deciphered the correct ’ancient text,’ the stack of blueprints you presented at the ti was precisely lacking crucial information."
"Regarding Holin’s story, you also lied. The old tales of the laboratory from years ago cannot be verified, but you hid the true reason why he was engrossed in practicing diligently at Holy Cross Academy."
"The true reason driving Holin’s dedicated practice was none other than the ’ancient text’ collected in this basent... This taboo ancient text contains ’ultimate power,’ which was why Turing ordered it to be destroyed; you were just reluctant because you had already tasted the benefits in this ancient text."
The lengthy pause.
Gu Shen spoke each word clearly: "If my guess is correct, if you really are the Ian who has lived one hundred twenty-one years, then the power corresponding to this taboo ancient text should be the ’Longevity Technique.’
It could be labeled by Xiao as the "strongest" forbidden technique, capable of driving an entity like him to pursue it with such madness.
It’s probably none other than immortality.
Xiao wants to defy the Extraordinary Iron Law of "eternal life."
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