The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Gu Jianlin's heart tightened as he carefully studied the woman before him, asking, "How do you know so much?"

Ji Zhou raised her brow in displeasure, catching the skepticism in his gaze: "What do you mean?"

"Senior, how old are you?"

Gu Jianlin asked bluntly.

Ji Zhou didn't expect the young man to be so bold and hesitated for a moment: "Four hundred and seventy-two years."

Gu Jianlin's eyes widened: "Over four hundred years?"

"I am of the same generation as the President."

Ji Zhou replied calmly: "We have lived this long because we take good care of ourselves. Your teacher is different, though. The King of Qing has clashed with the Ancient Supreme far too many times, exhausting a significant amount of his life force."

Gu Jianlin's heart stirred: "Who has he fought so many times?"

Ji Zhou turned to gaze at the boundless sandstorm outside and said indifferently, "Xuanming Venerable, twice. Vermilion Bird Venerate, three times. Bai Ze Venerable, twelve times. Candle Dragon Venerable, seventy-four times."

"Wait a moment."

Gu Jianlin felt as though he had been struck by lightning: "Candle Dragon Venerable, seventy-four times?"

A trace of nostalgia flickered through Ji Zhou's eyes: "Yes. I watched him grow up back then. Even in those days, he loved leveraging the Heavenly Person Realm to spar playfully with that supreme figure. If not for those numerous battles, he might not have grown to this extent. Candle Dragon Venerable never harbored killing intent; it seemed more like he was playing with him."

She pondered her phrasing for a moment: "Or perhaps, testing something with the strongest human in history."

Gu Jianlin found himself lost in thought.

He himself could recklessly traverse the Ancient God Realm, provoking that old monster.

Calculating it that way.

Gu Jianlin and his teacher were evenly matched.

"Actually, the Human World's current stability owes much to the King of Qing repeatedly disturbing the Ancient Supreme's slumber. However, the one who contributed the most to the Human World is also the one who caused the most destruction."

Ji Zhou remarked: "That's why the President dislikes him... You're his student, but don't mimic his actions. Just master what he teaches you and steer clear of his bad habits."

Gu Jianlin fell silent for a while: "Teacher never tells me these things."

"The King of Qing has his own method of educating students. He emphasizes gradual progress, allowing things to unfold naturally."

Ji Zhou said: "If it's not something you need to know now, he naturally won't tell you."

Gu Jianlin thought this made sense. His teacher and senior brother were always mysterious, frequently disappearing as if treating him like a child.

Never telling him anything.

Never requiring him to do anything.

Suddenly, he spoke: "Senior."

Ji Zhou glanced at him: "Yes?"

"I heard from my senior brother that Teacher's old wounds have flared up again, and he's in a lot of pain."

Gu Jianlin asked, "Is there a way to ease it?"

Ji Zhou pondered: "From my perspective, this is his own doing. He's old, burdened with too many chronic ailments, and most importantly, he defies the heavens, matching gods with a mortal body. The strain is immense. Extending his life would be incredibly difficult, and right now he must be in extreme pain."

Extreme pain.

Gu Jianlin was stunned.

"Your level of evolution is likely deeper than Tang Ling's; otherwise, during the incident at Black Cloud City, you wouldn't have been able to eliminate those weaklings, even if they were injured."

Ji Zhou looked deeply at him: "You must have experienced the pain of being countered by the rules."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

He had forgotten about this.

Back in Black Cloud City, he'd barely wielded a small amount of power to kill a few weaklings.

And nearly fainted from the pain, only recovering later thanks to Dragon Marrow Liquid.

Whereas his teacher demonstrated Quasi-Supreme Level!

"The difference in power between the King of Qing and the strength you used that time measures the magnitude of his pain compared to yours."

Ji Zhou stated calmly: "To my knowledge, he cannot avoid it for now."

Gu Jianlin suddenly grew silent, thinking of the elderly man sitting in the wheelchair, his heart inexplicably heavy.

"Is there no way to ease it?"

He asked.

Ji Zhou stared at him for a few seconds.

"You're quite filial."

She remarked: "There is a way. Theoretically, somewhere in the Sea of Eternal Life, there might be something that can alleviate his pain. Of course, this is merely theoretical; whether such a thing exists, no one can say for sure."

Upon hearing there might be hope, Gu Jianlin felt much more relieved: "Senior, I want to join the Vanguard for this investigation of the Sea of Eternal Life. But I feel my strength isn't adequate yet. Is there any Mythical Weapon suitable for me?"

Looking out at the array of Mythical Weapons, they truly were numerous.

For some reason, Ji Zhou suddenly smiled strangely.

Gu Jianlin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Then, the eerie smile vanished.

As if it had been an illusion.

"There is something."

Ji Zhou said, "And there are three options."

Gu Jianlin adopted a serious, eager-to-learn expression.

Ji Zhou pulled out a tablet from her pocket, tapped on it casually a couple of times, and handed it to him: "The first is a Demon Sword unearthed from the Nordic World Tree, named Lei Wating. The Sword of Apocalypse, also the Sword of Conflagration. Back then, Thunder considered this Mythical Weapon but ultimately abandoned it due to poor compatibility."

"The second originates from the Fusang Divine Palace and is called the Heavenly Divine Throne. It matches your nickname quite nicely. It's a massive throne that can be stored in a matrix, summoned when necessary."

She added: "However, it's a defensive-type Mythical Weapon."

Gu Jianlin shook his head: "I don't need defense."

"The last one is quite interesting."

Ji Zhou looked at him: "It's a Tang Blade, and according to records, it was created by Candle Dragon Venerable."

Gu Jianlin blurted out: "Old monster?"

Ji Zhou frowned: "What?"

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