The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1070 - 500: Tomb Robbing

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Chapter 1070: Chapter 500: Tomb Robbing

Several times, it has been proven that the more Gu Jianlin worries about something, the more likely it is to happen.

Ying Changsheng rushed over at the fastest speed. Of course, he had no choice but to be fast, as this concerned his clandestine mission and even his life safety. He finally realized how frightful it was to collaborate with this man in front of him because his counterpart would often spring something on him unexpectedly.

"The President loved collecting antiques during her life. This was her favorite Stone Embryo, cherished to the extent that some people thought it could hatch Sun Wukong," Ying Changsheng explained at lightning speed.

Gu Jianlin silently raised his hands to indicate he did nothing.

Heavens, he had already sensed the gazes of shock converging from all directions, including the astonished expressions of those significant figures from the noble families. He had intended to act low-key, but now it was impossible.

The most critical issue was that if the Silver or Gold Kings wanted to investigate him, he would be exposed on the spot.

After all, the Silver and Gold Kings were already startled and stood up abruptly. In two hundred years, these senior disciples and siblings had seen many people test their adaptability to the Candle Light Law using this Stone Embryo, including testing it themselves many times, but they had never seen anyone directly blow it up.

Even Qing and Chi could not do it.

This Stone Embryo indeed had a significant background; it was found at the ruins of an ancient civilization.

All Heavenly Person heritages in the present world originated from this.

"I have to say, Chang Su didn’t touch this Stone Embryo just now."

Ying Changsheng was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "This shouldn’t be his fault."

The Family Head of the Ying Family raised an eyebrow, first glancing at his outstanding eldest son, then at the young man behind him, showing a look of sudden realization: "Chang Su, it’s been a long time."

As one of the top Family Heads of the Order World, he had only one wife he legally married, but had ninety-nine other women, each of whom had given him several children. As a father, he was clearly not very competent because, apart from his eldest son, he couldn’t remember the name of any other offspring.

He couldn’t even recall how many descendants he had.

Professor Cheng cleared his throat and unemotionally said to nuance the situation: "With such ancient relics, it is normal for some issues to arise, especially considering it has been used for over two hundred years."

The Golden King looked somber and instinctively felt something was amiss, but he also knew the young man did not directly touch the Stone Embryo, let alone imbue it with spirituality.

Especially since this was a descendant of the Ying Family.

The Silver King got up and paced down the stone stairs, bent down to pick up a fragment of the broken Stone Embryo, examined it for a moment, and said indifferently, "It indeed was not exploded due to external energy pressure, but from a violent internal reaction. It’s currently unknown what caused it, perhaps it can be handed to Laojun Mountain for them to investigate."

Ying Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, saying, "Aunty’s insight is sharp as ever."

In theory, with Gu Jianlin’s current status, he should also call her Aunty.

However, just as he was about to say it, he locked eyes with an unwavering stare.

Honestly, the Silver King’s appearance could be considered ordinary, but her gaze was so sharp and awe-inspiring that being watched by her made one feel as though their heart was pierced, left with no secrets to hide.

Each time Gu Jianlin interacted with her, he would think of a character from a martial arts novel.

The Master of Extinction.

The Silver King raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "Are you not afraid of me?"

Gu Jianlin expressionlessly met her gaze, saying nothing.

Lately, he had been repeatedly having a dream, where there was a towering Golden Ancient Tree throughout. Under the tree, stood a woman with white hair that stretched for thousands of feet. She gently stroked his head, and finally disappeared in the wind like the morning light.

The true cause of the President’s death was to dispel the curse of the Candle Light Divine Tree. With her magnanimity, she naturally wouldn’t mind her student’s betrayal, nor did she care if the world viewed her as a wise king or a tyrant. The mission of a king was to carry the world forward, even if branded as a criminal, scorned by thousands.

However, Gu Jianlin couldn’t act indifferent.

No matter if you were a mentor or a senior, if you were involved in that affair, then you had to die.

The Silver King’s eyes glowed with brilliant gold, the rhythm of Heavenly Person’s Breathing suddenly quickened, and in the silent Zen Temple, there seemed to be a gale howling, sweeping up the fallen leaves and dust, producing a rustling sound. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Gu Jianlin’s eyes also glowed with intense gold, the rhythm of Heavenly Person’s Breathing surged like a sea tide, vaguely a colorless and transparent domain condensed like a heartbeat, resonating with the rhythms of the world.

The elders and youths of the noble families revealed surprised expressions, not expecting that this unremarkable descendant of the Ying Family was quite potent as a Heavenly Person, with such pure Candle Light Law, quite impressive.

But then again, only to an "impressive" level.

There was still a gap compared to true prodigies.

"Name?"

"Ying Changsu."

"Age?"

"Eighteen."

"When did you learn the Heavenly Person’s Breathing?"

"My elder brother taught me."

"No wonder you survived the Divine Ruins, quite a talent."

Ying Changsheng struggled not to roll his eyes.

Because the real Ying Changsu was beaten into a vegetative state a long time ago in the Divine Ruins, and is still lying somewhere in a private hospital in the Forbidden Zone, given that he once endured the Ancient Divine Language at such a range, surviving alone was fortunate.