The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 760 - 366: Not a Drop Left_2

"Unfortunately, The Order of the Hidden is still too powerful. They may not wield absolute violence like the Supreme of Buzhou Mountain, but they can manipulate this world, sowing discord from within and pitting people against each other."

He drew a circle on the table with his finger: "They can casually set a trap, and the prey will be ensnared. There are always people willing to play the role of hunting dogs. Just like when you cornered Qing and Chi back then, and like today when you’re cornering my junior brother. Why are you always fools, always being used?"

Rumble.

The courtyard shook violently as Jiang Chunyang seemed to be in a rage.

The old man’s clasped hands gently rubbed together, the bulging veins on the backs of his hands showing his age.

Few people now know the meaning of this gesture.

It signifies that he will act at all costs.

"Back then, after years of archaeology and research, Qing and Chi ultimately set their sights on the Qilin Immortal Palace. They believed the final secret was hidden in this slumbering Ancient God Realm, and they even attempted to awaken it prematurely. If it hadn’t been for Taiqing and Taihua’s desperate intervention, the apocalypse prophecy might have come two hundred years early."

Jing Ci lifted his eyes and said seriously, "If Qing and Chi hadn’t split due to The Order of the Hidden, perhaps you really couldn’t have stopped them. In other words, isn’t this also the will of The Order of the Hidden?"

Jiang Chunyang remained silent for a long time before hoarsely saying, "Looks like Huai Yin has told you everything. The whole world knows I hold Yan Li’s legacy in my hands, but few know what it is."

"You’re right. After the Ancient Catastrophe, I found what Chi left behind, which changed my mind. I could never defeat Taiqing and Taihua in my life, so why remain in the Dark World? Every layer of the Qilin Immortal Palace holds enormous secrets. That’s indeed my goal."

He said blandly, "But can you stop me?"

Even if Jing Ci could truly kill him, he wouldn’t get the secret.

Once Jiang Chunyang dies, no one will know what the Red King left behind back then.

This is why Taihua has kept him alive until now.

Otherwise, with Taihua’s personality, she would have descended upon Tokyo with the Heavenly Person’s Wedge long ago.

She wouldn’t hesitate to smash Tokyo to pieces.

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When Gu Jianlin opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a hospital.

He was lying on a soft hospital bed, with an IV in his left hand. The tearing pain from his soul and body had disappeared without a trace. In fact, he felt his spirituality was full, brimming with vitality, as if he could pull out the needle and fight Godzilla for three hundred rounds.

"Boss, you’re awake."

Old Master Si bowed respectfully and smiled slightly, "As per your instructions, everything has been arranged."

Actually, the old man couldn’t understand why an Ancient Supreme would be in a hospital.

And looking perfectly unscathed, just sleeping.

But he still arranged this ward according to the Supreme’s will.

Maybe the Supreme wanted to act for others.

Legend has it the Qilin Venerable had this kind of personality, pretending to be weak in the Ancient Times to lure rebellious Primordials under him, then personally killing them and tying them on bronze pillars for public display.

Finally, he would cruelly throw them into the Sea of Eternal Life.

It’s said the deep sea is filled with gigantic Ancient God Clan corpses, but no one has ever seen them.

Gu Jianlin was stunned. He didn’t recall instructing the old man on anything.

Bang.

His bed was kicked.

Skylark was sitting on the hospital bed beside him, giving him a sidelong, haughty glance.

This wicked woman was in a black off-shoulder casual top, its loose hem covering her thighs, showing hints of denim hot pants, her long, fair legs glowing with porcelain-like radiance, swaying slightly.

She was holding a strawberry sundae in her hand, cream on her lips.

"I called him."

She snorted softly, "Surprised?"

Gu Jianlin was startled and instinctively frowned: "How could you command my Divine Servant?"

Skylark pouted, "Our powers come from the same source. Why can’t I control your Divine Servant? When you reach my level, you can freely control my Divine Servant too. What’s mine is yours and yours is mine. But right now I’m stronger, so yours is mine and mine remains mine."

Gu Jianlin was dumbfounded. He never thought such an absurd setting existed in this world.

"Can’t I have some privacy?"

The feeling of being watched was unpleasant, like being stark naked.

"I’m your noble sister, what’s there to be shy about?"

Skylark seemed like her old wicked sister self, showing no trace of authority or indifference.

Her allure and nobility, however, made her seem both far away and right beside him.

Gu Jianlin even felt the secret medicine flowing through him was somewhat familiar.

Old Master Si seemed oblivious, explaining: "That colleague of yours is quite skilled at acting. No matter how I tried to signal him, he didn’t bat an eye. He seems like a clever person."

With domineering footsteps, someone passed by the ward door.

It was another elderly man with white hair, but his expression was haughty and his steps aloof.

He carried his hands behind him, looking condescending.

An alchemist.

Scholar followed behind him, flashing an extremely humble smile as they walked past the ward.

"Hello, boss!"

When Zhong Guoqing’s voice echoed in the corridor.

Zhong Li followed with some documents, discussing something, clearly doing her job thoroughly.

Gu Jianlin hadn’t seen this father-daughter pair for a long time, and it seemed they were doing well now.

"What kind of worthless minions did you find, especially that dumb alchemist? Aside from some talent in alchemy, is his head full of mush?" Skylark pouted.

"What happened?"

Gu Jianlin was puzzled.

"I asked him to get me some ice cream."

Skylark said expressionlessly.

Gu Jianlin’s heart skipped a beat: "He refused?"

Skylark nodded: "He told me to go look in the mirror before speaking to him again."

Gu Jianlin was absolutely stunned. How bold this alchemist was.

If he knew whom he refused, he’d probably kneel on the spot.

"This guy still thinks he played a Supreme, he’s so full of himself."

Skylark rolled her alluring eyes and complained: "If not for wanting to see how stupid he really is, I’d have killed him already. Talented alchemists are rare, but not nonexistent."

Gu Jianlin sighed in relief, not expecting it was his stupidity that saved the alchemist.

"Why am I okay now?"

He just realized the aftereffects of the Ancient God Transformation had completely gone.

"I gave you Dragon Marrow Liquid."

Skylark snorted softly.

"Dragon Marrow Liquid?"

Gu Jianlin sat up straight instinctively: "You have Dragon Marrow Liquid?"

He was incredulous, needing to confirm again.

"Mm-hmm."

Skylark replied nonchalantly.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Gu Jianlin was dumbfounded. If she had given it to him sooner, he would have slaughtered freely.

And could’ve brought back the bodies for examination, maybe discovering more.

"You didn’t ask."

Skylark’s airy response almost made him spit up blood.

Gu Jianlin felt he’d definitely develop hypertension someday.

But then he thought, right.

This woman was from Buzhou Mountain.

A creation of the Candle Dragon Venerable.

Creating Dragon Marrow Liquid is natural.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin’s gaze towards her changed.

"What are you thinking?"

Skylark glared at him angrily: "Your gaze makes me feel offended."

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a moment: "If I call you Sister, could you give me more Dragon Marrow Liquid? It’s also for our safety. If we stock dozens of tons in Xie Li, even Holy Land Level can’t kill me."

Skylark instinctively agreed, then suddenly realized.

"What did you say?"

She was also stunned: "Dozens... of tons?"