The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 764 - 368: Skylark’s Past

Gu Jianlin’s proposal seemed proper at first glance, but it sounded a bit odd.

"Have you awakened some strange attribute?"

Skylark smiled alluringly, her smile as radiant as a crabapple blossom, creating an enchanting allure even in the chilly mortuary: "You used to resist having me within your body, right? I understand, no one in this world wants their body controlled by someone else; that feeling is terrible."

Gu Jianlin said expressionlessly, "I still don’t like it, but if it helps unveil the truth, I can endure many things for it. It’s not just your time-space retrospection ability that I need, but the state that arises when we merge. It allows us to empathize, enabling me to extract more information for profiling."

The limitation of profiling is that it requires mastering sufficient information.

If you imagine this world as a massive game, then everyone and everything constitutes streams of information.

What he needs to do is to find crucial clues in the torrents of information.

Thus deducing the truth of the events.

"Heh."

Skylark snorted coquettishly, "You have no sense of humor at all, how can you ever find a girlfriend?"

This young man indeed had such a personality; he could endure many things to win.

There wasn’t a trace of affectation about him, always so pragmatic and silent.

Sometimes, he seemed more like a machine than a living person.

Because no matter the circumstance, he always prioritized his goals over himself.

Just like back at Black Cloud City.

Gu Jianlin certainly knew that acting that way placed him in danger, yet he insisted stubbornly.

It’s not that he wasn’t afraid of death; he wanted to live desperately because only by living could he uncover all the truths.

But he understood clearly, if he had retreated then, he would never find out what he wanted to know.

That timid self couldn’t accomplish anything he wished to do.

So any opportunity that appeared before him was seized tightly, for fear it might never return.

Though she verbally dismissed it, Skylark actually enjoyed this kind of personality.

Because it felt reliable.

However, she now found herself feeling hesitant, perhaps because she had finally to confront her past. Even someone of her stature felt uncertainty and anxiety, trying to mask her inner emotions with this trivial joke.

She restrained the smile at the corners of her lips, "Ready."

Gu Jianlin said nothing, watching her ghost-like form slip into his body, and the sensation of merging soul and flesh surged once again, akin to standing naked and vulnerable, with no secrets left between them.

Like a god-like soul awakening inside him, a pair of bewitching, blood-red eyes slowly opened.

It was an indescribable feeling, as though a god or a devil slumbered inside, ready to unleash endless forbidden powers at a thought’s command. Ancient, mysterious languages echoed in his mind, and bizarre knowledge surged like a raging torrent, as if reborn through fire.

He looked again at the corpse on the iron bed, his gaze tinged with a deep blood-red hue.

Gu Jianlin extended his hand, his fingertip touching the ancestor’s forehead, and the roar of time flowing backward began abruptly.

Time and space dislocated, past moments surged in, like an old film with missing frames.

Brief and fleeting images flashed by, like a slide show.

In a flickering laboratory lit by fluorescent lights, a seductive woman lay on an operating table, a fine yet shocking wound on her forehead, surrounded by doctors in white coats, as precise instruments displayed a mass of data.

Screams of agony, whispered discussions among doctors, flickering lights.

It was hard to tell if this was a laboratory or Hell on Earth.

"Is this the vessel you’ve prepared for me?"

A white-haired youth stood like a specter beneath the lights, draped in an ancient black robe, resembling a fanatic from an ancient scroll. His husky voice carried a solemn tone, as if reciting old scriptures.

"This is the best vessel I could find for you. The current reality is shrouded in the shadow of that Heavenly Person, even I must be cautious. The time is not yet right; we must proceed with care."

The man with the red skull said calmly, "Skylark recently appeared in a city called Yokohama, and it seems she’s in Ying Province now and in poor condition. Still, the Ghost Jiao and his vessel were killed in an instant. You need to be more cautious, lest it be a futile effort."

"The sixth-ranked Dragon Servant under the Canglong Ancestor, Bai Long,"

he paused, "shouldn’t disappoint me, right?"

Bai Long said coldly, "Against such creatures, no one can be sure of victory."

The man with the red skull said, "After all, this is a creature that only exists in paradoxes. No one anticipated that a mere experimental subject would become so powerful. Buzhou Mountain was too obsessed with researching the Shifting Flower and Wood Secret Technique, and no one can verify what the Black Supreme left behind is real or fake."

"After all, no one can fathom the thoughts of the Black Supreme. What you see might be what He wants you to see, and even if you win over Him, you might need to consider if it’s part of His plan for you to win."

He lamented, "Dealing with the Qilin Venerable is one of the most dangerous things in the world, isn’t it?"