Chapter 1196: Chapter 368 Witch Lanlingster Chapter 1196: Chapter 368 Witch Lanlingster “In this compartnt, the efficiency of spiritual cultivation is many tis higher than outside. And this is when my proficiency in the Contemplation Secret Technique is not too high, and I can’t fully understand those things that are beneficial to the soul. I estimate that this mysterious blessing would be even more apparent for certain High Tier spiritual bodies, or for the soul nourishing effect of Immortal Aegis Animals…”
“Hmm. I can’t fully understand it now either, given my realm. It must be so kind of High-level Law related to the soul.”
“No wonder the Immortal Aegis Animals flock to this train, it’s because they can nourish their spiritual bodies. By the way, Aunt Jones, do you know where this train is heading?”
“I don’t know. I’ve seen so records about the Underworld Train in the Old Continent Ruins before, but the level of permission for that content is very high, even higher than the three great Holy Artifacts passed down by the White Family. I suspect this may involve so secrets beyond the Transcendent…”
“Aunt Jones, are you saying… God Tier?”
“Hmm.”
“…”
Leonard Churchill sat cross-legged on the sofa and ditated for a mont, confirming that his feeling was not an illusion.
Sophia Jones did the sa.
Both of them were puzzled about what could cause such an amplification on the train.
But they guessed that no one except the Family Head of the White Family would know why.
Although Sophia Jones had the White Family bloodline and had received a lot of God Stealer Sequence heritage, she still didn’t know much about the White Family’s internal affairs.
Leonard Churchill added, “With the help of this train in assisting with spiritual cultivation, theoretically, the White Family could mass-produce High Tier Mysterious Type card masters. But in fact, while there are not a few masters in the White Family, they are far from the expected level.”
Sophia Jones followed his line of thought for a mont and also said, “Either there’s so unknown danger in this type of nourishnt, or the train cannot be ridden for a long period.”
Leonard Churchill: “Since this number 002 ticket is held by the Family Head of the White Family, it stands to reason that there should be so clues in this compartnt.”
Sophia Jones: “Hmm.”
“…”
It was this kind of elusive mystery that made them even more curious.
Leonard Churchill stood up and began to carefully examine everything in the room.
He had already observed the room when he first entered.
The furnishing of the room, though exuding a classic luxury rich in mystery, was laid out simply, and everything was visible at a glance.
A bed with white sheets, a deer leather sofa, a bathroom with copper spray, a mahogany dressing table with an oval mirror, a wardrobe, an antique copper phonograph…
Leonard Churchill walked over to the wardrobe.
It was the only place in the compartnt that could hide large items.
He cautiously opened it, but it was empty.
Just as Leonard Churchill was thinking he might be overthinking things, he heard a soft exclamation beside his ear.
Turning his head, he saw Sophia Jones inspecting and flipping through the drawers at the dressing table.
This was the only place in the room with drawers that could contain items.
When Leonard Churchill looked over, he saw that Sophia Jones had pulled out a drawer with an old notebook lying inside.
The side of the notebook looked like it had been handled often, the edges becoming frayed, and next to it was a pen.
Seeing this, Sophia Jones did not dare touch the notebook but exchanged a glance with Leonard Churchill beside her.
Leonard Churchill stroked his chin and pondered for a mont, saying, “I guess, rely having a ticket isn’t enough to ensure a safe passage in this number 002 first-class compartnt. So authority from the White Family might be needed as well, like the content on this notebook…”
This number 002 first-class ticket belonged to the Family Head of the White Family, so the content of the notebook wasn’t hard to guess, it was probably sothing recorded by the successive Family Heads of the White Family.
Since it was the Family Head’s diary, the content must be far from simple.
Saying this, he also laughed and said, “However, I assu that this notebook isn’t sothing that just anyone can flip through easily.”
“Hmm.”
Sophia Jones agreed deeply.
The more important the secrets recorded in the notebook, the greater the risk of flipping through it.
Both fell into contemplation, and the room beca quiet for a while.
In the dressing mirror, the reflection of their furrowed brows in thought could be seen.
Leonard Churchill was very curious about what exactly was recorded in the notebook.
And it seed that only by flipping through it would they know what they were about to encounter on this train.
Out of caution, neither of them touched the notebook.
While they thought, Leonard Churchill also kept his gaze busy, observing the surroundings of the room, not even sparing the cracks and lines on the walls.
While he didn’t find any clues, he noticed a tear at the back of Sophia Jones’s cheongsam.
The tear wasn’t large, but it revealed fair skin.
Almost as if possessed, Leonard Churchill reached out and touched it, saying, “Aunt Jones, your clothing is torn.”
“Oh? It must have torn during the fight with the Old Fox. ”
Sophia Jones tried to look back at it.
She didn’t see the tear but felt the warmth of Leonard Churchill’s fingertip.
With a puzzled look that seed to imply the gesture was a bit too intimate, Sophia Jones glanced at him. It wasn’t too out of the ordinary given their previous physical contact in the ordinary compartnts, so Leonard Churchill’s fingers didn’t retract.
Instead, he poked his finger into the tear, making it a bit larger.
“???”
Feeling the touch on her back, Sophia Jones showed a hint of surprise and hesitation on her face.
It was as if she wasn’t sure whether to stop him or not, feeling it might be inappropriate to not ntion it.
Sophia Jones seed to think of sothing in an instant, her clear eyes whirling with an almost imperceptible vigilance, and she glanced at the nearby mirror.
In the end, she rely humd lightly, “Hmm?”
“…”
Leonard Churchill also found it strange; could it be the effect of the Fox Immortal’s Charm Technique had not yet worn off?
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