The Moon Princess recalled the past and said lightly, "I know it disgusts you, so didn't I accompany you for a long ti afterward? Actually, I never planned to interact with you much under this identity, because it was too easy for you to see through."
Gu Jianlin smiled silently, so this is how it was.
They took the elevator to the top-floor morgue, where it was a bit too horrendous to look at.
A scene of destruction lay before their eyes.
Four corpses were nailed to the wall, each in a different state of death.
"Indeed, two of these four corpses suffer the sa fate, torn apart from the inside out. The remaining two were killed with a single blow, one with a burst head, the other with a ripped chest. It appears to be a planned internal attack, characteristic of the thods of The Order of the Hidden, no doubt."
Gu Jianlin analyzed: "After the Penglai Ascension Array, they must have developed new tactics. No, rather, the Penglai Ascension Array was just a prelude to this tactic."
"Can you infer so much just from the bodies?"
The Moon Princess was sowhat surprised.
Gu Jianlin didn't ntion the visions he saw, as his intuition told him this matter might be deeply related to the events within the Sea of Eternal Life, possibly even concerning the secrets of the Ancient God Clan.
But without evidence, he dared not draw conclusions lightly.
"As for Miyamoto Shosuke's body, it should be a flaw they left behind, so it needs to be recovered promptly?"
The Moon Princess glanced around, but there were no valuable clues left here.
Ding Dong.
A text ssage rang again on the phone.
"Dear Twilight Candidates, the perspective for investigating clues has arrived, prepare to enter the realm of dreams, we need to hold a brief eting, relax your mind, do not resist."
The Think Tank's reminder.
The Moon Princess was evidently used to it, put away her phone, and said: "The realm of dreams is a growth-oriented Mythical Weapon, controlled by the Think Tank himself. This person claims to have no combat abilities, but so far, no one has managed to harm him in the slightest, and he can envelop all of Tokyo at any ti, dragging people into an illusion."
Gu Jianlin grunted, Old Gu had ntioned before that the Think Tank was rather mysterious.
"This ti, we might encounter so people from the Jiang Family, who may give you a hard ti."
The Moon Princess hesitated: "Even my biological mother's side might have issues with our marriage. You're now a young master of the Si Family, not the Qilin of the Ether Association, so you need to restrain yourself a bit. After all, this is the territory of the Youying Association, so if you can bear it, bear it."
Gu Jianlin knew she was concerned for his safety, so he responded with a hum.
"If you're uncomfortable, I... can compensate you."
The Moon Princess cleared her throat and said calmly.
Gu Jianlin was taken aback: "Compensate?"
The Moon Princess seed to give him a playful glance, then suddenly grasped his hand, placing it on her chest.
"Is this okay?"
Soft and yielding to the touch.
Gu Jianlin quickly withdrew his hand, his whole body feeling as if electrified.
Rarely, the Moon Princess burst out laughing. Ever since encountering her destiny reflection on the Penglai Fairy Island, she understood that aloofness was out of style, becoming unusually proactive.
"This is an advance compensation, to prevent you from spewing sarcasm. After all, you're currently impersonating soone, if the Si Family decides to abandon you as their young master, it could be dangerous."
She juggled the large and small bags in her hands, pretending to be calm: "If there's any other compensation you want, it's not impossible. I bought many sets of pajamas and stockings, you can slowly unpack them."
Gu Jianlin felt his scalp tingle from her teasing, and turned his head: "I'm not interested in those things."
Just after he spoke, they could feel their spirits rapidly detaching from their bodies, the world before them growing dark, and everything around them twisting and spinning, turning upside down.
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When Gu Jianlin regained consciousness, he found himself in a dim Temple, but what was worshipped here weren't Gods, but two gigantic sculptures, like giants standing in the darkness.
The forr clasped hands, while the latter spread its arms.
Majestic as Gods.
These two towering sculptures stood opposed in the darkness, like dead enemies of centuries, both wearing noble and dignified Divine Robes, the distinction being the one on the left was blood-red, and the one on the right was cyan. The walls were adorned with eerie frescoes painted in Gold, depicting a blood-red Ancient Dragon and a dark-cyan Qilin roaring on broken ground.
Without a doubt, this represented Qing and Chi, the two strongest Catastrophes.
To be honest, the points for mockery here were almost too many.
Each ti one saw such opposing giant sculptures, it would remind them of a very classic ani scene.
In the darkness, indistinct shadows lingered like ghosts, presumably the Twilight Candidates.
"The more you look, the more it resembles Uchiha Madara and Thousand-Handed Zhujian, right?"
The Moon Princess whispered behind him: "The resemblance is strong."
Gu Jianlin responded with a hum, quipping: "I keep feeling that the statues will co alive in the next mont, then shout Hashirama, Madara. Too much of a galomania. Did they fight like this too?"
The Moon Princess moved her red lips, speaking in lipspeak: "I don't know, maybe you should ask him next ti?"
Gu Jianlin shook his head: "I'm afraid of getting hit."
Not just them, a lot of the Twilight Candidates were also whispering.
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