The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1021 - 480: Gu Jianlin’s Secret (2)

In the frenzied sound of cameras clicking, a cold, indifferent voice echoed throughout the hall.

"From today onwards, I will officially declare war on the Judgement Court."

She said indifferently, "New grievances and old vendettas, until death do us part." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

At this moment, the bomb of public opinion exploded.

Far away in Magic City, Platinum’s face was as still as water, while Gold and Silver fell silent, including Rhein, now the successor, the surviving Saints of the Judgement Court, and many other members of the divisions.

Even though Thunder was currently only of Sixth Rank, the supporters behind her were a formidable torrent.

Because they all saw the two terrifying shadows looming over Peak City.

In the world-pervading roar of anger, echoed a madman’s hysterical laughter.

Yet in the corner of the camera frame, people noticed a boy always with his head lowered, wearing a gray baseball cap and pure white sportswear, spotlessly clean, so striking.

Seemingly aware of being watched by the camera, the boy raised his head, his eyes appeared to flicker with Ghost Fire.

He gently put his finger to his lips.

Shh.

This insignificant action sent chills down people’s spines.

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Under the flourishing pagoda tree of the Central Spirit Core Institute stood a rustic stone table, its surface marked by a damaged chessboard.

The old man stared at the chessboard, silently.

"Dad."

Cheng Youtian carefully said beside him, "The battle in Peak City is over."

The old man sighed, "Did Qing and Chi win again?"

Cheng Youtian hesitated for a moment and said, "Not really, to be precise, Mr. Jing won. It’s unbelievable that he managed to defeat an Ancient Ancestor who mastered the Third Law. Pity that after the battle ended, Mr. Jing’s presence vanished. Otherwise, if he had merged with the Third Law, he might have become the world’s strongest."

The old man silently toyed with the chess piece, suddenly recalling a rainy night years ago when a suited man brought an unconscious girl to see him, ultimately shaking his head as if with a sigh, "Just like him."

He slowly lifted his gaze, looking into the distant horizon, seemingly seeing two terrifying shadows approaching like dark clouds, accompanied by a disaster-like storm, evoking a doomsday sensation.

"Those two guys are coming too."

He sneered, "Are they here for a heist?"

Cheng Youtian pulled out his phone, on which was Peak City’s press conference video, respectfully handing it to him, "Dad, the war is about to start. Do you want to watch this video?"

The old man glanced at the screen to see the white-haired girl, his eyes somewhat dazed.

As if he was seeing Taihua from a century ago.

Until he noticed the insignificant scar on the girl’s forehead, his eyes became deep.

Even his hand trembled slightly as it rose.

"Alas."

The old man said indifferently, "Let them do what they want."

Cheng Youtian knew his father was very old, could die at any moment, and wouldn’t care about these things anymore, so he asked again, "Given that, whose side are we on? Should we bring Fatty back?"

"That insolent little brat who causes more harm than good?"

The old man thought for a moment, "First let Fatty go with them. Remember, our Cheng Family has stood for a thousand years due to our wisdom in choosing sides. More importantly, we are useful and pose no threat. If the Judgement Court wins, we won’t fall. If the Judgement Court loses, Fatty will be our last incense, and the Cheng Family won’t fall. Success or failure, let fate decide."

After saying this, he spat a mouthful of blood, staining the chessboard’s unfinished game.

Cheng Youtian’s face changed, hurriedly supporting him, "Dad, you’re like this, please go to the hospital, okay? I really fear coming back one day and finding your damn corpse visited by flies."

"Pah, nothing good comes from a dog’s mouth!"

The old man waved his hand saying, "Get out, get out, I’m not going anywhere."

Cheng Youtian was getting anxious, "Why do you have to stay here?"

The old man was silent for a moment, gazing towards the academy under the shade of the trees, where young students were running lightly by the roadside, eagerly sharing the just exploded bomb of public opinion, some panicked, others excited, and those unaware clutching heavy research materials, knocked over onto the ground, angrily shouting.

"Mistakes often come with a price."

He said softly, "I’m waiting for them to come find me."

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When Lushu woke up again, she heard the sound of tides rising and falling.

She sat on the rocks by the sea, the hazy sunset illuminating the shimmering sea, boats swaying on the surface, tourists capturing the beauty of dusk, couples cuddling together.

The world was so bustling, yet far away from her.

"Awake?"

The man in a suit sat beside her, handing her a bottle of wine.

Lushu took it without thinking as if she had done this many times before.

No matter how Ancient Ancestors might deny it, that past once truly existed.

This habit was the best proof.

For some reason, after being sealed in this world, she actually regained her past humanity.

Perhaps it was due to being heavily injured by Gu Jianlin’s Third Law.

Humanity and divinity separated once more.

"This is the conscious world created by the Ten Fists Sword, you and I are trapped here, all our powers sealed. You can deny being her, you can deny all past emotions, but you can only accompany me in this world, no other choice. By the time we break the seal, chances are you’ve all lost."

Jing Ci sat down on the rock as well, those passing by seemed unable to see them.

Lushu silently drank the bourbon, saying blandly, "This is your plan?"

"Yes."

Jing Ci smiled, "Don’t be angry, this is for your own good too. I’ve long said the Bai Ze Clan’s Third Law research is flawed. If you truly continue, the consequences will be unthinkable. Including the clone you’ve created, it will likely fail in the end, but if you don’t believe, we can wait and see."

Lushu squinted, "How do you know?"

"All these years, apart from trying to cure you, I’ve been looking into the cause of illness."

Jing Ci gazed at the sea, saying blandly, "I once thought the Bai Ze Clan was the Order of the Hidden’s mastermind, after all, you are the pillars of the Order World, and the traits of mental control resemble unified will very much. More importantly, your initial investment in humanity was seemingly just to manipulate the real world. But later, I found your Third Law research flawed, that’s when I realized it wasn’t you."

"You’re impressive; you’re noble."

Lushu’s lips curved in a hint of mockery, "All for her you’ve gone through great efforts, yet now you can only accompany me here, no chance to uncover the truth."

Jing Ci was someone she knew well.

This seemingly noble, gentle man, once truly angered, would inevitably wipe out your entire family.

And now trapped here, he could do nothing.

"No need."

Jing Ci knew she was throwing a tantrum, saying, "My junior brother will help me find out."

Lushu was silent for a moment, "That monster huh."

Rather than say Lushu lost to the man before her, it’s better to say she lost to that boy.

Yet thinking about that final moment when she used Authority, her gaze flickered slightly, lips curling into a mysterious arc, "But do you really know who he is?"

Jing Ci frowned, the woman’s smile bore inexplicable malice he could sense.

Now she seemed like a terrifying God.

Simply a split personality scene.

But, the rank of Lu Shu’s Ancestor was high, and had close contact with the junior brother.

As a great and ancient life, she might have seen something.

"Since we’re both trapped here, I might as well tell you."

Lushu’s smile grew more malicious, like a cat crawling up to him, whispering in his ear with breath like orchids, "Your junior brother’s soul flows with the power of three Supremes."