The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 929 - 434: The Third Supreme Law (2)

"The plan to murder the President was devised by my father himself, because only he had the right to plot against his junior sister. As fellow disciples, he knew all of her weaknesses. Whether you should use a Forbidden Spell, or employ some ancient swordsmanship, combine Extraordinary Abilities, and coordinate with the Mythical Weapon."

Jiang Yanxu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, like a blood-sucking beast: "My father even trained his two junior nephews for two days—they were the true culprits! I am merely a helper, insignificant. Listen to me, I see the seeds of hatred in your eyes."

"You want revenge, but what you lack is time."

He tempted like a devil: "You need time to grow, and during this period, you need more powerful people to help you, to stand by your side. If you kill me, then you..."

Gu Jianlin suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him.

"You once wanted to kill my sister."

He paused: "She suffered a lot in the Jiang Family."

Jiang Yanxu was stunned because he suddenly realized something very important.

That damned Jiang Mingyan—her two bastards are related to this person in front of him!

At this moment, someone suddenly said: "I report with real name. It’s this old guy who, when the Su sisters were just revealing their talents, wanted to get rid of them as quickly as possible. If not for the Think Tank... well, now it should be called the Red King. If not for the Red King’s constant appreciation for talent, they might have died unknown."

Jiang Yanxu was shocked.

Because the person speaking was his good son.

Jiang Ziyue wiped the blood off his face and said irritably: "Brother, next time could you not be so brutal when your teammates are around, could you consider my feelings?"

Gu Jianlin replied calmly: "Sorry."

Jiang Ziyue shrugged, turned to look at his supposed father, and said with a smile: "Surprised? Your good younger brother once said, the world is impermanent, anything is possible. Truth be told, being an undercover agent under you was quite exhausting. I played the role of the unappreciated son for so many years, guess why?"

He smiled and leaned in, whispering: "You eliminated my parents, right?"

Jiang Yanxu’s pupils contracted abruptly.

At this moment, he should have understood many things even if he was slow.

"Indeed, I am the agent you have been looking for, with the serial number ’Three’!"

Jiang Ziyue pointed to the intensive care unit: "Her serial number is ’Five’!"

He stood up, walked into the ICU, and skillfully dismantled those cables before picking up the unconscious girl.

The girl’s sleeping face appeared slightly painful, her skin unnaturally pale, as shrunken as if she had withered.

Her long hair scattered down, also showing an unhealthy dryness.

"For the public, you are one of the accomplices who killed the President."

Jiang Ziyue smiled warmly: "Personally, we also all have personal grudges, so why should we spare you?"

He took out a file from his backpack and shook it, smiling: "Including the collaborative contents between Buzhou Mountain and you over the years, I’ve stolen them all. You no longer hold any value. Run fast."

Jiang Yanxu struggled violently, but unfortunately, the Qilin Wedge in his chest quivered slightly.

His wound no longer bled but became a black hole.

He felt everything being wildly devoured, emitting a desperate wail.

Even with a heart to resist, he couldn’t break the constraints of time and space.

"I came this time to recall the President’s former comrades because the infiltration mission is completely over. Your answer has been very helpful, thank you." Gu Jianlin raised his hand, and the pitch-black void spread.

Jiang Yanxu struggled desperately, the Qi Realm trembled wildly, yet he still couldn’t advance.

Because at some point, the suited thug had already approached him, pressing his shoulders.

His body shattered like a fragile mirror!

Jing Ci pressed his hands on his head, twisting it violently in one direction.

Jiang Yanxu roared in anger and agony, but to no avail.

Crack!

Jing Ci forcibly twisted off his head.

Gu Jianlin’s Qilin Wedge opened a huge black hole in his chest, swallowing him suddenly.

"Second Holy Corpse acquired."

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Tokyo, St. Luke’s International Hospital.

Gu Jianlin sat on the corridor bench, silently crossing out the first name in his notebook.

His plan was simple: to enhance the combat power of the entire team as much as possible, then exact revenge on the masterminds, which might be a long process, but he was patient.

The reason for targeting people in the Dark World first was to gather the Holy Corpses.

Once teammates ascend to the Sixth Rank, they can all grasp the ability of Primordial Return.

Yet even so, it is still not enough.

They need an extraordinary combat strength.

That person is, of course, himself.

As Jiang Yanxu said, what he needs most is time now.

Growth requires time, unless aided by external forces.

Currently, he possesses two Supreme Laws, with the seeds and the strength of Holy Corpses, the former is the foundation of Heavenly Personification, and the latter is the core of Primordial Return, all are top-tier systems in this world.

He has begun to grasp the latter, while the former remains elusive.

But the challenge is that this path will still need time.

Not to mention that Skylark has already forged ahead of him.

Her Rank is already Ninth, and her two Supreme Laws are more refined than his.

Moreover, her identity remains mysterious, and her goals are entirely unknown.

One day, if Candle Dragon Venerable descends upon her body, it would be a great disaster.

Furthermore, the President had warned that another entity has already moved ahead of Qilin and Candle Dragon.

This means he’s not the most unique.

So, what advantage does he have?

He does, in fact.

That advantage is the Colorless Jade.

He took out the crystal-clear core from the Qilin Wedge, which is the core left by the Immortal Medicine, the purest essence condensed in the Divine Ruins.

The embryo of the Third Supreme, which the Qilin Venerable never had the chance to refine.

Ultimately, it fell into his hands by a stroke of fate.

A sense of destiny that calls the soul.

The question remains: how should this be used?

Lately, he discovered some attributes of the Colorless Jade.

It turns gold when he executes the Candle Light Law.

Turns black when he executes the You Ying Law.

Beyond this, there’s a negligible notch on the sword handle of Qilin Wedge that fits the Colorless Jade, as if originally designed that way. Yet he remains uncertain on its proper use.

Just that the Colorless Jade should relate to the two Supreme Laws.

It is essentially the Third Law, potentially associated with Transplantation, melding the forces of Candle Light and You Ying into one, achieving a supreme evolutionary state.

Pa.

Gu Jianlin inlaid the Colorless Jade onto the Qilin Wedge, the blade emitted an indistinct humming sound.

Faint mist began to spread, enveloping the sharp edge.

Mist!

Gu Jianlin was surprised because this mist seemed familiar, having read about similar gray mist in the history of the Ancient God Clan, those planets not yet birthing Ancient Gods were swallowed by the mist, never to be heard from again.

Originally, the Ancient God Clan set to hatch fell into silence because of it.

"So this is the mist dispersed by the Third Power?"

He muttered softly: "Then how exactly should the third Supreme Law be cultivated?"

At this moment, the sound of high heels hitting the floor emerged.

Su Youxia came out from the ward, solemnly saying: "No. 5 has awakened."

Jiang Ziyue rarely showed a cautious expression: "She wants to speak with you."