The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 956 - 447: Rolling Up_2

The pharmacist locked in the dark room is the best pharmacist.

No one said anything about this decision.

Old Master Si certainly wouldn’t plead for a colleague, he was gloating internally.

Hey, black slave!

Moon Princess knew that Pharmacist Old Thief had already become a demigod servant, with boundless energy.

As for Thunder, she didn’t care about the old thief’s life or death.

"Since that’s the case, let’s adjourn, and you two need to hurry up and advance."

Gu Jianlin lifted his gaze, saying word by word: "I’ve prepared the Holy Corpse for you."

The biggest gain from hunting Jiang Yanxu was the two Holy Corpses.

One came from Jiang Yanxu himself.

The other from another elder of the Jiang Family.

Once both Moon Princess and Thunder advance to the Sixth Rank, they can attempt to grasp the power of Primordial Return.

Even though there’s still a stage away from the Holy Land level, at least it grants them admission to the apocalypse.

A Holy Land level without mastering the Supreme Laws may not be a match for them.

"Got it."

Moon Princess grabbed the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword, slipped through the wall like a ghost, and disappeared.

Thunder looked towards her departing direction, picked up the cello case, and left without looking back.

Gu Jianlin frowned, vaguely sensing the urgency from both girls when they left.

Old Master Si cleared his throat and respectfully asked: "Boss, is it really okay for them to act like that?"

Gu Jianlin looked up and glanced at him.

Old Master Si’s expression changed drastically, quickly explaining: "I’m not gossiping, but the two of them are clearly competing, secretly vying to see who advances faster. The thing is, when it comes to advancing, you can’t rush it. Those martial arts novel plots about rushing into madness aren’t nonsense."

Gu Jianlin waved his hand: "Don’t worry, with their talents, it should be fine."

Old Master Si understood, it seems the boss noticed but just didn’t care to intervene.

In fact, Gu Jianlin wasn’t lazy; he genuinely didn’t know what to do.

The cruise ship’s whistle sounded.

Gu Jianlin looked out the porthole at the brightly lit city, then picked up the ancient sheepskin scroll, glanced at the specifics of the ceremony, and nodded slightly: "Let’s begin the action."

It’s been a long time, Peak City.

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Kyoto time, 9 PM, West Port of Peak City.

Gu Jianlin mixed in the surging crowd with his suitcase, gazing at this familiar city. After months, he was back home but felt an unprecedented sense of alienation.

"Hasn’t it felt like a long time since you returned?"

Moon Princess linked her arm with his and said softly beside him.

This time, she wasn’t wearing a cat-faced mask because that attire was too conspicuous.

She donned a black academic uniform paired with a brown short skirt, black over-the-knee socks accentuating her slender legs, stepping in shiny Mary Jane shoes, looking youthful and lively.

Gu Jianlin hummed in acknowledgment.

Yes, this city had changed.

Now, the Bai Ze Clan’s influence was spreading worldwide, yet this city remained untouched.

No, rather, cities in our country were likely unaffected.

Because this was the headquarters of order, the birthplace of ancient Eastern heritage.

It’s naturally impossible for it to be as chaotic as other countries.

"You should be careful, though our nation’s surface seems calm, many have died in secret. According to my statistics, within the past week nationwide, at least seventy percent of wild Ascenders have vanished, 7.5 million potential Awakeners are under surveillance. Besides, 1573 Ascenders are on the run."

Voice No. 5 echoed in the earpiece: "The power of order here is most stable."

"I understand."

Gu Jianlin, dressed like a tourist, noticed something amiss upon leaving the port.

Because of the subtle spiritual fluctuations coming from all directions.

This just proved that he had entered the barrier.

The noise of the crowd quickly left his ears, and the number of pedestrians dwindled.

Not only he, but others also realized they were being isolated, their eyes became fearful.

Unknowingly, only a few dozen people remained in the port, seemingly isolated by the world, with only the surging sea tide echoing within their souls.

In the darkness, pairs of eerie deep blue eyes silently gleamed.

Behold, it’s those white-robed strange figures!

"You’ve been locked on."

An eerie voice echoed in the silence: "You’ve been locked on!"

Boom!

Someone sensed something wrong and tried to flee, only to be suddenly ignited by pale Heavenly Fire.

Screaming, they ultimately turned to ashes.

Gu Jianlin realized he had been locked on, any sudden move would provoke an attack. He wasn’t afraid but worried that acting rashly would alert the enemy, possibly requiring him to fight his way out of the port.

He was here to lead, and his teammates were still coming, gradually walking out of the port.

If he exposed himself first, he might implicate his team.

Moreover, he sensed a familiar life fluctuation.

In the darkness, a silhouette stood.

The figure wore a black cloak, tall and slender, merging with the darkness, carrying a cello case.

Clearly, this person is also a Pseudo Ancestor!

Gu Jianlin had seen this person on the ship in the Sea of Eternal Life.

Ji Ye!

A Holy Land level Pseudo Ancestor of the Bai Ze Clan, presumably someone from the Ji Family when human.

A descendant of the President.

It seems the Bai Ze Clan received word they might return to Peak City.

And specifically stationed people here.

Gu Jianlin found this troublesome, unexpecting another Holy Land level.

Bai Mu was already difficult enough to deal with.

Gu Jianlin almost summoned the Qilin Wedge but restrained himself at the last moment.

Because he realized the other party hadn’t discovered his identity.

In the darkness, countless deep blue eyes stared crazily at him.

At that moment, another figure emerged from the shadows, casually speaking: "Senior, I think this group poses no threat, many Ascenders fled from Tokyo, there’s no need for a complete wipeout, right?"

The speaker was a dashing young man with chiseled features, especially his piercing sword-like eyes, and flowing black hair cascading down, his black-golden robe fluttering in the wind.

He appeared to possess princely demeanor.

Ying Changsheng!

"Special times require special measures."

Ji Ye said expressionlessly: "The King of Qing has returned home, the Huai Family has responded to his call, and the Lu Family will undoubtedly side with him. Order will face unprecedented challenges; this crucial moment allows no mishaps. We must trace this group."

Ying Changsheng raised an eyebrow: "Which group?"

Ji Ye coldly said: "Lin Dong’s remnants."

Ying Changsheng laughed: "Lin Dong has imprisoned himself in Magic City; what waves could his remnants stir?"

Ji Ye turned towards him, speaking slowly: "Qilin, don’t forget this individual’s existence. No, it’s hard to say whether they’re even human. Based on current intelligence, Qilin is highly likely a lifeform on par with Skylark. Skylark’s existence is already an indelible threat. We can’t allow him to grow."

Ying Changsheng furrowed his brow and asked: "Is Qilin really that strong?"

Ji Ye nodded slightly: "Yes, originally I thought Thunder was the most perfect lifeform."

Thunder was initially a weapon of the Bai Ze Clan.

Unexpectedly, Qilin and Skylark emerged later.

"The emphasis on Qilin and Skylark, perhaps it’s not just because of them?"

Ying Changsheng continued with a smile: "Could it be due to the Qilin and Candle Dragon clans?"

Faced with this question, Ji Ye fell into silence.

Indeed.

What they feared wasn’t just these two individuals.

But the clans behind them.

Or rather, two Ancient Supremes.

Everyone knew Qilin and Skylark wielded god-like power.

At least above Ancestor Level.

If they were vessels of the Ancient Supremes, it would signify the advent of ultimate disaster.