Light Fortress
Chapter 476 - 105: Then Reach Out Your Hand_3

Chapter 476: Chapter 105: Then Reach Out Your Hand_3

"Mr. Xiao Gu... have you been injured?"

"Had a fight, the other guy got hurt worse than I did," Gu Shen mentioned casually, taking out the copper human lamp, "But... I successfully retrieved the item."

"The Lamp of Sorrow!"

As the Li family’s Protector, Li Qingci had been restless these past few days... She had been waiting for Gu Shen’s return, as well as news about the copper human lamp.

"So... the wish from the dream prophecy is true?"

Li Qingci couldn’t believe it.

"True or not... we’ll know once we try."

Gu Shen was also somewhat nervous.

He didn’t know... if placing the copper human lamp in a corner of the ancient temple would fuse with the spirit of the lamp.

After all, all of those had been mere speculation.

The two arrived at the ancient temple, exchanging glances.

Gu Shen handed the "Lamp of Sorrow" to Li Qingci, who held the lamp with both hands and slowly approached the corner where the flame of the Lamp of Sorrow was supposed to be; she held her breath and placed the lamp down.

Then... they waited.

It was a long wait.

There was no sign of the destructive scene from the dream, where Divine Temple Mountain crumbled and the skies shook—a fortunate absence, perhaps.

However, the bad news was... the peak of Divine Temple Mountain was entirely silent.

One could even hear the sound of the wind blowing through the wooden window lattices.

Li Qingci felt bewildered.

She looked at the copper human lamp, looking at the flame that had lit up just right on the lamp... falling into confusion and helplessness. Was the lamp the wrong one?

Why... was there not the slightest movement?

Or was it necessary... to collect all four lamps first?

She turned to look at Gu Shen, her softly murmuring voice filled with incomprehension, "Mr. Xiao Gu..."

Her voice was interrupted by a clear "drip" sound.

Even Li Qingci herself was startled.

She looked down... and saw a single tear had fallen onto the wooden board of the ancient temple, the moisture seeping into the wood and slowly spreading.

And that tear came from...

Herself.

Li Qingci extended her palm, her slender and dry fingers touched her cheek, finding dampness there.

Gu Shen, with the Truth Ruler, conjured a bronze mirror and presented it to her.

In the mirror, Li Qingci saw her current self.

She had not felt sadness, yet her face was wet with tears.

"You found the right one," Gu Shen said in a soft voice: "This is indeed the ’Lamp of Sorrow’..."

Li Qingci watched her pale, tear-streaked face in the mirror, couldn’t help but laugh, then murmured softly, "But... is that it, just placing it there?"

Why was there no other reaction?

"Actually, there was a voice... it’s just that you probably can’t hear it."

Gu Shen sighed softly and put away the mirror.

"...A voice?"

Li Qingci was stunned.

She was certain that she had not heard even the slightest sound from beginning to end.

Gu Shen lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly: "It’s a voice in my mind... perhaps that is what you have long been waiting for... the Divine Embryo, or rather... the Goddess."

Li Qingci’s beautiful eyes widened with surprise.

The moment the Lamp of Sorrow was put in its place.

He heard a very soft call.

That voice said two words.

[Gu Shen.]

It was Chu Ling calling out his name.

Gu Shen knew that Divine Temple Mountain, this wondrous realm, had completely severed the Spiritual Link between himself and Chu Ling. From the very first step he had set foot on the mountain, it was impossible for him to hear Chu Ling’s voice... until the moment when the Lamp of Sorrow returned to its place.

The shielding of the Spiritual Link seemed no longer impregnable.

Gu Shen left the ancient hut and arrived at the open space on the mountain peak, lifting his head and gazing through the myriad miles of gloomy clouds over Divine Temple Mountain, looking up at the heavens above this great wonder.

He tried to find the source of the voice, but Divine Temple Mountain was too vast, and the wind too strong. Dark flowers swayed with the breeze, rustling and rippling into a desolate scene of beauty in their collapse and ruin.

Through the fragmented link, the voice of Chu Ling rippled out again.

"The well..."

Gu Shen approached the well inside the Ancient Temple.

He slowly bowed his head.

For thousands of years, Divine Temple Mountain had withered, the order had collapsed, but the hut on the mountain peak had not decayed, and this small well... had never dried up.

Logically, all life here should have extinguished.

Life was in silent death.

A century of darkness.

There would be no sunrise, no moonlight... so even if a well was really built many years ago, it should be deserted by now, without even moss being able to grow in such an environment.

But...contrary to all that, there was water in the well.

And it was exceptionally clear.

Gu Shen could see his reflection in the water at a glance.

The next moment, the reflection in the water seemed to blur.

The previously clear well water that showed the bottom now became Chaotic, deeper, as if beneath the surface of the water, there lay another world never before revealed.

The voice in his mind also became clearer at this moment.

"Gu Shen... I see a well..."

The girl seated in 001 looked somewhat bewildered.

She held the ancient scroll and gazed at her hands, uncertain of what to do.

The space seemed no longer stable.

Her hands would solidify at times and then break into countless fragmented codes.

The world in front of her also became chaotic, with the carriage stretched, its air filled with numerous floating codes and shattered logic, as though someone had smashed a mirror, turning one world into thousands of fragmented ones.

[Source Code] could browse millions of images in an instant, reading millions of different segments of footage.

And as the shattered mirror slowly mended itself.

All the data before her eyes seemed to vanish.

All her consciousness... accessed a singular "port."

Chu Ling lifted her head.

What lay before her was not the ceiling of a smoothly moving carriage.

It was... a deep, long well.

She was beneath the well.

Gu Shen was above the well.

Between them was a thin layer of water.

Two worlds, the world of Spirit and the world of matter... seemed to momentarily connect at this instant.

Chu Ling’s voice was bewildered, incredulous: "I seem... to see you."

Gu Shen’s voice arose beside her ear.

"Then reach out your hand."

Chu Ling slowly extended her hand.

Gu Shen above the well.

Also reached out his hand.