Light Fortress
Chapter 560 - 133 The Solver_3

Chapter 560: Chapter 133 The Solver_3

This was a Transcendent whose spiritual power had at least reached the "third stage"... At this age, reaching the third stage of Extraordinary Cultivation was a miracle; even the champion of the last rookie battle had only managed to reach the seventh level of the deep water area.

There must be a demon when things are abnormal.

He wanted to figure out what kind of medicine Bai Zesheng was selling in his gourd.

"Where does Mr. Xu hail from?" Zhu Wang politely inquired.

Xu Yan did not respond directly but instead turned his head slightly and looked towards Bai Zesheng.

"His origins are quite remote, in the Tundra... with no father or mother, a person alone," Bai Zesheng said softly, lowering his gaze: "After awakening, he cultivated alone to this point..."

After hearing this story.

Zhu Wang and Han Dang both fell silent.

They certainly didn’t believe it, of course.

Without any power, cultivating alone and reaching the third stage of the Extraordinary Realm by the age of twenty?

Only a fool would believe that!

Even Bai Xiu couldn’t achieve such a thing!

"The real background, there is no harm in telling," Zhu Wang said with a light laugh, "Mr. Xu has some criminal record that isn’t convenient to discuss? I can use the Grand Judge’s [Authority] to amend it, as long as this matter hasn’t been recorded by [Deep Sea]. As long as it’s not particularly severe, it can be managed."

Bai Zesheng shook his head.

"No criminal record, entirely clean."

He calmly said: "You can check Xu Yan’s file in the [Deep Sea] network... Originating from the Tundra, cultivating alone, his life’s trajectory is all recorded in detail—every year, every month, every day."

The smile slowly faded from Zhu Wang’s face.

He looked meaningfully at Bai Zesheng, then at Xu Yan.

"I don’t understand."

Zhu Wang looked calmly at Bai Zesheng: "If there truly is such a genius, why would you send him to my doorstep?"

"It wasn’t me who sent him."

Bai Zesheng sipped his tea, struggling to control the trembling of his fingers.

He softly said: "Shall we go see... the great person who promised to cure our ailments?"

...

...

A group of people headed towards the most secluded courtyard in Snow Forbidden City.

Zhu Wang pushed open the gate of the small courtyard.

He smelled the faint drifting aroma of wine, realized something, and his expression slightly changed.

Following closely behind him, Han Dang noticed that just as they entered, all items connected to [Deep Sea] lost their responses; the signals were completely blocked.

Xu Yan and Bai Zesheng entered after them, closing the door behind them.

The group reached the wooden house.

They saw the youth in the darkness.

Zhu Wang struggled to remain composed, his breathing grew rapid. He turned his head, looking at Bai Zesheng as if he were insane. At this moment... the previous trembling of Bai Zesheng’s hand while drinking tea, and a series of unusual subtle reactions, all made sense.

The latter returned a calm, helpless look.

Han Dang squinted his eyes.

He certainly sensed his teacher’s abnormality.

But he hadn’t yet realized... just who the youth sitting in the darkness was?

After all, the "truth" was too insane.

Even though he had heard of the grand name of the God of Wine, he dared not think in that direction.

The scent of wine drifted in every corner of the wooden house, seemingly possessing a calming magic power. Mr. Jin, who served at the side of the God of Wine, silently stepped back like a shadow, blending into the darkness and disappearing without a trace.

And when Han Dang looked back,

He discovered that his "teacher," Bai Zesheng, and the young man Xu Yan, had all vanished.

He was stunned.

What had happened?

Soon, he realized something was wrong; the disappearance of Bai Zesheng and Xu Yan was one thing,

but the teacher was a titled powerhouse from the Deep Sea 12th Floor!

Han Dang immediately spread out his [True Word], and in the boundless darkness, when the [True Word] unfolded, it was like meeting a massive tidal wave, being completely swallowed up... What was most desperate was that everything happening here was eerily silent.

Not even a splash was made.

Han Dang’s pupils constricted.

He looked towards the youth, the short distance of tens of meters seemed like a chasm, and the not-so-tall figure in front looked like it was growing taller and taller, higher and higher...

He wanted to prostrate himself.

Wanted to bend his knees.

Wanted to kneel down.

Wanted to worship.

The youth stretched out his hand, two fingers appearing like jade in the darkness, sculpted like divinity.

They simply, pressed on Han Dang’s forehead.

With a "Ding" sound.

Han Dang fell backwards.

In that instant, the mental barrier that had trapped him for a year shattered immediately; a black strand of hair was pulled from within his forehead, the [Divine Eye] Hypnosis Seed, effortlessly removed by the youth in front of him.

The moment he fell to the ground.

[Spiritual Domain] released!

Han Dang, supporting himself off the ground with his hands, appeared dazedly at the scene that returned to reality... Bai Zesheng and Xu Yan were always there; the teacher had not left, and the youth in the darkness looked down at the strand of hair held between his fingers as if observing an interesting toy.

The [Divine Eye] Hypnosis Seed in his palm struggled desperately.

But with the covering of five fingers,

The seed disintegrated and was extinguished.

Throughout this past year, Han Dang had been searching for his "bell unringer."

He knew that the Transcendents with the ability to remove the [Divine Eye] Hypnosis Seed were an rare, elite existence across the Five Continents.

If found, it would certainly take a great effort.

But... the current "unringing" was exceedingly effortless.

The whole process took only a few seconds.

Even after it ended, the unringer remained unfazed, treating the whole event as if it were a farce...

Han Dang faintly guessed the other’s identity.

He looked towards the youth in the darkness, his expression turning pale... If it truly was that kind of [Entity], showing up personally at Changye, wouldn’t that be too insane?

Han Dang raised his head, looking towards his teacher.

He found that his teacher’s expression was no better than his own.

"Zhu Wang."

The voice of the God of Wine was exceptionally gentle, carrying an irresistible richness, "Xu Yan is a fine disciple, take him on and you won’t regret it."