Light Fortress
Chapter 631 - 159 Gold Thread, Red Dress_2

Chapter 631: Chapter 159 Gold Thread, Red Dress_2

"To see a disciple like you before dying is truly a wonderful and fortunate thing," she said with a smile.

When she looked at Chu Ling, she used the Divination Skill.

In fact, a year ago when Qianye agreed to take Gu Shen as her second titular disciple, she had used the Divination Skill... but she saw nothing. The time after one year seemed to be enveloped by dark clouds, leaving no light to be seen.

But now, it was different.

As she gazed at Chu Ling, she saw surging golden light.

This was hope.

The Extraordinary Essence flowed from Chu Ling’s fingertips, and she did not hesitate to share the power Gu Shen had given her, earnestly infusing it into Master Qianye’s body... Unfortunately, this broken vessel of a body had long since become damaged, tattered, and beyond repair in the repeated struggles against fate, a kind of injury not even the Divine Embryo could mend.

Even without today’s turmoil in the cemetery.

Master Qianye’s life would not have lasted much longer.

She cut her flesh and placed it on the scale as feed in exchange for a glimpse into the future... and the inevitable result was to burn herself out.

Her life was destined to be brief brilliance.

Now, the moment to "wither" had arrived.

"Don’t try to save me,"

Master Qianye shook her head, "You should save them..."

Her gaze turned to the vastness beyond the inner mausoleum, to the snowfield covered with the Great Cold, frosted over with ice; to those nameless trekkers and sacrificial priests of the cemetery; and to all living beings of Changye in the distance.

Chu Ling took a deep breath.

The essence she was pouring into Master Qianye’s body had no effect whatsoever.

She was not a divine body.

Unable to bear such power.

And even if she could, it would be futile... for at this moment, her body became like a sieve full of holes, whatever was poured in leaked out just as fast; Qianye’s life, energy, and soul were but mere dribbles of escaping fate.

The dim golden light collected before Chu Ling.

Master Qianye no longer possessed much spiritual power.

She smiled, "These... are the remaining Array Patterns of the Qingzhong Cemetery... The most gifted person I have ever seen in this regard is Gu Shen, who, at his most tranquil, could comprehend and refine twenty in a single day."

Just now... Gu Shen’s speed was even faster than she had described!

It was a talent in Array Patterns that left the world in awe.

The Tomb Guardian vaguely sensed something.

The woman before her might well be more "talented" than Gu Shen when it came to comprehending Array Patterns.

The dim golden lights, the Array Patterns, floated in front of Chu Ling.

There were still one hundred Array Patterns left uncomprehended.

Chu Ling didn’t proceed like a normal person... she didn’t just click to open one pattern and begin comprehending.

She just sat in front of the mausoleum, quietly observing the array patterns floating before her, just watching, as if there was more on her mind than just comprehending array patterns...

She took ten seconds.

In those ten seconds, her gaze swept over the patterns before her one by one.

Then, she made her move.

Like someone reading a book, she opened one of the Array Pattern explanations, placing it in front of herself... This was "opening the book," but instead of turning pages, she reached for a second volume.

Once again... opening the book.

Then, a third volume.

The motion grew quicker, fluid like clouds and flowing water... until twenty Array Pattern explanations densely filled the space before her, and she stopped. The Tomb Guardian, seated by the closed gates of the mausoleum, saw this and could not help but look bewildered beneath her tiger-mask.

She hadn’t expected Chu Ling to comprehend Array Patterns this way...

Could it be...

She was planning to comprehend twenty Array Patterns together?

A piercing cold wind blew past the mausoleum, fluttering the red ancient sacrificial robes, but the lady kneeling before the tombstone remained calm, like the waters atop Divine Temple Mountain Top, without a ripple.

She began her "reading" in such an unremarkable way.

Twenty pieces of golden Array Patterns started to be deconstructed almost simultaneously; immense computational power joined forces with "human brain" cognition at that moment, creating an unprecedented force.

Human reliance on "Deep Sea" always involves latency... Such delays might not seem significant to humans themselves.

But when "Deep Sea" relies on "Deep Sea," there is no delay.

This is the difference between zero and one.

Like pulling a trigger, igniting the primer... the girl who should have been cooped up in the carriage, the "[Source Code]" girl, was now in the world of the living; her Spirit Sea burning wildly.

These twenty pages of golden Array Patterns began to advance at an inconceivable rate.

The Tomb Guardian watched in stunned silence.

She could feel... the spiritual canvas of these twenty Array Patterns was being "simultaneously" decomposed; what kind of "Divine Miracle" was this?

It was like a person reading twenty books at the same time.

Not only was she reading at the same time, but she was also simultaneously turning to the next page... More accurately, every page.

However, a large amount of Extraordinary Essence was being burnt and evaporated in the process of "thinking."

The consumption of energy is always equivalent.

Chu Ling was like a massive furnace; for every second she descended in her current life as a deity, a great price had to be paid.

This was fair.

The Tomb Guardian silently watched the divine maiden in the red sacrificial robe whirl in the strong wind, as she completed the decomposition of twenty Array Patterns in just dozens of breaths’ time.

At this moment, she understood why a year ago, her Divination Skill could not discern the "face" of this being.

Although Chu Ling did not possess a spark of fire,

From such an act, it was enough to judge.

She... was an unorthodox kind of "god."

A hundred Array Patterns, which would take a Transcendent with mediocre talent a full year of diligent contemplation day and night to barely grasp,

Were in front of Chu Ling, merely "five groups."

Each group comprised the same movements...

And even the time spent on each was not much different.

When the strong wind ceased, the red sacrificial robe settled down, and Chu Ling leisurely exhaled a long breath; she was no longer the "source code," not a machine, and such dense thinking... naturally made her feel tired.

This very subtle action brought some comfort to Master Qianye.

The girl before him, after all, retained some "humanity."

If Chu Ling didn’t even need to catch that small "breath," now that would truly be terrifying.

However, she quickly recovered.

"Teacher,"

Having contemplated the remaining hundred Array Patterns within the cemetery, Chu Ling turned to look into the distance and earnestly said, "I want to save them, and I want to save you as well."

The Tomb Guardian was stunned.

She didn’t yet grasp the meaning of Chu Ling’s words.

"I originally thought... that understanding all the Tomb Array Patterns would be very difficult."

Chu Ling lowered her eyes slightly and said softly, "Now it seems, for me, it’s not that hard."

What’s more than not that hard?

It was almost... as easy as drinking water.

"Gu Shen has left the inner tomb and gone into the Disaster Realm," Chu Ling lifted her head, "If I can master all the Tomb Array Patterns, perhaps... the situation to come will get better."

Only at this moment did the Tomb Guardian slowly recover from her astonishment.

She chuckled softly.

It was a laugh of both reflection and joy.

It turned out... what she most worried about was but a passing cloud; the one hundred Array Patterns that Gu Shen had not comprehended did not become the straw that broke the camel’s back.

"If you can do it, then take it all,"

Supporting her skeletal frame with what remained of her bony hands, the Tomb Guardian slowly sat up. Leaning against the stone door, her voice was hoarse yet tinged with a smile, "I will impart everything to you... not just these Array Patterns of the cemetery."

The cold wind whirled.

Golden threads danced.

Strand by strand, Divination golden threads fell like drizzles upon Chu Ling’s shoulders.

She looked somewhat astonished at the tiger mask.

In Master Qianye’s eyes, it seemed as if a vast and familiar wilderness was reflected.

There were flowing clouds.

Ancient trees.

And countless pages, scrolls, and drawings sweeping across the sky.

The golden threads gradually dimmed.

While the red sacrificial robe gradually brightened.

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(PS: 1 I experienced some writer’s block today, which I notified about in the group chat for a late update; friends who haven’t joined the group can join. 2, This Chapter was very difficult to write, revised over and over, took a long time, and I am satisfied with the quality, but the next Chapter will be even harder to write, so the tentative update time is before 12 noon tomorrow, with a longer word count.)