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Chapter 637 - 161 Old Guy_2

Chapter 637: Chapter 161 Old Guy_2

The old master suddenly remembered the earlier guidance...

The power of the third spark was able to cause the Family Head Tokens of the five major families to resonate, which most likely meant that to suppress this spark’s power, one would have the assistance of the five major families.

He thought of a place.

Giant Statue Ruins.

The foundation of the Qingzhong Cemetery was built upon the Giant Statue Ruins!

The true power of that ruin would require the combined effort of the Family Head Tokens of the five major families... only then could it be summoned. The reason those five tokens were useless was that they had been separated and given to the heads of the five major families.

Unless united.

They were merely... ordinary Identity Tokens.

But if they were united, the bloodline power of the five major families, running through the Giant Statue Ruins, would release the accumulated power of the ruins. This was actually a measure taken against the worst-case scenario when the Qingzhong Cemetery was constructed.

But now it seemed.

That the Giant Statue Ruins were likely the place suppressing the third spark, and if removed... the third spark would completely lose its suppression.

Gu Lushen’s goal... was never about the strife within the mausoleum.

He didn’t care about what happened outside.

He didn’t care about the life and death of the Wine God and Gu Changzhi.

What he cared about... had always been the third spark!

He wanted to release the suppression and become the master of the third spark!

"It’s really laughable when you think about it... Gu Changzhi deceived everyone under the heavens. You didn’t know about the existence of the third spark, Qianye didn’t know, even the Wine God didn’t know." Gu Lushen smiled with a bow of his head, "But I knew."

As he spoke, he suddenly coughed violently.

The frost on Gu Lushen’s chest suddenly became dense.

With a bout of severe breathing, the frost crackled as if his heart had turned into a blazing furnace. Even Gu Qilin, standing several meters away, could feel the scorching temperature coming from the snow on the other side.

The old master looked on in astonishment at the scene.

Gu Lushen’s chest was burning—

At his heart, beneath his clothes, it was as if a miniature sun had lit up, and to suppress this heat, the Divine Power of the Wine God was rapidly being consumed.

Before long.

The frost was burnt out, and then it was born anew.

His expression remained calm, but pain flickered in his eyes. After this process ended, a few drops of sweat carved small holes into the snow.

This was the price for the revival of that eye at the bottom of his heart.

He had endured such pain for far too long, but now it seemed, this pain was nothing compared to the invaluable intelligence he gained, an intelligence even the Wine God was unaware of—that everything Gu Lushen did was to seize the third spark.

"The things you can’t see, I can..."

Gu Lushen said with a hoarse voice and a laugh, "In the depths of the mausoleum, inside the mist of the inner tomb, such a spark lies buried. Twenty years ago, when Gu Changzhi fell asleep... I saw it!"

"Do you know why the Qingzhong Cemetery was able to be constructed?"

"Because that spark was still too weak... unprecedentedly weak. If one could create a miracle place that concentrated the Extraordinary Source Power of the East Continent, then it could be revived bit by bit, grow stronger!"

At that time, the new and old factions of the Gu family were in incessant debate over the "Qingzhong Act"!

But Gu Lushen, who had the third eye, saw all the truths... He knew that Gu Changzhi had fallen into a complete slumber, and he also knew that beneath the Giant Statue Ruins, the lost seventh spark was suppressed.

Thus, a long-term plan spanning over a decade was quietly seeded at that time.

After a tough and intense struggle between the new and old factions... Gu Lushen ultimately "unwillingly" stepped back half a pace, allowing the Qingzhong Act to pass smoothly. The cemetery’s construction faced many difficulties, but fortunately, each was overcome, and it operated successfully.

Soon after, the eye at the bottom of his heart slowly extinguished.

This was a good thing, meaning that Gu Changzhi’s awakening Divine Power was weakening.

It was also a bad thing, indicating that he would no longer be able to spy and grasp the latest intelligence.

However... the seed was already planted, and all that needed to be done was to wait.

The one thing Gu Lushen never lacked was patience.

So he began to wait.

Time flew like a fleeting horse... Many years later, the pair of eyes at the bottom of his heart finally opened again, and he saw, as he wished, the "revived and strengthened" Netherworld King’s Spark.

His plan had succeeded.

What remained was to reap the fruits.

He must prevent Gu Changzhi’s revival.

For all of this, Gu Lushen had long since established contact with the Wine God of the Source Tower. Under the auspices of perfect timing, the right circumstances, and suitable allies... the true plan started half a year ago when the Wine God chose to step into Changye.

In that moment, the fate of the cemetery was already sealed.

Half a year later, the Qingzhong Cemetery witnessed the inevitable cataclysmic explosion.

These plans were not particularly ingenious.

But... they were truly grand.

Because Gu Lushen was just an "ordinary person," his ability to make decisions was limited, even when standing atop a mountain peak in Changye, all he could manipulate were Transcendents of the Gu family’s new faction.

And in this plan, the most critical chess pieces were only to be guided, not controlled.

He couldn’t decide the fate of the Divine Throne, nor could he decide whether the five major family heads would enter the mausoleum.

And now... everything was developing in the "best" direction.

His luck was really not bad.

"So... you don’t want to kill me because you plan to reorganize the Gu family after becoming the Divine Throne," Gu Qilin whispered with a low laugh.

Gu Lushen said softly, "When I become the Divine Throne... why should you continue to worship Gu Changzhi?"

The old master looked at the junior he had once admired greatly.

He felt some regret.

Regarding this question... he did not answer, not because he couldn’t.

But because the answer had lost its meaning.

In the eyes of others, Gu Changzhi was a venerable sun, but to Gu Lushen, Gu Changzhi was the most blinding and glaring light in the world.

And yet, he was painstakingly scheming to become the next Divine Throne, to replace him.

He... also wanted to be the sun.

This was not hatred.

This was jealousy, envy, and resentment.

"Over the years, the old faction has retreated step by step. I thought you were mature enough, but it turns out... you’re still so naive," Gu Qilin said with a disappointed shake of his head, and he asked in a low voice, "So, you personally went to the mausoleum for just such a trivial matter?"

At first, when they learned that Gu Lushen had entered the mausoleum, everyone in the old faction, including him, was very nervous.

They worried that the new faction would once again wage war on Qingzhong Mausoleum.

And in the end.

It was all but a false alarm.

Gu Lushen and the Tomb Guardian did not go to war... so many people did not understand, if there was not to be a battle, why did Gu Lushen have to personally visit the mausoleum, just to speak a few words?

Not just the old faction couldn’t understand.

The Transcendents of the new faction also couldn’t understand.

Gu Lushen narrowed his eyes.

The experiences, adversities, and patience of these past years... had turned into a shadow, deeply etched in his heart!

The frustration of living in the same era as Gu Changzhi, the displeasure, and the anticipation of the coming dawn, were brooding in his chest. Gu Lushen finally chose to visit the Tomb Guardian of Qingzhong at the brink of a brewing storm.

This visit was not only to confirm the details of the lost fire seed.

It was also to say the words he most wanted to say.

["If Gu Changzhi dies, someone has to inherit the fire seed."]

Is this a trivial matter?

It is not a trivial matter.

For him, what had sustained him through these twenty years, the collusion with the Wine God, the decadence, and the patient waiting... was that fire seed buried beneath the mausoleum!

It was his last hope.

It was his everything.

"Those words are very important to me."

Gu Lushen lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his voice trembling slightly: "It’s a very, very big deal... old man, you wouldn’t understand."

He extended two fingers.

They passed in front of Gu Qilin.

A spray of fresh blood burst forth, splattering onto the snowy ground and also onto Gu Lushen’s face.

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