Chapter 74 Chapter 74 I like you very much.
——This guy is too bold. This is not the Southern Continent.
Su Cheng thought blankly.
However, last time in the temple, in the prayer room of the God of Purity, he dared to show up openly, probably because he was confident that he could handle any situation.
Before she could reply, the nobles in the room cast jealous and resentful looks at her one after another.
The black-haired man still looked at her with a smile.
He didn't say anything, but the people around him stood up one after another, hurriedly tidied their clothes, and then left silently.
Su Cheng stood stiffly at the door, not wanting to go in at all.
She didn't even want to look at that overly beautiful face any longer.
The attraction of the other person is completely beyond common sense. Even if you just look at him for a second longer, it will make people have fantasies and desires.
It is an impulse that has nothing to do with emotion or rationality.
She fully understood the nobles who had just lost their composure.
They may be lustful in normal times, or they may not be, but under the influence of the power of the gods, they will act like fools and lose their minds in front of him.
Su Cheng: "...Forget it, I'm just lost."
The black-haired man leaned back on the sofa. "You can still come in, dear."
He was wearing a gray satin shirt with a silk scarf hanging loosely on his chest, looking like a noble young man who had just returned from a banquet.
The wide-buckled leather belt outlines a neat waistline, the trousers fit tightly to the strong thighs, and the high leather boots wrap around the slender calves, and the muscle contours are clearly visible.
At this moment, she was leaning back on the sofa, with one leg bent and the other stretched out, her well-proportioned yet powerful figure fully displayed.
Su Cheng: "...No. In fact, I'm leaving."
She said this, but when she tried to move away, she felt her legs were out of control.
Just because she looked at him twice more, she now almost instinctively wanted more.
The black-haired man laughed, "Why?"
"Because I don't know you," Su Cheng said weakly, "I don't like talking to strangers unless it's necessary."
"Ha," he laughed again, "what a cold young lady."
That deep and pleasant voice was like a knife soaked in honey, slowly cutting a hole in the eardrum.
When he spoke the common language, he sounded very nice, without any regional accent, and every standard syllable crawled into my cochlea.
It felt like velvet brushing against my back, wrapped in moist heat. The warmth lingered around my ears, as if it had licked my cartilage and blood vessels.
At that moment, Su Cheng felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
An ambiguous heat burned from the throat to the tailbone, and a tingling sensation with sparks exploded in the spine.
She felt her palms burning and sweat oozing from her fingertips. She wanted to retreat but was unable to move, and her legs seemed to be entangled by invisible silk threads.
The flames gathered and burned in the flesh and blood, like melted snow in the mountains, gathering from the streams in the valley.
Su Cheng tried not to think about his terrible condition.
"so--"
The black-haired man spoke with interest, "This lady who doesn't like talking to strangers, is she from the Ring of Silence?"
"Hmm," Su Cheng looked down at the ring on his hand, "This kind stranger who likes to strike up a conversation has quite good eyesight."
He hummed softly, "I've heard some interesting rumors about the Silent Ones. It's said that you're not satisfied with seeking the secret knowledge on the surface, but also want to seek the gaze of the void?"
Su Cheng was slightly stunned.
Void.
The last time she heard this word was when Zhan En talked about the God of Light. He said that the God of Light was busy dealing with the threat of the Void.
What kind of threat is there that the God of Light needs to deal with personally?
Of course this may be an excuse, but even if it is an excuse, it must be logically sound.
Therefore, there must be something very dangerous in the void.
Su Cheng: "...I'm just a peripheral member, I don't know much about this. Now I just want to understand the Six-Descent Theorem of the Triple Deconstruction Source Array."
The black-haired man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Where did you hear about this?"
Su Cheng: “?”
She just casually mentioned the contents of the book. Since it was sold in the Imperial Capital Bookstore, many people should have read it.
Is this even worth asking the gods specifically?
Su Cheng: "...In the book, of course."
"Yeah?"
As he said this, his eyes looked a little subtle, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say much.
"If you don't know, I can tell you—"
He paused. "Among your core members, some claim to be able to communicate with an ancient being from the void. That being is known as the Origin Sage, also known as the 'Serpent of Truth.'"
Su Cheng touched the twin snake rings on his hand. "Well, if that's the case, then I think what they're seeking...maybe just some forgotten perspective, a wisdom that hasn't been distorted by the world."
"Oh?" The black-haired man held his chin with one hand, his gaze inquiring. "Origin? As far as I know, the essence of wisdom lies in understanding and insight, not blindly following a voice, especially one that comes from the ethereal outer planes, a world where even the rules of time and space differ from here. If you truly seek wisdom, shouldn't you rely on your own reason and observation? Only fools need to be led by external forces, right?"
Su Cheng suddenly felt a headache. "Rationality and observation are certainly important, but they are also limited by the environment we live in."
She herself still had a lot of questions about this time travel and the bizarre transformation of her identity.
If there really is an evil god who can solve doubts, I wonder if he can see through her origins.
and--
No matter what, there is at least one person, or one existence, in this world who knows her true origins.
The voice she heard after she killed Lin Yun.
What is that?
How does it do all this?
These are still mysteries that haunt her.
"Moreover," Su Cheng shook his head and sorted out his thoughts, "...I've been to some ruins left over from wars thousands of years ago. The history known by the nearby residents is vastly different from the actual facts. What we see and feel may never be the truth. I think there are many manifestations of ignorance, but being content with the small world in front of you and refusing to acknowledge that there is a wider world is definitely one of them."
Just like the wars between the God of Light and the God of Darkness, the Church and the Secret Cult, or those even more ancient histories, many truths have been buried.
"Then," the black-haired man smiled, "how can you be sure that what you've received isn't a greater lie, a trap that lures you deeper into the wrong path? What if the 'truth' presented by a certain being is just another form of bondage?"
Su Cheng hesitated, "...perhaps what they seek isn't blind faith, but understanding and enlightenment, a broader perspective. As for traps, doesn't true wisdom also include the ability to discern them? If you want something, you always have to take risks. I don't need to explain this, do I? Also, I'm not a core member of the society, so there's a lot I don't know. I joined just to study magic with others."
He clapped his hands softly. "Well said. I hope that when you gaze into the void, the void doesn't gaze back in a way it shouldn't."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked into the inner room. The heavy door curtain suddenly fell, blocking his view.
Su Cheng: “???”
Is he angry or something?
Su Cheng really didn't expect that he would let her go, and was a little confused for a moment.
"...The Lightless Ruins? Are you sure?"
She stood at the door outside, about to go out, when she heard footsteps in the corridor.
Su Cheng didn't want to listen to others talking, but when he heard these key words, he couldn't help but take a step to the side, closed the door ajar, and stood silently against the wall.
"Yes, everyone in the Olu family said..."
There were several people talking in the corridor.
"Wait, what is the Lightless Ruins?"
"Don't you know? That's also a plane. Its entrance is in the wasteland in the far west of the northern continent. It's a very desolate place with some very unstable cracks that can lead to those broken planes. Therefore, demons appear from time to time. Although there are troops stationed in the west by the Church, the area is too vast and they can't cover it all. They can only guard some important strongholds..."
Su Cheng couldn't help but listen to them attentively.
This entire world is made up of countless planes.
For example, the North and South Continents are in one plane, and the Divine Realm is in another plane. These are both very large planes.
The rest are also large and small.
The time and space rules of each plane may be different. Some are connected to each other, while others are completely isolated.
"...The entrance to the Sunless Ruins is difficult to find, and it appears sporadically. If you're unlucky, you might not be able to find it even after spending hundreds of years."
"So that group just luckily found the entrance, entered that plane, and even got a lot of stuff from it? There are so many messed-up planes out there, what's so special about that one..."
"I suggest you read a few more books, Your Excellency. The Ruins of No Light are rumored to be the place of...death."
Su Cheng swore that he had tried his best to listen, but the pronunciation in the middle was really weird, as if an obscure foreign word was suddenly inserted.
"Well, a lot of dragons died. I heard there are dragon bones everywhere, and there are also ancient dragons. You know, the power of those ancient dragons is far greater than that of today's dragons."
Among the dragons people can see now, the most powerful one is the giant dragon, and the ancient dragons have almost become some kind of legend.
And most people haven't heard of it.
"Then I do know. I always thought they didn't really exist?"
"Who said that? They are the ancestors of the giant dragons! Just like the flying dragons and sub-dragons are the bloodline of the giant dragons..."
"Each generation is always worse than the previous one, right?"
"Are there any dragon bones in today's auction?"
"...Originally, there was one," someone said hesitantly, "but Her Highness Cassiopeia is currently negotiating with His Excellency the Duke. She wants to purchase the dragon bone first."
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Someone sneered, "That's not surprising."
She had been silent just now, letting everyone around her chatter, but when she suddenly spoke, everyone else immediately shut up.
Su Cheng immediately guessed that this person was of noble status.
"If it were a rare item, Cassiopeia would probably buy it to please His Eminence the Archbishop—"
The man sneered, "Then I'll go see His Excellency the Duke as well."
After a brief silence, the others agreed.
"...Indeed, if you openly bid, the master will only earn more, and His Excellency the Duke will surely be pleased to see it happen."
"Humph, that guy is cunning and only cares about making money..."
Su Cheng listened to their footsteps fading away before walking out of the room, looking at the empty corridor, and returning to the banquet hall.
She has confirmed very important news.
——After the auction begins, most of these bigwigs will be in the box. When they start bidding, no matter who wins in the end, I may not be able to find out their identity quickly.
But now it's different.
Judging from the tone of that person just now, there is a 90% chance that she is a royal relative, and there is even a high probability that she is the emperor's daughter.
The emperor's many children are competing for the position of heir. Some of them form alliances with each other, while others form enemies. However, they also have their own forces supporting them.
So most of them are not short of money.
Even if there are many sellers competing for the keel, in the end it might be a battle between the sisters.
As long as you can lock down the buyer's identity, the initial difficulty of getting the goods will be reduced.
There were a few more people in the banquet hall, and it was quite lively at this time.
Su Cheng walked to the corner of the hall, reviewing the broken fragments in the original book, wondering if there was any way to get the things in advance.
Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view.
A young man with a slender figure stood in the crowd. Even though he was wearing a delicate half mask, his long silver-white braids as white as snow were mixed with a few light blue hairs.
The lower half of his face that was exposed had delicate features, a high nose bridge, and lips as red as coral.
And those eyes outlined by the gold edge of the mask, the blue irises seemed to be surging with ripples.
His tall and slender figure was wrapped in a fitted dress, highlighting his slender waist and long legs.
Su Cheng: “…”
She really didn't expect to meet Xiao Lan here.
His "highlighted" hair color and facial features are so recognizable that he can be recognized from a distance.
Considering that this is a gathering of elemental mages, and this guy is proficient in both magic and martial arts, he must have a certain rank, so it is not surprising that he was invited.
——Of course, judging from the process of getting the invitation, not every elemental mage is qualified to come in. It seems that he needs to have some status.
Logically speaking, this is correct. Ordinary magicians have limited financial resources, so there is no need for them to participate in auctions.
As a core member of a mercenary group of the same level as Silver Wing, and being so young himself, it was normal for Xiao Lan to receive such treatment, and it was obvious that this guy was not short of money.
At this moment, the silver-haired boy was standing in the crowd.
Several people gathered around him and talked. Some of them obviously wanted to find out about the mercenary group, while others were interested in him personally.
Some were trying to sell him some rare goods, some were trying to do business with him, and some were making some obscure adult hints.
Xiao Lan looked a little uncomfortable, but he still dealt with them and rejected invitations from several people in succession.
Su Cheng had already seen someone sticking close to him, their shoulders almost bumping into each other.
The silver-haired boy quietly took a step to the side and did not bump into the man. His action seemed unintentional, as if he just wanted to take the snacks on the table.
She only looked for a few seconds before Xiao Lan suddenly turned his head and stared at her with those beautiful blue eyes.
Su Cheng: “…………”
She's still holding Vanessa's face, so it should be okay, right?
Is it okay?
Bar?
Xiao Lan suddenly walked over.
Su Cheng was originally standing in front of the balcony door, but when he saw him approaching, he simply hid away. The silver-haired boy seemed a little puzzled, but he also pushed the door open and came out.
"Ms. Kahn?" Xiao Lan's voice was clear and melodious. "I heard them talking about you."
Su Cheng blinked, "Hmm?"
He looked at her with a hint of curiosity and confusion in his eyes, as if he was aware of something but couldn't grasp the clues.
"I've heard of the Ring of Silence, especially Mr. Loki's name. Of course, there's also Mr. Lor. They're both excellent masters of potions and magic arrays. Of course, they've also made great achievements in the field of elemental magic..."
The silver-haired boy said as he walked forward, his curly braids falling behind him and swaying gently.
His pointed ears were propped up, and the intricately patterned platinum bone nails gleamed in the night, making his skin look as flawless and smooth as fresh snow.
Su Cheng beat Camus up in his heart.
Who said no one would ask?
Xiao Lan stopped one step in front of her, maintaining a polite social distance.
“I heard that the Olu family had given them an invitation and thought I would have the honor of meeting them.”
He said this with some regret, then quickly added, "Of course, I'm honored to meet you, Miss Kahn. I've heard that the institute's standards for recruiting new members are very strict. I believe you must be an authority in your field."
Su Cheng felt that he probably didn't recognize who he was.
Maybe Camus can be reliable for once?
If the God of Lust recognized her, it was because of the power of the god, but it didn't mean Xiao Lan could do it too.
"...By the way," the silver-haired young man said softly, "I heard that Mr. Rocky has a student who is proficient in blood magic and memory magic. I wonder if you know him?"
Su Cheng: “?”
Is this not referring to Camus?
But is he proficient in memory-related magic?
Su Cheng: "...I have never seen this person."
Xiao Lan nodded slightly, "So there really is such a person. Could you please send a message to him for me?"
Su Cheng frowned and looked at him.
Judging from Camus's tone, he and Vanessa had never met before.
Even if Vanessa could get the invitation from Mr. Lodge, it didn't mean she had the nerve to ask Mr. Lodge to pass the message to Camus.
Su Cheng was just about to make her words vague. She didn't mind helping, but she couldn't agree too readily to avoid arousing suspicion.
Su Cheng: "I can't guarantee——"
A slight burning pain suddenly spread across her back.
Su Cheng: “…”
No way.
Su Cheng thought about a certain god in the room, then looked at the young man in front of him, "If you promise me one thing, I will find a way to help you."
That bastard might even mock her, so she didn't want to ask him for help.
Xiao Lan frowned slightly, "Could you please tell me what it is?"
Su Cheng took a deep breath and said resolutely, "I like you very much. Before the auction starts, I want to spend a short happy time with you."
Xiao Lan: “?”
The boy showed a look of astonishment.
Many people have confessed their love to him, some of them quite explicit, but the Miss Kahn in front of him looked completely different from those people.
How could such a condition be proposed?
Xiao Lan sighed, "...Ms. Kahn, could you change your request? I actually have a crush on someone."
Su Cheng: “?”
Forget it then.
"Although we've only met a few times," Xiao Lan lowered his head slightly and continued, "I often think of her. I think this is what people mean by love."
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