vstars Chapter 109 If We Could Go Back to the Past
Chapter 109 If We Could Go Back to the Past
Al-Hysen calmly observed the foreigner of unknown origin before him. His demeanor was quite different from that of the other scholars, not to mention his unusual eyes. He was certain that he had never seen this person in any scholar's written materials.
Seeing that the person in front of him did not answer, Elhesen continued, "Although I don't know how you registered and obtained the 'Void's' recognition, this is the Council of the Church, so please leave."
Xuan Qing remained calm. It was class time, and they were the only two people in the library at the moment. Xuan Qing put down his book, and with a wave of his left hand, the chair in front of Elhesen was pulled out.
Xuan Qing: "Please sit down."
Elhesen sat down naturally, without the slightest panic, which made Xuan Qing think more highly of him.
“I have no intention of disturbing you. I’m just here to find something.” Xuan Qing made it clear that he had no ill intentions. “I originally thought that the entire Order Academy was bound by this machine, but I didn’t expect that there was actually a genius who could see through it.” Xuan Qing pointed to the “Void Terminal” on his ear, the meaning of which was self-evident.
"I wouldn't call myself a genius, but you're not wrong. If used well, this thing can be a powerful tool, but if used poorly, it will only make the brain duller and less good at thinking."
“Everything has two sides, and people are no exception.” Xuan Qing stroked the books, slowly stood up, and said, “Secretary Elhesen, let’s meet again in the ‘future’.”
Elhesen suddenly looked up and met Xuan Qing's eyes. Then a wave of dizziness invaded his brain, and he collapsed onto the table, falling into a deep sleep.
After that, Xuanqing left the library. There was no information about the Grass Goddess in the books here, so it seems that the "Instruction Institute" really hid her very well.
Xuan Qing rubbed his temples and said, "I hope there's some news from Xuan Yue." He had just exhausted a lot of his divine power and needed to find a quiet place to rest.
Xuan Yue just flew down from the sky and saw Xuan Qing looking exhausted, so she immediately flew onto his shoulder.
Xuan Yue: "Chirp chirp..." (Are you alright...?)
Xuan Qing shook his head: "I'm just a little tired. Let's find a place to stay first."
They also need a place to exchange information.
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As soon as Xuan Qing closed the door, Xuan Yue transformed back into human form, supported Xuan Qing's body, and led him to the bed.
Xuan Yue: "...How is it...?"
Xuan Qing: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Have you found out anything?"
Seeing Xuan Qing's reaction, Xuan Yue let him be: "I've found out that the Grass God is probably imprisoned by the 'Order Council'."
"Imprisonment?" Xuan Qing showed no surprise; this was within his expectations. "It seems my previous guess was correct. The actual control of Sumeru is now entirely in the hands of the 'Order Council.'"
“That’s not all.” Xuan Yue said, picking up the teapot on the table and pouring Xuan Qing a cup of tea. “The ‘Ordination Council’ wants to abandon their god and plans to create another one to manage Sumeru.”
"The reason is that the god of 'wisdom' is merely a figurehead, unable to fulfill their desire for 'knowledge.'"
Xuan Qing took the tea Xuan Yue handed him: "Heh, so now that they've seized power, they're acting recklessly? Man-made 'gods' cannot exist without the permission of 'order,' and their yearning for 'wisdom' seems like a desire to gain without effort."
Xuan Yue nodded in agreement: "That's right, and I also encountered that great sage named Azar who directly imprisoned all the other sages who opposed his plan. However, I heard them mention two names, one is Tinari, and the other is Seno."
"Hmm? Let me look." Xuan Qing directly asked "Void," and immediately two people's information popped up:
Tinari, a botanist of the Biophysical school who graduated from the Amridic Academy of the Faith of Sumeru, is a prized student of the Biophysical sage Nafis and currently serves as a forest ranger in the Forest of the Way.
Seno graduated from the Sumeru Order Academy's Sulun School and is now the Grand Disciplinarian of the Order Academy, the leader of all the Disciplinarians.
"Judging from the information on these two people, their personalities are destined not to associate with those people... Uh!" Xuan Qing suddenly felt a headache coming on; it seemed he had indeed used too much divine power today.
Upon seeing his condition, Xuan Yue immediately transferred her energy without saying a word, but she couldn't help but scold him, "Your body can't handle using divine power so frequently... You're not allowed to use it again today."
Xuan Qing nodded. The power Xuan Yue was channeling into him made his complexion slightly rosier. Once he had regained some strength, he grabbed Xuan Yue's hand, which was still transmitting power, and told her to stop: "Alright, Xuan Yue, I'm just a little tired. It's getting late, let's go to sleep."
"Okay, okay, really. You always change the subject, I just can't do anything with you." Although Xuan Yue said this, she quickly lay down next to Xuan Qing, turned off the light, and snuggled into Xuan Qing's arms: "Goodnight, brother."
Xuan Qing was taken aback at first, but felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and softly replied, "Goodnight, A-Yue..."
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Late at night, Xuan Qing, having exhausted his divine power, had fallen into a deep sleep. Xuan Yue, however, quietly opened her eyes and took out the jade pendant Zhong Li had given her. Even in the darkness, it still emitted a faint glow…
"If...we could go back in time and we hadn't separated, then now...could I help you share the burden...?"
Unfortunately, no one answered him on this quiet night.
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Xuanqing slept for three whole days without waking up. Fortunately, they had enough money, so Xuanyue used her transformation technique to turn into Xuanqing's appearance and pay the room fee, which prevented anyone from suspecting anything.
He took advantage of Xuan Qing's unconsciousness to go out and gather information, and he did indeed hear quite a bit...
"Hey, did you hear? A copy of canned knowledge that the Order of the Church has been keeping safe has been stolen." A scholar from the Order of the Church was secretly telling his friend in an alley.
"Your knowledge about canning has been stolen? Who's the thief? Has the disciplinary committee found them?" His friend looked visibly puzzled.
"No, not a single piece of news. But the Order of the Fathers is making a big move; they're going all out to find that lost canned knowledge."
"It's just some knowledge about canned goods, what's the big deal about making a big fuss about it all over the streets?"
"You have no idea, that canned knowledge contains the knowledge of 'gods.' Think about it, as long as you use that canned knowledge, you can gain the wisdom of 'gods.' No wonder the Faculty of Religion is in such a hurry, sending all of us freshmen out to search for it."
"We don't have a single clue, how are we supposed to search..."
"That's right…"
(Canned Knowledge...) Hearing their conversation, Xuan Yue recalled the can-like object in the great sage's hand. He had said, "Find a way to throw this into the black market and spread the word about the disappearance of 'Canned Knowledge of the Gods.' After all, those desert barbarians are quite troublesome."
(Looks like that's it. They're really quick.) Xuan Yue returned to the inn without making a sound. Xuan Qing was asleep, but his strength was slowly recovering, and he would probably wake up soon.
Looking at Xuan Qing's sleeping face, Xuan Yue felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. They were originally one, but now, he could only wait for Xuan Qing to recover, and there was nothing else he could do...