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Capítulo 1274: Chapter 1274: River God Above (20)

The images displayed here should all be past occurrences, but there are too many records, and Chuzheng can’t find any pattern. She can’t see that image again for the time being.

The palace within Chuzheng’s body played dead once again when she fell to the bottom of the valley.

Now, no matter what she does, she can’t get it to come out.

So it’s still uncertain whether this place is the Nine Heavens.

Chuzheng studies the white jade pillar for a while: “Should we destroy it to see?”

Xuan Ying, who was lost in thought, shudders at Chuzheng’s words: “We don’t know what these things do, how can we just destroy them at will?”

“Wouldn’t we know what they’re for once they’re destroyed?” Chuzheng says quite confidently.

“…”

Although there is a point, can something like this be moved so carelessly?

Xuan Ying rejects Chuzheng’s suggestion to act recklessly.

Chuzheng: “Then what do you suggest we do now?”

Xuan Ying: “Let’s take another look at those images, maybe there will be clues.”

Chuzheng finds it troublesome and is unwilling to do it: “You look for yourself then.”

Xuan Ying: “…”

Chuzheng finds a place to sit down while Xuan Ying looks at those images himself.

But the result is not as hoped; nothing useful is seen again.

–

Aside from these palaces, there is nothing else at the bottom of the valley, the entire valley has no other exits, the only exit is above.

Chuzheng takes a lap outside, and upon returning, finds Xuan Ying still inside the white jade pillar.

Perhaps because there’s someone inside, the white jade pillar keeps running, but from outside, the images within can’t be seen.

Chuzheng circles the white jade pillar, noting down its operation pattern, pondering it for a while, and suddenly her eyes light up.

Got it!

These white jade pillars are operating according to the Big Dipper constellation… precisely seven pillars.

But what is the use?

One still can’t know what these white jade pillars do.

If this place is truly the Nine Heavens, then where the white jade pillars stand should be the Tongtian Temple, so why are these white jade pillars erected?

Chuzheng finds a place to sit, watching the man inside the white jade pillar.

The man stands tall and straight, with his head slightly tilted, eyes gazing into the void, the light etching out the fluid lines of his profile, making even a profile strikingly impressive.

Chuzheng’s thoughts scatter, jumping from this to that, and in the end, she doesn’t know what she’s thinking at all.

Xuan Ying takes a while to come out, seemingly not having found any clues either.

He walks to the step beside Chuzheng and sits: “Why do you think the Nine Heavens might be here?”

“Maybe this isn’t the Nine Heavens,” Chuzheng answers mindlessly.

“Hmm, that’s possible too.” Xuan Ying nods: “But the Divine Seal is real.”

So even if this place isn’t truly the Nine Heavens, it was indeed left by the Divine Clan.

The Divine Seal is unique, with no duplicates in the world.

“Regardless of whether it’s real or not, why would the Divine Clan leave the Nine Heavens here?” Chuzheng asks casually, without expecting an answer from Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying indeed doesn’t have an answer.

“Can’t you summon the Tongtian Temple?”

“No.”

That little broken temple has quite a temper; it comes out when it wants to and refuses when it doesn’t, how excessive!

Xuan Ying: “Why would the Tongtian Temple bring you here?”

Chuzheng tilts her head, meeting Xuan Ying’s gaze: “That’s a question I’d like to know too.”

What exactly about me attracts that little broken temple, dragging me into pits.

Xuan Ying is unaccustomed to such direct gazes, averting his eyes and mutters, “If the Tongtian Temple sought you out, there must be a reason.”

Chuzheng strokes her chin, contemplating for a moment: “Maybe because I’m awesome.”

Xuan Ying: “…”

He wants to retort but doesn’t know where to start.

She is indeed quite capable.

But who is she?

Xuan Ying always feels a familiarity with her; they must have met before… but he just can’t remember, no matter how hard he tries. Get full chapters from NoveI★Fire.net

Xuan Ying suddenly says, “Have you heard a rumor?”

Chuzheng, feeling a bit bored, cooperatively responds, “What is it.”

“It’s rumored that the Tongtian Temple can open the passage to the Divine Realm.”

The Tongtian Temple has the ability to bypass the Heaven and Earth Laws, so it makes sense that it could open a passage to the Divine Realm.

Back then, they were pressed down by the water flow and instantly found themselves here; could it have been the doing of the Tongtian Temple?

Chuzheng unemotionally spits out, “Then are we in the Divine Realm now?”

“I don’t know.”

The two fall silent for a moment, and Chuzheng waves her hand: “Let’s rest first, then check out other places when we’re well-rested.”

Let’s see if this place really is the Divine Realm.

Xuan Ying can’t think of anything more useful either, nods, and randomly picks a hall to enter.

Chuzheng remains unmoving, sitting on the white jade steps, staring at those white jade pillars.

After a long while, she withdraws her gaze, looks down at her own wrist, the black fingerprint on it becoming increasingly obvious.

Before, she could still feel a bit of numbness in her arm, but now she feels nothing, as if this arm isn’t her own.

Chuzheng exhales a breath, deciding to search for any magical pills or elixirs.

She turns the ‘Nine Heavens’ upside down, flipping out a lot of messy books but sees no trace of magical pills or elixirs.

Clatter——

The items on the shelf are knocked over by Chuzheng, all falling to the ground.

Chuzheng glances back, initially indifferent, but just as she’s about to turn around, she suddenly whips back around.

She steps forward in a few strides, picking up the painting unfurled on the ground.

It’s a painting of a beauty, such abstract art that Chuzheng couldn’t recognize who it was, but…

She recognizes the name ‘Chuzheng’.

How does her former name appear here?

Coincidence? Same name, same surname?

Chuzheng doesn’t think there are that many coincidences, especially since that little broken temple clings to her.

Below the words ‘Chuzheng’, there are more words.

It’s written in small script, and Chuzheng brings it close to her eyes to decipher.

“Birthday painting for the Princess of the North Sea… North Sea?”

What’s in the North Sea? Seafood!

Chuzheng feels a bit flustered.

Can she understand what those fish say, meaning she is also a water creature?

No, no, no… someone of a status grand enough to be called Eldest Princess couldn’t possibly be just a common water creature…

North Sea, dragon??

Chuzheng instinctively touches her own head, not feeling any horns, and after three seconds, she withdraws her hand, sneakily glancing around, relieved that no one is there.

Perhaps this painting isn’t ‘Chuzheng’, but created by ‘Chuzheng’, and given to the Princess of the North Sea?

–

Inside the hall, Xuan Ying sits cross-legged, seemingly meditating, and Chuzheng enters with the painting, not disturbing him, just standing quietly.

Xuan Ying finishes his meditation and opens his eyes to see Chuzheng standing not far away.

Chuzheng sees him open his eyes and immediately carries the painting over.

“Take a look at this, do you recognize it?”

Chuzheng unfurls the painting.

Xuan Ying’s gaze lands on the painting, quickly saying, “There’s nothing on here, what are you asking me to see?”

Chuzheng: “???”

Chuzheng turns the painting around, the beauty picture she saw just now is gone, along with the words on it.

Chuzheng: “!!!”

Are you kidding me?

Chuzheng recounts the painting’s content to Xuan Ying, especially those lines of text.