The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Chapter 281: Candle Dragon Venerable's Intelligence



Gu Jianlin naturally didn't believe he had something as absurd as the Peach Blossom Curse. Even though he was surrounded by top-tier beauties, he remained steadfast, heart as solid as a rock. How could he possibly be moved by women?

"A Westerner like you… actually knows how to read faces?"

He couldn't help but tease.

Nightmare was silent for a moment. From beneath the hood, a pair of eyes secretly studied him. Then, with gravity, Nightmare said, "You can doubt everything about me, but you can't doubt my divination skills! While my divination in criminal cases may not compare to your profiling, you're right in front of me. How could I possibly misread your fate?"

"As for face-reading and such, those are terms I picked up after coming to the East. After all, the Spirit Medium Path and Divination Master Path overlap in some aspects. The professional jargon just needed translation."

He explained, "This mainly stems from the fact that the President doesn't like our Western methodology."

"Are you sure your calculations are accurate?"

Gu Jianlin still doubted.

"Of course. My divination regarding you involves no Transcendent elements. After all, you're a Catastrophe's disciple and likely to be entangled with powerful Ancient Gods due to karma. I merely observed the pheromones you've recently revealed and discerned that you're cursed by the Peach Blossom Curse. Not a single woman around you is easy to deal with!"

Nightmare's voice trembled as he exclaimed, "I've never seen such a terrifying Peach Blossom Curse. The last one I saw was about one-fifth as strong—and that person was a Ying Province native who ended up getting beheaded by a woman!"

Unbelievable.

Gu Jianlin remained expressionless, though his mind was riddled with doubt.

At that moment, someone approached.

"You're here."

Lu Qingqing, draped in a black shawl and wearing a deep red gown, wine glass in hand, calmly said, "I almost thought you weren't coming. After all, killing a minister outright is unprecedented. But judging from the current situation, it seems the upper echelon values your abilities and has decided to include you in the Strategy Group."

As a teammate from the Sea of Eternal Life and a direct descendent of the Lu Family, she too had joined the Strategy Group.

Yet there was trace of melancholy between her brows, probably due to her sister being labeled a traitor. She had barely recovered from her injuries and was already networking frantically, intent on resolving the situation.

Accompanying her was a man dressed in a Daoist robe, like a Taoist wandering the martial world. He looked about thirty-something years old with a small mustache, exuding a certain wise and immortal air.

"Allow me to introduce: Omega Sequence No. 17, Divination Master Path, Fifth Rank."

Lu Qingqing introduced, "Codename—Lord Meng."

Gu Jianlin nodded slightly, then suddenly noticed a drastic change in the Divination Master's expression.

"Peach Blossom Curse! Such a strong Peach Blossom Curse!"

Lord Meng's face turned pale as he exclaimed, "This is incredible, truly incredible. In my sixteen years of experience, I've never seen such a powerful Peach Blossom Curse! What kind of fate does one need to survive this? Good heavens!"

Nightmare scoffed, "See that? It's absolutely not my lack of skill! With such an intense Peach Blossom Curse, there's no way anyone could be mistaken. I'd even wager that if a Holy Land Level expert came in, they'd conclude the same!"

Peach Blossom Curse!

Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes, secretly studying the youth in front of her.

As the King of Qing's student and the recently famed Super Newcomer King, his reputation had taken the world by storm—not just for his innate talent, combat prowess, and fearless methods.

But also for his title: the Sister Killer.

No girl around him was simple.

Take Thunder, for instance—the President's personally chosen successor.

Needless to say, the pride of the Order World, destined to inherit the President's role.

Then there's Moon Princess, the Twilight Candidate of the You Ying Group.

On their Sea of Eternal Life expedition, this girl's sheer strength could only be described as god-defying—truly impressive.

But even so, the Peach Blossom Curse shouldn't be this potent.

Unless those two girls started fighting.

The problem is, Gu Jianlin himself isn't the type to play around with women.

Fine, this point may be debatable, but you get the idea.

Still, for him to coexist with these two women proved his skill.

"Did you provoke some woman?"

She couldn't help but ask.

"How is that possible?"

Gu Jianlin thought to himself, who could he have provoked? An old monster? What a joke.

"Then this is truly strange."

Lu Qingqing furrowed her brows.

"Just because you haven't provoked anyone now doesn't mean you won't in the future!"

Nightmare said gravely, "Either way, be careful."

Lord Meng seemed to find a kindred spirit and said, "If worse comes to worst, you can visit the Cloud Bright Secret Treasure for clarity. All of us have gained lifelong insights from it! Plus, the first kill of the gatekeeper boss is approaching. Everyone participating will receive a Heavenly Destiny Jade Scroll to boost their fortunes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wild laugh erupted at the end of the corridor!

Ji Xiaoyu, like a crazed Sun Houzi just released from the Five-finger Mountain, bounded forward shouting, "Hahaha! My Heavenly Destiny Jade Scroll is unparalleled! Didn't I say I'm the strongest? Who dares challenge me? Anyone? Is there any Catastrophe who wants to take me as their disciple? I want to become an Evolver, gain Qilin Power, and surpass Qilin Venerable!"

Ever since her potion proved effective, this child had been completely unhinged.

Apparently, despite being dragged into the Strategy Group, she was still accompanied by her Alchemists.

Fresh from the Cloud Bright Secret Treasure, she immediately dove back into her lab, ignoring everyone else.


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