Chapter 136 What Blinded My Eyes?
Chapter 136 What Blinded My Eyes?
Gods.
A piece of information suddenly flashed through Chen You's mind.
"That tattered map and emblem from last time," he asked, "you said it pointed to a forbidden being cursed by the laws, something like an ancient god."
"Is that thing... considered a deity?"
Hill's expression changed again, but this time, his smile held a hint of amusement and inscrutable meaning.
"When you actually stand before him, you will naturally know the answer."
They've started playing cryptic games again.
Chen You pursed his lips, already having an answer to this pretentious charade.
He cut straight to the next key point: "Only a chance of it dropping? A chance..."
Is it big or not?
Hill's smile became flawless again, and she spoke slowly in a chanting tone.
"The fall of a god is itself the most magnificent tragedy in the long river of time. As for whether a 'divine core' can be born, that depends on... fate."
It's started again.
"fate?"
Chen You raised an eyebrow, then asked in a tone that almost made Hill lose his composure again.
"Are there any items that can increase 'affinity'?"
"For example, [Powerful Bond Incense] or [Guaranteed Divine Core Lucky Ticket]?"
"How many gold coins does one piece cost? Is it limited?"
"..."
Hill's lips twitched violently.
She felt like her logic processor was about to crash because of the man in front of her.
A potent incense for attracting love?
Is a guaranteed Divine Core Lucky Ticket?
Why didn't you mention the "Godslayer Guaranteed Payout Pool"?!
Seeing that this elegant NPC lady was about to degenerate from an epic guide into a irritable customer service representative, Chen You thought to himself: Serves you right for liking to act.
He had obtained enough information and would not linger.
With a thought, Chen You's figure became illusory and disappeared in the Supreme Tower's main hall.
Hill was left standing there bewildered and frustrated, with a heart full of epic emotions that had nowhere to go, completely lost.
After a long, long breath, she murmured to herself in a voice only she could hear:
"Be elegant, stay elegant..."
……
The lights of the Qinling Command Center came into view.
Chen You got up and stretched his neck.
Before he could even share the explosive news of "god-killing" with Sun Feng and the others who were waiting nearby, Li Guoan, with a serious expression, strode over.
"Come with me."
Li Guoan's tone left no room for argument, and he even grabbed Chen You's arm and pulled him out of the command hall.
"Director Li, what happened?"
Chen You was taken aback. If something could make Li Guoan so anxious, it must be something serious.
"A good thing, and a big thing," Li Guoan said, walking briskly without turning his head.
The two left the room, walked through the corridor, and went directly outdoors.
At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun lingered on the horizon.
The atmosphere was solemn on the platform outside the command center.
A dozen or so young men in uniform training clothes stood in two straight lines.
Their posture was as upright as a pine tree, their eyes as sharp as an eagle's; they possessed both the iron discipline of soldiers and the calm demeanor of scholars.
Upon seeing Li Guoan and Chen You enter, everyone snapped to attention, their eyes immediately fixed on Chen You.
It was filled with curiosity, scrutiny, and a hint of barely concealed excitement and reverence.
He is the creator of the "Xianxia" guild, the first person in Chinese civilization to enter the extraordinary era, and a living legend!
"They are the first batch of candidates for the 'Dragon Scale Project'."
Li Guoan released his grip, stood beside Chen You, and said in a low voice.
His gaze swept over those young yet resolute faces, his eyes filled with expectation.
"Physical fitness, political background, psychological assessment, willpower... all indicators are top-notch."
"Most importantly, according to the preliminary cultivation method test of 'Seven Scenes of Purple Heart', they all successfully sensed the presence of spiritual energy."
Li Guoan paused, turned his head, and looked at Chen You with an extremely solemn gaze.
"But instruments and data are ultimately cold. Only you are the one who truly embarks on this path."
"Help me check if they... are really 'the material'."
The implication was that Chen You, the only "senior brother," should be put in charge of the country's judgment.
Let's see if there are any problems that the data can't detect in these future "junior brothers and sisters".
Chen You instantly understood what Li Guoan meant.
He nodded, took two steps forward, and calmly swept his gaze across everyone's face.
These chosen prodigies are all exceptional individuals.
Under Chen You's gaze, they all involuntarily held their breath and even felt an inexplicable pressure.
Chen You didn't need to look at it deliberately; [Spiritual Vision] had already projected everything onto his retina.
Within the bodies of those dozen or so candidates, he could clearly see wisps of spiritual energy, finer than a strand of hair and as faint as fireflies.
Although these spiritual energies are insignificant, they are real.
These energy flowed slowly through the meridians of these people, proving that they had indeed taken the first step in sensing the heavens and earth and drawing energy into their bodies.
"Project Dragon Scale" was a success.
Even Chen You couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.
Just then, he suddenly remembered the skill he had acquired before, which he had never used even once.
[One can discern a person's heart by observing their aura.]
If you're going to look at it, then look at it thoroughly.
As Chen You's thoughts stirred again, the scene before his eyes underwent another dramatic change.
If we say that "spiritual vision" sees "energy" on the material level.
Then what [seeing the heart through the aura] sees is the even more ethereal, yet directly points to the essence of "aura".
To be precise, it includes two different directions: "observing the qi" and "seeing the heart".
He saw that the soldier standing at the forefront, Mu Xi, exuded a sharp, fierce, and crimson aura, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
He saw that the scholar Lin Miao exuded a gentle and peaceful aura of green.
The auras of the others were also different; some were as heavy as mountains, some as fluid as water, and some as fiery as fire...
Although they come in different forms, they all reveal an uplifting, positive, and pure quality at their core.
Not just people, but everything in his field of vision seemed to be shrouded in a special color.
"That's interesting..."
Chen You thought to himself.
This skill seems to truly be able to see through illusions and reach one's true self.
In fact, this skill contains an even grander aura, but Chen You has not yet grasped it.
He subconsciously scanned the entire room, wanting to see what different auras different people would exude.
The guards are a menacing force, while the researchers are the radiant light of reason…
However, when his gaze fell on materials expert Qian Zhonghua, his pupils involuntarily contracted.
Above the head of Academician Qian Zhonghua, who was over sixty years old but still vigorous, was a visible, deathly gray aura, like years of accumulated ash.
In that deathly gray expanse, there were a few strands of black silk, thinner than a strand of hair, coiled like venomous snakes, exuding an ominous and ominous aura.
What... is going on?
Chen You's heart skipped a beat, and he blinked sharply, deactivating the [Observe Qi to See Heart] ability.
The academician Qian Zhonghua in front of me was discussing something in hushed tones with two assistants. His face was ruddy and his voice was loud and clear, showing no signs of anything amiss.
illusion?
Chen You refused to believe in superstitions and activated [Observing Qi to See the Heart]!
As his perspective shifted, that chilling, deathly gray aura still lingered above Qian Zhonghua's head, even more intense than before.
A layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from Chen You's back.
He didn't know what it specifically meant.
But it's definitely not a good sign!
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