Night Without End

Chapter 1437 - 598: Unveiling the Mystery of the Silk Scripture Skill

The Old Furnace was lost in thought, looking around bewilderedly. Where is this place?

A figure that shouldn’t have appeared—why is it standing ahead?

Thousands of years’ worth of time could have wiped out every hero under the sky, burying the world’s most formidable figures completely without trace.

Even the so-called grand eras, those mighty individuals who looked down upon the Night Fog Sea, struggled to cross the Heavenly Chasm of lifespan.

The Old Furnace’s first reaction was that its own memories and cognition must have become distorted.

How could it possibly see a figure from eight thousand years ago in this era?

The Old Furnace was greatly shocked. The engravings on its cracked surface rapidly lit up, clearing the dust from its heart as it meticulously examined the silver-haired woman in front.

There should be no mistake; it’s that familiar, stunning face, with an aura so transcendent, the elegant tilt of her head, the curve of her lips, all exactly as before.

The Old Furnace mused hazily: What day is today? What place am I in?

Qin Ming transmitted sound: "Senior Lu, are you certain of what you said?"

He wants to reassess the roots of the Chairman, distanced so far from this era.

The Old Furnace responded with immense gravity, "If there’s no accident, it’s her. Eight thousand years ago, at a grand gathering, I glimpsed her from afar."

As a new Artifact Spirit, its recollection of the past was limited, yet discovering this figure amidst chaotic and intricate fragmentary memories was exceedingly fortunate.

One thing it could confirm: the silver-haired woman is a significant figure.

After all, that gathering back in the day seemed to have a very high status. How could a being surrounded, greeted proactively by others, be of no consequence?

After learning these secrets, Qin Ming pondered privately: The Chairman is unfathomable.

Both mind and spirit of the Old Furnace were in disarray, bewildered and lost. Could it be outdated and ill-informed, unable to fathom how a figure from eight thousand years ago could have survived to this age?

This is comparable to opening heaven and earth, offering a path to many historic mighty figures and exceptional individuals.

The Old Furnace was dazed. If so, how regrettable for its acquaintances who have passed away, not having waited for such a Pathfinder to emerge.

Qin Ming faced the Chairman calmly, without the mental turmoil of the Old Furnace.

This is because he knew well that the Chairman in front, on clean paper without ink, had clear eyes, a pure temperament, and was not some unparalleled figure.

However, as time progressed, ultimately, the neighborhood girl would grow mature.

Of course, when looking to the future, Qin Ming felt a bit of urgency; the Chairman’s awakening speed was too fast.

At this rate, through time’s baptism and cleansing, the Chairman would surely regain her former unparalleled brilliance.

This situation pressed Qin Ming to strive forth, advance boldly, continuously forge ahead.

Otherwise, he might be surpassed or face crisis from the Chairman, one of the Three Mings under him.

Qin Ming wasn’t overly anxious because, if necessary, he could let the Chairman "live in peace" for a while, allowing a period of "cooling down."

The Old Furnace experienced a mental journey: Who am I, where am I, why am I seeing a legendary figure from eight thousand years ago?

After a brief quiet, it finally couldn’t hold back and asked, "Mingzi, how do you know her?"

The Old Furnace had even changed its address, enveloping both of them in light fog, isolating them from the outside.

Qin Ming calmly responded, "Captured her."

"?" The Old Furnace was dumbstruck.

"Really!" Qin Ming emphasized.

The Old Furnace shook violently, stumbling, almost falling from mid-air.

It genuinely questioned its own existence, feeling as if not in the present world—perhaps it dreamt for eight thousand years, returning to the old era of strongest contenders?

Qin Ming said, "There are many complicated secrets in this. I brought her out from a Longevity Experiment Field."

The Old Furnace confirmed he wasn’t lying.

"What’s your current relationship?" The Old Furnace further inquired.

Qin Ming informed, "I want her to consider me as her master."

"..." The Old Furnace really wanted to knock on his head to clear him. How could a person court death like this?

Qin Ming added, "In principle, there’s no problem. She was defeated by me; it’s just that she’s yet to wholeheartedly submit."

The Old Furnace: "!"

It didn’t want to speak, unable to regain composure.

It felt the world was changing too fast, questioning whether it had been isolated for thousands of years?

A moment later, the Old Furnace muttered to itself, "How’s it possible—are you crazy, or am I crazy?"

Qin Ming didn’t hide anything, quickly summarizing part of his experience.

Even so, the Old Furnace remained silent for a long time, finding it hard to believe.

Then it saw Qin Ming walking out of the light fog, smiling and greeting the silver-haired woman.

"Figures from eight thousand years ago standing shoulder to shoulder with this era’s Xiao Qin, discussing the Miao Technique—this world... I can’t understand."

The Old Furnace sorted through the scattered memories, deeply doubting itself: Am I in a state of mental disorder?

Not knowing the path of Body Resurgence, it was utterly shocked, feeling that the peerless woman from the old era had truly returned.

Papers filled with Scripture, carrying Spirit Essence, swirled around Qin Ming and the Chairman, like a large array of petals floating, radiating brilliant Divine Radiance, displaying an order of beauty, constantly dancing.

The Chairman, in plain white like snow, with clear eyes, said, "This skill resembles the Demon Scripture, overly sinister. Some of the main principles it contains are not meant for this life, the original intention is flawed."

Qin Ming tilted his head to look at her, feeling she was an unparalleled demon herself. How long had she been studying this Scripture Meaning? Just three days, yet she already uncovered certain essences.

"Amazing!" Qin Ming sincerely praised.

He knew the Chairman’s intuition was terrifyingly strong, though the key reason was her extraordinary cultivation and the accumulation of past experiences, not entirely forgetful of certain True Scriptures in history. Her body’s instinct was awakening, guided divinely towards direction.