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Langdon Hood was an absolutely faithful 'Truth-seeker'.

He was a part of the Truth Union's Mechanical Department and a Pandemonium-rank scholar who was a subordinate of Rowell Feige. Hood was well distinguished in the field of firearms and was also a lover of heavy firepower.

As a reminder, the Head of Mechanics Feige and Head of Alchemy Rowell, were the old pals passing sarcastic remarks about each other in Andrew's office previously.

Feige's close relationship was met with a lot of questioning and alienation from many scholars after Andrew was impeached and put on surveillance.

Moreover, the attack on Machine Loop indicated a severe dereliction of duty on Feige's part. If it hadn't been for the other Vice-Chairman's determination to seize control and pin all responsibility onto Andrew, Feige might have already been kicked to the bottom.

Of course, the main reason was that the 'Clay Idol' Project exhausted a great deal of manpower, material, and financial resources, and its best results had been stolen away.

All the remaining specimens and even related laboratories and storehouses were basically destroyed and the losses were immense, leading to a furious sentiment throughout.

In the entire Truth Union, there had been many that opposed the 'Clay Idol' Project from the beginning. Now that dissension was rife, the 'Clay Idol' Project was canceled to cut losses and the funding was channeled towards developing more practical exoskeleton suits.

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In short, this attack had worsened the already awkward and strife-laden situation within the Mechanical Department. Feige was even more disconsolate than ever. He buried himself in isolated research and did not care about anything for some time.

Feige's subordinates suffered too. With no funding and no projects, they were completely idle till the new project took over them.

In this sort of situation, the information concerning the bookstore that Andrew had divulged to the 'Truth-seekers' suddenly became the primary objective of these scholars.

In reality, even if Andrew's order hadn't been overrode, they too would still have wanted to go to the bookstore either way.

For these 'Truth-seekers', there was nothing more fascinating than knowledge.

And if there were such a thing, it would only be even more knowledge!

They were like fanatical zealots of a religion, relentless in their pursuit for knowledge and weren't afraid to use any sorts of means to gain, seize, or steal knowledge.

Some people in conflict with the 'Truth-seekers' termed them 'soul suckers' to express their contempt for the morals of this group.

However, the 'Knowledge-preachers' nor Secret Rite Tower had any way of imposing sanctions on them as what they pillaged was merely knowledge and not the lives, wills or souls that would cause harm.

And the victim's stolen knowledge wasn't irretrievable, it just needed to be relearned.

It could be said that this was a group of lawless fanatics that threaded a fine line on the boundary in which transcendent beings weren't allowed to do anything to ordinary folk.

After all, if the 'Truth-seekers' actions were considered a breach of regulations, then the actions of erasing the memories of ordinary folk would be even more serious.

In the Truth Union, the numbers of 'Truth-seekers' were roughly one in twenty, whereas the 'Knowledge-preachers' faction that wished for the widespread dissemination of knowledge numbered at one in a hundred.

Thus, 'Truth-seekers' were a large portion of the Truth Union's scholars that couldn't be underestimated.

These people weren't fools and it would be unwise to see them as normal. Some of these knowledge fanatics were so obsessed with learning that they couldn't function properly most of the time.

On the contrary, they were ambitious, perverse, reckless, and sometimes indifferent towards human life.

They were truly a bunch of 'lunatics'.

By the time Andrew's order was intercepted for the second time, a squad of 'Truth-seekers' led by Hood were already on 23rd Avenue.

They had cautiously chosen to observe first.

In the information provided by Andrew, the bookstore owner's prowess was still uncertain. Therefore, Hood was extremely curious and thus observed for a longer time.

In fact, after watching for about a week and a half, Hood felt that the bookstore owner didn't seem to act like how a truly powerful being was supposed to be.

Putting aside everything else, having the Ash Chamber of Commerce to do renovations was just overkill. Totally unlike a powerful being!

It was one thing to be lazy, but wouldn't such a task be merely a trifle for a high-level powerhouse?

Going through this entire process was surely much more troublesome.

To say that the bookstore owner found it amusing and entertaining was probably the only explanation though it wasn't a strong one.

However, there seemed to be a contradiction with the mysterious bookstore owner's persona of one who liked recommending books to others because the party from the Ash Chamber of Commerce didn't bring any books away despite them coming and going multiple times.

After observing for some time, few of the 'Truth-seekers' eventually verified that this group from the Ash Chamber of Commerce had been specially here to do renovations.

This was very strange indeed.

A bold guess started to form in the minds of some of these 'lunatics' — Perhaps this bookstore owner, feared by many, and said to be the one behind the summoning of the ancient elven king, actually had no power.

Powerless didn't necessarily mean he was an ordinary being.

But perhaps, he might have lost or had his power limited for some reason.

This discovery excited the bunch of 'lunatics' and they looked forward to the operation with great anticipation. After some rounds of discussion, they decided to take action tonight by infiltrating the bookstore and probing into the knowledge of the bookstore as well as its owner.

Another thing of concern was the bookstore owner's assistant.

As a subordinate of Feige, Hood had been involved with the 'Clay Idol' Project before.

While his area of expertise wasn't in the study of creation, Hood had worked in the laboratory for a short while when the 'Clay Idol' Project was shorthanded.

He had an inkling of those homunculi from back in the lab. And even more coincidentally, he seemed to have seen this assistant before.

Hood was almost convinced that the scar on this assistant's nape must have been a result of removing the barcode.

At night.

'Truth-seekers' from the Truth Union pried open the door of the bookstore. Like a bunch of robbers, they were here to pillage the most valuable thing—knowledge.

"You bunch stay downstairs and check the books. Retreat immediately the moment you realize something amiss. Got it?"

Having finished giving out instructions, Hood raised his gun and slowly made his way up via the stairs.

The lightweight exoskeleton armor didn't make any sound and the cloaking function didn't just hide him but also covered all traces, making him as stealthy as a cat.

Hood's own conjectures were even more reinforced by the fact that the bookstore owner hadn't even set up any basic defensive spells.

Moving ever so carefully, Hood finally came to Lin Jie's bedroom.

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Lin Jie's eyes followed the dazzling and brilliant sword blade up to its tip.

Ash-like snow landing gently on the sword melted rapidly.

Aether?

Naturally, as a folklore researcher that was frequently exposed to occult beliefs, Lin Jie had heard of such a concept before.

Aether, ether, or akasha.

These all referred to space or sky, the first basic element in the creation of all material, and the fifth element alongside earth, air, water, and fire which existed in all things in the material world.

This, of course, was the more mysterious explanation of it.

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In Ancient Greece, aether was a kind of matter thought up by the ancient Greek philosopher Aristotle, an imaginary material concept that ancient physicists used to aid them when pondering over certain physics phenomenons.

Later on, scientists came up with a variety of explanations about aether, but with the development of science, the theory of aether was gradually dismissed.

Lin Jie didn't have a great understanding of all these as he didn't have too much interest in physics and merely read such stuff just for the sake of reading.

Under these circumstances, Silver's slightly cryptic question was likely philosophical.

But, it probably was a literal one.

Lin Jie thought for a bit, then replied, "Is this dream... aether?"

Aether was the fifth element, and at the same time, one of the four basic elements of creation, omnipresent and a fundamental of all things.

Perspectively speaking, the place he was at right now wasn't a dream of his, but a very real space that existed beyond the material world.

And space... Isn't it aether?

This made Lin Jie come up with a conjecture.

Could it be that in Azir, aether isn't purely a philosophical concept but a true existing form of energy, or 'a stream of consciousness'?

Wait a minute. Azir!

Lin Jie was momentarily stunned. The name of this land was Azir, but it was only a transliteration of Chinese characters.

Its actual pronunciation was Azure, meaning sky blue or the heavens. Which represented the aether!

This was no coincidence!

As Lin Jie pondered, a question that had never bothered him before popped up in his mind—Why had Blackie transmigrated him to this world?

Deep down he knew that no one could give him the answer.

Silver was slightly surprised and replied with a smile, "It seems like you have quite a clear understanding."

"Uhhh…" Lin Jie decided to speak the truth and answered tactfully, "Actually, I'm not especially clear…"

"Let's go on to the next step," said Silver gleefully.

I'm really not clear! Lin Jie wailed in silence, frustrated at his own vague answer. However, pressing for more answers wasn't appropriate now.

Silver noticed the slight tremble in his lips and toned down her slightly crafty smile. She continued on with a hint of seriousness, "The reason you are not very clear about much else besides some swordsmanship isn't because Candela's memory is vague. Rather, your current knowledge isn't sufficient to understand all this so it is automatically blocked off so as to not cause you confusion."

What a capable memory indeed... Lin Jie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time he heard of an automatic filter to screen out disharmonious content.

Silver chuckled and gazed deeply in his eye. "Most people don't have this sort of ability, knowledge, and memory. Such things are closely related to consciousness, flowing from a higher order to lower, just like a flood. If the dam isn't sturdy enough, it will be swept away easily."

Lin Jie's guess was Blackie. He didn't have such ability by himself.

Silence ensued for a moment before he replied with some difficulty, "So if I want to obtain the complete memory, I would first need to understand what this memory is about?"

Wasn't this akin to the chicken and egg question? A literal endless loop.

Silver shook her head. "All you need is a key..."

While saying that, she held Lin Jie's hand holding the sword and raised it. "Close your eyes and concentrate on the sword."

Actually, Lin Jie already guessed that what Silver was trying to teach him would be the key—aether.

He had no way to understand Candela's memory, for he was just an ordinary man while Candela... It was apt to describe the difference between the two of them as heaven and earth.

The only way to connect the two was by letting Lin Jie understand the only thing linking them—the sword, Candela's soul within it, and his contract of loyalty with Lin Jie.

Lin Jie slowed his breathing and closed his eyes.

Everything went dark but he could still sense Silver shifting beside him, her slender palm resting on the back of his hand.

In this state, his attention was naturally attracted to the ice-cold sword hilt in his hand.

Strangely, even though he could only feel the hilt in his hand, Lin Jie was able to vaguely imagine the entire sword pointing straight ahead, as if it were an extension of his arm.

"Relax, sink your mind into the sword..." Silver's gentle voice sounded as she released Lin Jie's hand.

Lin Jie had still been wondering how to 'sink his mind in' when Silver released his hand in the next moment. He could clearly feel the shift in the sword's center of gravity as it got heavier. That instantaneous sensation of it sinking instantly pulled his consciousness over.

She clearly did it on purpose!

Silver's light laughter lingered in his ears. He had already 'fallen down,' just like stepping on air and falling into a deep and unseen bottomless vortex.

Rumble...

Magnificent sounds that were difficult to describe resounded all around, gradually replacing the soft rustling of leaves and iris flowers in the wind.

Like the wind, like a flood, the entire dream resonated simultaneously.

Swoosh! When Lin Jie returned to his senses and opened his eyes, the same snow and flowers were all around, as was the sword in his hand. However, now, everything before his eyes was filled with a chaotic and cascading dark red tint.

His field of vision was the one Candela's spirit within the sword had.

"Is this... aether?"

"This is aether, but what you see is temporary. You need to first conceptualize a space to store them," Silver said with a smile.

Lin Jie nodded. "Just like how this dream is to you?"

Silver glanced at him and chuckled. "Just like this dream is to me."

"And then?"

"I'll teach you how to use it..."

Lin Jie spent what seemed like a long time in his dream working hard. He felt that if he were to really have a system, his swordsmanship skill would surely be gaining a lot of '+1 +1 +1's...' at a rapid pace.

As for aether, Lin Jie could only keep all of it here for the time being.

Eventually, when he opened his eyes for real, Lin Jie heard the doorknob of his bedroom being turned.

He snapped out from his hazy daze at once.

The door was being opened by someone!

Mu'en would surely knock when she came in, and now, Lin Jie was able to determine that this person was much taller. A man!

A burglary!

After the second floor renovations, Lin Jie's bedroom had gotten much smaller. There was only a gap of about 3 meters between the bed and the door.

Given the desperate circumstances, Lin Jie grabbed the sword by his bedside and rolled in one swift motion, and stopped with the tip of his blade pointed precisely at the neck of the intruder.

This thief wasn't able to react in time and all color left his face a second later.

In the darkness, the glimmer of the sword illuminated half of Lin Jie's face. He squinted as he scrutinized the 'strange outfit' of this intruder. "You thief!"

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"Stop, thief!"

Hood realized that extracting knowledge was a form of thievery as well. And before he could even react, his face paled. Sh*t, he already knows our objective.

They were exposed before their operation even began and the battle was over before it even started.

In actuality, Lin Jie's consciousness was still in the dream and his body, still immersed in swordsmanship, had acted on instinct. Only when the blade was pressed against the intruder's neck did he finally fully awaken. Of course, Lin Jie's astonishment wasn't shown on his face. The other party was a robber that had broken in and he couldn't afford to be careless.

At the moment, Lin Jie had already taken the opportunity to take a proper look at this intruder.

Only now did he realize that the 'strange attire' were in fact black steel frames, similar to the mechas in movies, just that it was coarser and more gaudy.

All kinds of complicated patterns were engraved on the metal frame with faint flickering lights. It seemed non-mainstream... Not to say it was ugly, but Lin Jie was more used to seeing clean hard lines.

It was also a little difficult to give a comprehensive description of this contraption, and there was even some exposed wiring, making it seem as if it was a violent combination of magic and technology. And also very... chuunibyou-ish.

What person in the right mind would carve such haphazard patterns onto a mecha? Perhaps it is a self-made 'indigenous mecha'? Lin Jie came up with a name for this grandly delusional outfit.

However, the outfit wasn't the main issue. Lin Jie's eyes noticed the gun in the intruder's hand.

This gun seemed even more menacing than that indigenous mecha.

It was also the reason why Lin Jie had determined that this was an armed robbery rather than simple theft. The intruder had brazenly broken in with a gun and even intended to enter the bedroom. He definitely had something malicious planned.

With this thought in mind, Lin Jie inched his sword forward, pressing it against the intruder's throat, as if ready to slit a hole in this person's trachea in the next moment.

He did it to make clear to the intruder that this sword pressed against his neck was no coincidence, and he could take his head at once if he chose to.

Of course, Lin Jie was merely defending himself. A kind person like him could never bring himself to do something so grievous as to hurt or kill others.

Only this sort of ruthless and delusional person, daring to break in with a gun, was one to be afraid of.

Lin Jie needed to take the high ground from the start.

Lin Jie continued to stare at him and said gruffly, "Your accomplices are downstairs, right?"

He had vaguely heard some activity and surmised that there was someone downstairs, but he hadn't heard the sound of Mu'en's bedroom door opening at all. Lin Jie had witnessed Mu'en's might sometimes. After her body injuries were more or less healed, she did housework effortlessly and could even hammer nails and dismantle furniture barehanded. Sure enough, the sound of Mu'en leaping off the floor was heard, followed by several screams.

The intruder's wide-eyed shock turned to panic and he opened his mouth to speak. However, the movement of his throat rubbed against the blade edge, drawing blood.

"Urgh...urgh urgh..." Hood made panicked sounds from his throat, trying to inform the bookstore owner that he couldn't speak with the sword edge pressed against him.

"Put the gun down," Lin Jie said.

Hood hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved the gun forward and crouched to lower it down.

However, this was only the first step.

The corners of Lin Jie's lips curled up, and with a twist of his wrist, his sword cut down in a silver arc, slicing the gun barrel in two as if it were made of tofu.

The sword moved in full circle and returned back precisely against Hood's throat in just an instant.

But this time, there was a gap of one centimeter.

Hood was dumbfounded.

His instinctive reflex of stepping forward was halted and his body turned rigid as he gazed at the cleanly cut gun.

Hood was fully confident in the equipment he wore. This gun was a contraband which he had personally made, using the finest materials from the Lower District. The frame of the gun was capable of surviving devastating force and its firepower at maximum settings was comparable to a small Aether Annihilation Cannon.

Of course, there wasn't any safety or stability to speak of. This was all experimental technologies of the Mechanical Department's new project, combining the white magician sigils with machinery. Poor control of it could cause the weapon to self-explode at any time and become useless.

Without official support, Hood could only bite the bullet and use his own money. And now, all his efforts and hard work were utterly destroyed by a single stroke of a sword.

Hood couldn't describe the pain gnawing in his heart right now. This was an early work of his, created with his knowledge and was an embodiment of all that he had learned. This sort of feeling was as if his own knowledge had been robbed away.

But fortunately, he still had his armor. That was the fruit of his wisdom and knowledge, his finest masterpiece...

"Go on."

The owner of the bookstore with his cool, oppressive gaze beckoned for Hood to continue putting the gun to the ground. You've already destroyed it! What more do you want?!

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Hood wailed inwardly as he laid the remaining half of his gun onto the ground with a trembling hand.

But he had just crouched down when he realized something amiss. Slight hissing and crackling sounded, just like... just like something was split open.

Hood turned pale, immediately realizing that it was the armored suit he was wearing!

No sooner had this thought crossed his mind, Hood noticed cracks appearing in the arm portion of his armor.

Like a cascading avalanche, the entire armored suit of his split apart and fragments rained to the floor.

...%#￥&!!

Hood watched this scene in utter despair. His face was completely ashen and every single imaginable curse word raced through his mind.

Only now did he understand that besides slicing his gun, that slash had disassembled his armor as well!

In a relaxed manner, Lin Jie now said, "Alright, you are able to move your body better now."

He eyed the robber and realized the face behind the outfit was younger than he had imagined. This was just a youth of about eighteen.

At the moment, he had a face of abject despair, as if he had flunked his college entrance examination.

"Go down and stay together with your accomplices and wait for the police to arrive.

"You can do anything in your youth, but why break the law or engage in shady businesses?

"That is just wrong. All these things belong to others, and do you think stealing them will make them yours? You will never understand the process of hard work and effort people make to achieve all this." Teacher Lin didn't forget to give the intruder a lesson while bringing him downstairs.

However, this wasn't a suitable time for doling out chicken soup so he stopped himself here.

He took out his communications device and made a call to Joseph's disciple Claude, who just so happened to be a policeman.

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Hood was firstly dumbfounded. Eventually, he managed to complain, "I-I didn't do anything! You destroyed my masterpiece!"

Even if it was a robbery, I didn't make any move at all....

This unreasonable claim was Hood's incoherent attempt at defending himself.

Lin Jie turned and smiled. "What? Trying to explain yourself after breaking in? You were the one who trespassed and got caught! It wasn't me who kidnapped and brought you inside, right?

"Sounds to me like those things and your gun were self-made. That means you are rather talented. It's a shame you took the wrong path and you ought to be taught a lesson.

"You should feel glad you haven't done anything or it wouldn't just be as simple as a lesson."

Youths with disorderly and unrepentant conduct were the sort of people Lin Jie abhorred the most.

For some reason, Hood felt his body turning cold. And he stopped speaking when he recalled his completely destroyed armor.

The lights downstairs had already been switched on.

A bunch of fellows wearing 'indigenous suits' as well were lying in front of the bookcases. However, their suits were not as flashy as Hood's and the metal alloy frames looked much better.

Lin Jie did a quick scan and saw six people. In addition to the one at the sword end, there were a total of seven.

Great, it really was a gang crime.

At this moment, they were all clutching their heads and rolling on the ground with some opened books scattered around them. They seemed to be in pain from the way they were moaning and groaning.

From the look of things, surely they weren't attempting to search the bookshelves because they couldn't find any money at the counter. Moreover, the one who had come up and was now being held at sword point was likely to be their leader.

Mu'en stood before this bunch, watching them silently. Hearing the sounds of Lin Jie coming down, she turned around with an innocent look on her face.

"Well done," praised Lin Jie.

Mu'en eyed the group of fallen intruders on the ground, then glanced at the smiling Lin Jie and blinked several times.

I haven't even done anything yet...

After hearing some activity downstairs and arriving at the scene, all Mu'en saw were this collapsed bunch with books in their hands, convulsing, screaming in terror and trying to crawl out.

Thus, using her quick wits, she ran to shut the main door that had been pried open to prevent these people from escaping.

Since the boss had praised her, she must have done the right thing.

Thus, the girl nodded earnestly. "What do we do next?"

Lin Jie glanced at his communications device that was still on dial. "Let's wait first. I've already made a call to the police. What's the situation with these people?"

Naturally, Mu'en was able to tell that these people were scholars of the Truth Union and they went straight for the bookshelves, meaning it was likely they were from the 'Truth-seekers' faction.

However, it could be said that they had shot themselves in the foot this time around, for Mu'en could sense the great

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Lin Jie got Mu'en to remove the 'indigenous mechas' of those men lying on the ground. After their face plates were removed, it could be seen that these intruders with tears streaming down their faces were all rather young.

As he had suspected, Hood, who had gone upstairs, was the leader of this bunch. The average age here was around twenty, so this could be considered a youthful gang.

However, that laughable motive of 'stealing books' slightly lowered the anger that Lin Jie had.

If these bunch were truly intending to break in and rob a house with guns, Lin Jie would have to teach them how to be proper human beings instead of tying them up right now and with the intention of chatting with them cordially.

Hood, who was being treated 'cordially,' turned his eyes away from the violently removed armor parts on the floor and looked at the sword edge before his own neck.

Scholars and magicians were similar in that they both relied on external forces to manipulate aether. Without specially training their bodies, their physical qualities would just be slightly stronger than an ordinary person, at most, with the physical strength of an Abnormal-rank.

In other words, they were merely lambs for the slaughter at this moment.

Moreover, when Hood finally got a closer look at the anguished suffering of his companions, he got himself a harsh realization. This hadn't been caused by an assault from the homunculus.

There weren't any physical injuries at all, and they wailed in an incomprehensible delirium along with vomiting while scratching themselves all over, as if they had gone crazy.

This... seemed like a failed attempt to plunder knowledge and their souls were suffering from the backlash.

Hood watched his companions in utmost trepidation, finding it difficult to understand what had happened. The chance of failure when plundering knowledge was very low and they each had only one book. So, how could it have gone wrong?

Aether was the currency of blood and soul, representing the two paths of aetheric development.

As scholars, specializing in soul, their spiritual quantity and strength far surpassed most magicians.

— There was a saying that a good scholar can definitely become a good magician, but a good magician doesn't necessarily make a good scholar.

In most circumstances, there were two reasons for a failure when it came to knowledge plundering.

First, the knowledge plundered contained things way beyond their understanding, such as forbidden, ancient, or high-level knowledge that was way beyond what their souls could bear.

In such cases, the consequences were more severe and could lead to the soul being traumatized or ripped up as well as causing unexpected effects on the body.

The second would be having too much knowledge exceeding the soul's storage threshold. Just like overeating, it could result in an overloaded mind, causing memory loss or expulsion at the same time.

If both reasons were present, then the result would be just like this bunch, crawling all over the place, having lost their minds.

That meant to say, in this store full of books, just trying to plunder the knowledge of a single book was more than enough to temporarily turn one into a retard.

"Are you guys from the Truth Union?"

Lin Jie sat on the stool, occasionally pointing this sword at Hood's neck.

One by one, the bunch of tied-up intruders stopped their screams and wailing, probably having regained a little sanity, and now lay on the ground with empty eyes, babbling gibberish. Only Hood remained seated on the ground.

Hood shrunk back in a shudder, the image of his weapon and armor destroyed in a single stroke still giving him trauma.

"Yes," he finally replied.

The way Lin Jie looked at him was like he was seeing a student from a reputable school resorting to robbery. Although there was no direct relation between being well-learned and a person's character, it was still strange.

Choosing to walk this sort of wayward path when there's a straight path paved out was just sad.

Hood was all too familiar with this sort of look. Other members of the Truth Union would look at 'Truth-seekers' with these sort of eyes.

Deep down, he naturally felt anger, discontent, and unwillingness to accept this.

However, when he recalled Lin Jie's warning, he chose to obediently keep his mouth shut.

But this wasn't because he was afraid.

If 'Truth-seekers' knew fear, they wouldn't have been called lunatics.

And lunatics didn't mean they were fools, for a wise man knows how to submit to circumstances.

Hood knew this saying well, and he would just endure.

Lin Jie continued with his questioning. "Pritt Hall and Trollope Rupert. Have you heard the name of these two researchers?"

Hood was stunned. He didn't know what the bookstore was up to.

However, he calmed himself down before answering, "Pritt Hall was a former Head of the Medicine Department. Rupert was the last Head of Archeology, but he has been dead for more than a hundred years.

"The entire Archeology department was a mess after he died and nobody was willing to lead it. Therefore, the entire department was abolished by the former director of the Truth Union."

To think that the two researchers of that fragmented document are actually scholars with the ranks of department heads, but even they aren't able to borrow that book Rise and Fall of Alfords.

Looks like this book is of a really high level... I've to go about this with a long-term view...

However, there seems to be some problem with Rupert's death. Even if he died of natural causes, there isn't any reason why no one would be willing to lead all of a sudden, or even the abolition of a discipline.

Hmm, perhaps there isn't any relation between the two, but if that was so, the last sentence is kinda superfluous.

There's definitely something regarding this.

Lin Jie realized that Hood seemed to have a special desire to show off his own knowledge. There had been an expression of natural complacency when he was talking about the latter part.

"How did Rupert die?" Lin Jie asked abruptly.

Hood realized his slip of the tongue and shut up.

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"I can still ask them if you don't want to tell me," chuckled Lin Jie as he pointed to Hood's comrades on the ground.

Hood scoffed. "They don't know."

Lin Jie rubbed his chin. "You seem to know a lot."

"Of course." Hood sneered. "Us Truth-seekers are the genuine way to the truth. Our efficiency of learning is way more efficient than theirs. As long as we seize all the knowledge required, we will eventually see the truth!"

Lin Jie ignored him. "Since you can't say anything, it's likely that this matter cannot be disclosed to the public.

"The premise of stealing knowledge is probably from someone or resources, right? I wonder who can provide you with all this classified information... From your unbridled behavior, it seems like you aren't afraid of being held accountable."

Lin Jie took a long hard look at Hood and flashed a very amicable smile. "Young Hood, you don't seem like a big shot, so there's only one possibility. Your parents... have high positions in the Truth Union.

"Say, how about I use you to make a deal with the Truth Union?"

Of course, these words weren't meant to deceive. As an upright and kind bookstore owner, how could Lin Jie do something like holding someone for ransom?

Getting Claude, a policeman he knew to handle the matter, was really to increase the efficiency of resolving this matter and nothing more.

Hood's face stiffened. Eying the sword edge that was inching ever so closer to his neck, he shook his head vigorously.

"No?" Lin Jie sighed. "Alas, I was just kidding. You are a little kid who has no sense of humor."

Before Hood could relax, he heard Lin Jie continue on. "How about this? Since you kept mentioning about Truth-seekers, extracting knowledge and what not, I shall not make a deal with the Truth Union any more. Instead, you and I will play a game.

"You try to extract my knowledge. I'll let you off if you succeed. But if you fail, just take it as I've seized your knowledge and you tell me about Rupert's death."

Lin Jie's smile widened. "How about that?"

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With regards to this juvenile delinquent that had broken in, Lin Jie had been kind, tolerant, and magnanimous.

However, punishment was still to be had, and disarming him had been the first step.

Although this young friend was in the later stages of being a chunnibyou, Lin Jie was more than willing to go along with, then defeat Hood in his own area of expertise and break him.

Teacher Lin knew how serious self-centeredness could be for people like this who were stuck in their own inner world. It would be impossible for such a person to come around, just by listening to Lin Jie's preaching.

Therefore, since he wanted to extract knowledge, Lin Jie would let him try. Telling Hood that there was no such thing was letting him off lightly, so it would be best for him to experience it himself.

With a grin, Lin Jie raised a finger and tapped on his own temple as if trying to say, 'the knowledge is here, do as you please.' Do I have the choice to say no? thought Hood to himself. The bookstore owner's smile was sinister and condescending, as if he was a cat toying with a caught mouse in its paws.

And the finger-to-temple gesture seemed to indicate that Hood would meet his fate by the sword if he didn't obey.This is a pure unadorned threat! Clearly, he didn't have a choice. Not choosing to play this 'game' would result in him being held as ransom to negotiate terms with the Truth Union.

If Hood was just any ordinary scholar specializing in mechanics, he would rather die than submit and insist that the bookstore owner's actions were fruitless. Because such a scholar was easily replaceable and not indispensable.

As if the Truth Union would disclose such confidential information for the life of an ordinary scholar!

Unfortunately, Lin Jie's conjecture was spot on.

Hood wasn't a big shot, but his parents were. Langdon Hood, 17, a Truth-seeker lunatic, mechanical department scholar. At the same time, he was the nephew of Truth Union chairman Maria, son of her late elder sister. In other words, this fellow was actually a second generation. But because he had chosen to stand with the Truth-seekers and frequently created trouble, Maria appeared to keep a distance. However, she certainly cared for him greatly in private, if not, Hood wouldn't have developed such a character. At present, Maria was trying to break through to Supreme-rank and didn't bother with Truth Union affairs. But should the day come where she came out of seclusion and discovered her nephew had been held ransom, the Truth Union would be held responsible and many people would suffer.

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Therefore, if Lin Jie were to really hold him as ransom, it was very likely that the Truth Union would negotiate. And regardless of the outcome, the Truth Union would be disgraced and Hood would be even more upset than those old fogies. Hood understood this much, so he had no choice but to ride the tiger. Hood felt like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, getting more and more entangled each time he struggled.

"I'll play!" Hood agreed through gritted teeth. Deep down, Hood felt he was being toyed with rather than it being a game.

Moments ago, he had clearly heard the bookstore owner make a call to Claude, the disciple of 'Indomitable Sacred Flame' Joseph.

Getting an acquaintance from Secret Rite Tower to deal with the matter showed that this fellow had even arranged for the follow-up and wasn't even going to give Hood any chance to turn the tables.

Lin Jie smiled, then drew his sword back. Eying the ropes around the youth's body, he deliberately asked. "Your so-called 'knowledge extraction' doesn't require the usage of hands, does it?"

"Of course not!" Hood growled through gritted teeth.

Who does this guy think he is! Taking deep breaths, Hood closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

Most of the time, there was no need to enter a meditative state when extracting knowledge. Using 'Gnostic Touch' was usually enough and it was the method used by the rest of Hood's party.

However, using such an ordinary method now was courting death. Even though Hood still couldn't guess what sort of power level the bookstore owner had, he had sensed a terrifying aura upon setting foot in the bedroom which gave him a premonition of death.

This had also been the reason why he had stood rooted to the spot, unable to even react before his armor was dismantled by Lin Jie.

It would be extremely difficult to succeed even if such a being was unguarded and voluntarily subjected himself to extraction.

My motive isn't to extract a lot of knowledge, but to just succeed in extraction. I'll just need to use all my strength, come into contact with the fringes, and extract just a tiny bit!

In this way, I can win the bet, remain safe, and don't end up like the others.

Hood comforted himself this way. After all, the objective from the start was to extract new knowledge. Now, the bookstore owner was giving him such an opportunity, so Hood had to make use of it properly and prepare adequately beforehand.

Huuu....

After meditating for a while and raising his state to peak condition, Hood tried his first extraction. Soon, he realized that something wasn't right with the other party's soul.

There's really no safeguards at all? Hood wondered in incredulity. He couldn't understand the completely unrestricted soul before him. It was just like that of an ordinary being.

Is this a trap? Could he have placed a 'Soul Spike,' or perhaps 'Mind Shock'...

Such thoughts came to his mind, but he couldn't stop and thus pressed on. In the midst of all his hesitations, he finally firmed his resolve to gather his own soul's intensity into an enhanced 'Gnostic Touch' and quickly came into contact with the boundary of fringes of that soul.

Hood was pleased, and just as he was about to withdraw, a large number of horrible, grotesque images flooded his mind, causing his own understanding of everything he knew into question. Indescribable things started to occupy every corner of his mind and soul! A squirming abyss, shrieking ocean, stars with eyes wide open? The sky, with its endless darkness and chaos engulfed him in an instant!It's a trap! All this knowledge is a trap!!!

No safeguards, nor is there a need for any. Every bit of knowledge is an irreversible poison to one's thinking!

"Urghh! I-I concede! I concede! I'm done playing!" Hood opened his eyes abruptly, shaking his head in horror.

He jerked back so hard that he fell to the ground. Squirming forward, he managed to wriggle free of the ropes, but what was more terrifying were the haunting shadows trying to devour him. After a few seconds, Hood quietened down.

"Uh, are you alright?" Lin Jie squatted down and poked the youth's shoulder, slightly sympathetic. Sometimes, the hard truth was just this cruel. Hood lay on the ground wheezing and replied in a muffled voice. "I'm fine."

Haa... quite energetic indeed. Lin Jie returned back to his chair and chuckled. "That's good. Help yourself up."

Hood pushed himself up from the ground and turned his head.

Mu'en who was standing nearby saw a wriggling gap appeared in the middle of the youth's glabella before it opened abruptly, revealing a protruding eyeball beneath.

A third eye. Mu'en took a sharp step backwards as goosebumps stood up all over her skin.

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The eye in the middle of Hood's forehead opened for a split moment, peering all around for a moment like a newborn, before closing again.

The slit then disappeared after, as if it was never there.

But Mu'en had clearly seen the intruder grow a third eye right after his failed attempt to extract Boss Lin's knowledge.

Only the heavens knew exactly what he had seen in the Boss' soul.

There were only two people involved in this invisible confrontation and it was Hood himself crying out his defeat. Nobody else would know whether there had been any extraction at all.

If he were successful in obtaining knowledge, then was this still the original Hood after having such an abnormal phenomenon occur to his body?

Anyone else in her position would have probably been scared witless by this scene.

However, Mu'en herself had been 'baptized' by a huge amount of knowledge before. Even though she knew the horrors of her boss more so than others, she no longer felt that surprised by this scene.

She turned away pretending that she hadn't seen anything. Her boss' desire for revenge was very strong indeed. Even though the other youth was many times weaker than herself, the boss had still toyed with him in such a nasty fashion.

Hood picked himself up, dusted himself off, then sat back obediently onto his original spot.

Lin Jie was pleased. His 'Chunnibyou Kungfu' had been on the mark indeed.

Indeed, wanting a teenager suffering from 'Chunnibyou-ism' required striking from their perspective, making them deeply aware that their actions had no real meaning.

Only this way would it be a truly mind-blowing lesson.

Haa... Saved yet another wayward youth today.

"Do you understand now? What exactly is all this extracting knowledge and Truth-seeking nonsense?"

Having heard the 'Truth-seekers' term and joining the dots from Claude's seemingly troubled reply, Lin Jie knew that this was surely an especially mischievous and disruptive academic group that was difficult to deal with.

And seeing from the conduct of Hood and his friends, Lin Jie could tell that this bunch was deeply obsessed.

Hood had a look of reverence and determination as he looked Lin Jie in the eye. Clenching his fists tight, he exclaimed, "I understand! All I have seen and known was false! They have deceived me all along, twisting whatever I knew to be true! I was wrong, I was entirely wrong!"

A Chunnibyou could be completely cured when what he firmly believed in was utterly shattered.

The results were surprisingly good.

A gratified Lin Jie preached, "You can change for the better if you know your mistake. "Remember, don't do such meaningless and illegal things in future. Breaking in and thievery is wrong. Even if you are stealing books, you are taking something that isn't yours. Do you understand?

"You are still young, with a young and bright future ahead of you. Don't think about reaping without sowing and learn to savor the joy of pursuing knowledge.

"True satisfaction can be gained only when you obtain something through your own efforts.

"This is something you've never felt before."

Hood nodded his head firmly. "You are right," he mused. "The ideology of Truth-seekers is just building castles in the sky. The high it goes, the more unstable it is. I need to have a more solid foundation and find my own way."

Lin Jie felt there was something he could impart to this youth. "Then go forge your own path. Being able to think this way means that you are a wise person.

"And Wisdom, is even more important than knowledge. You can create new things with knowledge. But with wisdom, you can create new knowledge!"

"Wisdom... create knowledge..." Hood repeated these words, his eyes lighting up by the minute. The way he gazed at Lin Jie now was almost fanatical.

Lin Jie eventually remembered the motive for his doling of chicken soup this time around.

He cleared his throat and said with a smile. "But you will need to take time to understand it. Let's talk about Rupert first."

Hood nodded without hesitation. "Rupert did not die of natural causes. It is rumored that he went mad after discovering a forbidden secret from studying the history of the transition between the Second and Third Era and killed himself.

"After his suicide, a number of archaeologist scholars tried digging into Rupert's cause of death and ended up dying themselves. Afterwards, nobody dared touch the relevant resources, and they were extremely fearful of information pertaining to that period. Panic spread and there were rumors that the 'Great Pestilence' from thousands of years ago would return. In order to stop this panic, the archeology department was abolished."

A series of deaths pertaining to research material was strange indeed. But there's also a possibility that information from that period subverted the understanding of these academics, which they found unacceptable.

Lin Jie pondered for a moment, then asked. "Are all the relevant resources sealed away?"

"Yes, they are. There's still one last complete copy of Dark Ages, Rise and Fall of Alfords in the Truth Union. It is said that this book caused Rupert to go mad and therefore it is highly restricted."

Without any hesitation, Hood continued enthusiastically. "I can bring it to you if you want."

Lin Jie was a tad surprised. "You can get it?"

Hood nodded, his eyes glowing with delight. "Chairman Maria of the Truth Union is my aunt. She's currently in seclusion and gave me borrowing rights."

Well, I guessed that this fellow's parents had some status in the Truth Union, but I didn't expect this high of a level.

With such a massive pillar behind him, it's no wonder he dared to break in and steal.

Lin Jie didn't forget to remind him. "Only if it's within your ability. Do not go out of line."

"Got it." Hood grinned.

At this time, a few of the other intruders started to wake up with dazed faces and drooling mouths, similar to dementia patients.

Lin Jie got Mu'en to help untie them as they all got up unsteadily. Fortunately, they still recognized Hood, and after meeting his gaze, the others in the group collectively bowed in apology towards Lin Jie, promising to no longer steal knowledge and to not believe in the Truth-seekers.

When Claude arrived, he saw the Truth-seeker youths as docile as lambs and at once understood that these fellows had asked for it and suffered.

As there was already a 'private settlement', Claude only asked a few token questions before letting them go.

After leading his group some distance away from the bookstore, he turned around to his gang. "You've all seen it for yourselves, right?"

The others had feverish looks on their faces and chimed in together.

"Yes!"

"The real truth is in the book!"

"That's right, how great it is!

"How beautiful!"

"I was shocked!"

"I feel so full inside and still want to do it again!"

"The books are gospels of wisdom, it's truly wonderful!"

With a huge grin showing all his pearly whites, Hood looked towards the group and spread his arms wide. "Well, from now on, we no longer believe in truth, alright?"

With infatuated expressions, the group shouted out in unison,"Yes!"

Hood went on. "So who do we believe in?"

The group of youth exchanged glances at each other and said gleefully, "Mr. Lin says that Wisdom creates new knowledge. We will believe in wisdom!"

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Back in the bookstore, Claude hadn't left yet. After some hesitation, he asked Lin Jie, "Mr. Lin, have you heard from Wilde recently?"

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"Wilde?" Lin Jie was just putting away the used ropes under the counter when he raised his head upon hearing those words.

"Has Joseph still not found the whereabouts of his old friend?"

He still remembered that the original reason Joseph first came to the bookstore was to reconcile with Wilde. Yet, it had already been a month, and perhaps his search hadn't been very effective.

Wilde, an 'empty nester' had already experienced the crisis of 'having an unfilial child trying to seize his assets.'

Of course, the possibility that Old Wil was hiding from Joseph couldn't be eliminated either, considering the past arguments the two of them had in the past. Although Joseph had good intentions and made efforts to reconcile with Wilde, that didn't necessarily mean Wilde felt the same.

"Uhm...yes."

Beads of sweat broke out on Claude's forehead. Old friend my *ss! Teacher's greatest desire is to rip out Wilde's heart and lungs.

"But it isn't like we gained absolutely nothing either. We've found some clues... A while ago, he appeared near Fifty-Second Avenue and stayed for some time, at least for an entire day."

Fifty-Second Avenue...

Lin Jie calculated the approximate location in his head and was startled by his realization. Wasn't that the location of the second bombing accident that had occurred recently?

Although the incident in question had occurred a week ago, the media was still reporting and following up with the story.

Apparently, the accident over there was more serious than the explosion caused by a gas leak on this street. It seemed that rioters took advantage of the heavy rain and used that opportunity to plant explosives in the sewage system. The series of explosions resulted in the collapse of the base foundations.

Coupled with the flooded streets, the central valve of the sewage went completely out of control and the continuous flooding eventually flattened several streets. In addition to that, rioters also attacked and raided the scientific research institutions in the Central District. Perhaps it was their rampage through the Central District that made the Central District Police Unit take action and launch a large-scale clean-up operation.

It was also related as to why a police cordon had been raised in the area some days back.

Yet during all of this, Wilde had stayed near Fifty-Second Avenue for a whole day. Most of the residents had already been evacuated, and more importantly, that area had been the most severely affected by the flooding.

Normal people would have no reason to stay around in that area, much less for such a long time. Lin Jie could tell from Claude's demeanor and tone that he was referring to the time, or perhaps, the entire day of when the previous bombing attack occurred. Perhaps Old Wilde is connected to that attack! Li Jie arrived at this conclusion after observing how Claude expressed himself.

Could Old Wil have been so traumatized by the Charles incident that he joined some sort of hateful organization?

"Unfortunately, he hasn't come to see me since the last time he returned his book." Lin Jie became uncomfortable at the thought that one of his old customers had chosen to go down the wrong path.

"Does it have to do with the events on Fifty-Second Avenue?" Li Jie asked. "There's no need to hide anything, you can just tell me."

"Yes." Claude heaved a sigh.

In truth, they had suspected that the bookstore's owner was inciting the recent happenings regarding White Wolf, but it seemed like that wasn't the case.

But who could say that was the case with Wilde?

Although they were all guests, from the supposed timeline, Wilde had come the first. The gift that Wilde had given was still displayed on the counter. Asking the bookstore's owner for help dealing with Wilde would highly likely fail.

They could only hope that the bookstore owner would at least provide them with some small clues.

"Teacher has been attempting to track his whereabouts and we would like your help. We are willing to pay the price for it."

Secret Rite Tower had already gotten hold of the altar within the sewers and had launched a full-scale investigation in the past four weeks.

First, they had found the aetheric traces left by Wilde near the battlefield. Secondly, the evidence of blood sacrifices used by those hunters seemed to point at Wilde as well.

Joseph and Wilde had crossed paths multiple times throughout their history, hence his understanding towards Wilde's magic was close to perfection. This meant that if Joseph said that he detected Wilde's magic, then it was almost entirely accurate.

Lin Jie frowned. If they're already using the term "track", then Old Wil has already become a suspect in the case. Just what had he done?

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"I'll do my best. However, since I'm agreeing to this, I think there are some things that need to be discussed first. Over the call just now, you said that 'Blood Feast' was on the move, right? Are you tracking them?"

Claude nodded. "Yes. This organization has existed for a long time, engaged in shady business. Because they've been established for so long, they have members scattered everywhere and records dating back several decades.

"We've been conducting our investigation without rest and recently found traces of their activity once again."

A pyramid scheme with a long history? Sounds evil indeed.

But if they had the power to make the Central Police Unit powerless for at least a decade or longer, then it must mean that they were an extremely powerful criminal organization.

Moreover, the background noises during the call seemed like a fierce exchange had broken out. It seemed that this wasn't just a simple pyramid scheme that Lin Jie had assumed it to be, but an armed terrorist organization instead.

"Old Wilde had mentioned to me that 'Blood Feast' had invited him some time ago. At that time, I had stopped him... but I doubt he listened to me.

"Recently, he mentioned that there was a feast going on soon, so I assume this is what he meant," Lin Jie explained with a sigh.

Claude was taken aback for a moment before his eyes suddenly widened.

Destructive-rank black magician, "Faceless Black-scaled Man" Wilde was invited to join 'Blood Feast' in the past?! This is important information!

And "Blood Feast" sprang out shortly after Wilde reappeared after many years! Could it be that Wilde still joined the "Blood Feast" despite the advice from the bookstore's owner?

This evil organization has existed in Norzin for a very long time, with members for all the various factions. After a convene of members, an initiator would issue tasks and offer rewards which participants accomplished together, with a middle-man as witness and safeguards. Secret Rite Tower had suspected 'Blood Feast' to be the ones behind this recent incident.

They initially thought that Wilde would never join 'Blood Feast' given his character and status. If things had truly turned out this way, then 'Blood Feast' has surely summoned their members to action recently. Secret Rite Tower had to speed up their investigations!

"Thank you for your warnings." Claude stood up and saluted gratefully. He finally understood the bookstore owner's 'kindness'; Mr. Lin had even been willing to give a hint regarding such an important matter. It's just...sigh, there weren't many like the bookstore owner in this world... thought Claude to himself.Not only was the activities associated with the 'Blood Feast' bad enough, but several hunter organizations had gotten quite restless recently.

Of course, hunter organizations would be restless.

The blood of dream beasts flowed through their veins. They were savage and violent by nature, always constantly prepared for any battle. Just the scent of one drop of blood was enough to incite them all to swarm.

And now, the most tempting blood of them all had been placed on a picnic table — White Wolf's original blood formula.

———

Ji Zhixu had already led the fledgling hunter organization, Spider, to take over most of White Wolf's territory. In just three months, they had already experienced three large-scale battles and countless small skirmishes.

They never seemed to sleep, constantly fighting again and again, all while becoming stronger. But disadvantages were bound to appear sooner or later. Ji Zhixiu received news that other hunter organizations were already planning a fourth attack, and this would be the most important one. Win, and Spider stands firm. Lose, and everything including their lives would be forfeited.

Two weeks after Ji Zhixiu had last visited the bookstore, "Pale Nightwatcher" Ackerman came to an old White Wolf hideout and officially became a member of the Spider hunter organization.

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Ji Zhixiu had been looking forward to Ackerman's arrival for some time.

This hunter who hadn't yet gotten an official evaluation yet was already widely reputed to be beyond Destructive-rank would become Spider's strongest fighting force for now. Moreover, he would remain as one of Spider's top fighters for a very long period to come.

Ackerman taking on Wilde's bounty then forfeiting made many view him unfavorably. Some reckoned he didn't have the required strength and was only grandstanding.

However, with proper thought, it was easy to see that the Truth Union wouldn't have given such an important bounty mission to someone incapable of accomplishing it. Before Ackerman chose to forfeit, the Truth Union surely had the basis to think that Ackerman had the ability to complete the task.

Thus, it could be assumed that the Truth Union had spread this news widely as retaliation for Ackerman playing them out.

In this light, Ackerman was, without a doubt, a crazy madman that had the gall to provoke and defy the Truth Union.

But most importantly, Ackerman was introduced by the bookstore owner, and so, Ji Zhixiu trusted his strength unconditionally.

What the bookstore owner said was surely right.

By the time Ackerman arrived, Spider was already coped up inside the old White Wolf hideout, while hunters from other groups patrolled outside, besieging them.

Although these hunters were clearly far inferior to Ackerman, startling them with a large-scale attack wasn't a wise move.

However, this blockade didn't pose any difficulty for Ackerman, a master of disguise. Hiding his own aura and presence, he sneaked in and met Ji Zhixiu.

"Welcome to Spider." Ji Zhixiu's beautiful face showed an elegant smile as she gave a bow to this ordinary-looking hunter before her.

Similarly, Ackerman returned the Hunter salute, his knowing eyes of an elder taking measure of the young Spider leader before him.

She looked young but had an acute, steady gaze like a lone wolf hiding in the grass, patiently watching its prey. Such an unblinking stare would easily make anyone's hairs stand.

This was an excellent and battle-hardened hunter.

But what delighted and surprised him was that Ji Zhixiu's eyes were clear. There weren't any signs of sordid blood affecting her rationality.

Ackerman could also sense that the level of this young hunter was very close to the level he had been when he first broke through. That meant to say, Ji Zhixiu was already close to achieving Destructive-rank and just needed that one step.

This also meant that the concentration of sordid blood in her body was exceptionally high.

Strangely, there wasn't the slightest anomaly to her appearance and even her temperament seemed mild!

Trembling in excitement, Ackerman thought about the 'new way' that the bookstore owner had talked about. Turns out this was an actual new way, not just for him, but for other hunters as well.

No need to be tormented by sordid blood, and no longer a fate destined for madness.

Ji Zhixiu noticed the chan

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The pioneer of this new path had gotten the help of the bookstore owner. And it eventually culminated in the triumph of the moment.

The entire old hideout was covered with a thick layer of minced flesh. The concentrated smell of blood seemed all too real and the faint reddish mist decreased visibility.

Ji Zhixiu's eyes narrowed and she took a deep breath.

The formless 'Steel Resolve' like an invisible floating octopus writhed behind her back, stretching its tentacles and collecting souls of the dead.

Although these souls had been damaged because of the Seed of Desire, they still made excellent 'offerings' as they belonged to transcendent beings.

She planned to sacrifice these souls to the stone gargoyle in the bookstore.

Since Ji Zhixiu didn't have anything to repay the bookstore owner for helping her so much, then she could only feed the gargoyle in secret.

Mr. Lin's treatment of these 'pets' was harsh and he treated them entirely as ornaments.

This wasn't a conjecture that Ji Zhixiu came up with. Instead, this was what Little Flower—the name she had given the Seed of Desire—had told her as it was processing the devoured desires.

Now, the Seed of Desire's voraciousness was partially from its intrinsic nature, and partly due to having been starved.

Ji Zhixiu would often wonder whether this was one of the bookstore owner's ways of domestication. Letting these monsters starve for extended periods so that they would be especially ferocious when the time came for them to attack.

Ackerman stood beside her, similarly watching the whole hideout churning. Shrugging, he mused, "Looks like you don't need my help."

Ackerman now viewed Ji Zhixiu in a different light. Before, while the common connection between them was the bookstore, he still viewed Ji Zhixiu as a junior because of his strength and experience.

But now, Ji Zhixiu had completely put the invaders in their place, without any aid from Ackerman. This sort of competent leadership ability must have been greatly valued by the bookstore owner.

In his heart, Ackerman already considered Ji Zhixiu a peer.

Ji Zhixiu shook her head and said, "The episode here has ended, but there's an even more important matter that will require your help."

"Go ahead, Leader." Ackerman, changed his way of address and bowed. "I will oblige, for it is the way of the bookstore."

Ji Zhixiu smiled but didn't say anything, merely gesturing to Ackerman to follow her. She led him towards the hideout's large hall.

Hunters of Spider were sorting out the spoils of war and dealing with captives. Clearing up the battlefield was naturally left to the Seed of Desire.

This round of attacks consisted of elites of the other two hunter organizations. From the moment their forces were wiped out, the tables were turned.

Upon seeing Ji Zhixiu arrive, Marcus and Kaiyi immediately greeted her.

They had been close confidants to Ji Zhixiu for many years and she now made them deputy leaders.

Naturally, their eyes were drawn to Ackerman as he entered. They could sense the faint suppressiveness from this senior and were acquainted after Ji Zhixiu's short introduction.

Marcus and Kaiyi exchanged glances of delight. They never expected such strong support.

Although their lady had that strange Seed of Desire, no sane person would hate having a Destructive-rank fighter on their side.

Kaiyi came over and said softly, "Miss, Sir Haywood has arrived and is looking for you."

"I see." Ji Zhixiu patted Kaiyin on her shoulder and smiled. "I was about to seek him out too. Where is he? Lead me to him."

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'Steel Resolve' had sensed Haywood's arrival sometime ago.

Kaiyi nodded and led the way.

Ji Zhixiu beckoned to Ackerman. "Please come along. Mr. Haywood is a powerful white magician and also a special guest of my father's. He is no stranger."

Ackerman noticed that there was an underlying meaning from Ji Zhixiu's expression and understood that his help was required. Thus, he nodded. "As you wish, Leader."

Haywood had been temporarily allocated an empty room. As a white magician employed by Rolle Resource Development, he didn't lack money and had a special status. Currently, the humble reception disgusted him.

However, he still put on a bright smile when he saw Ji Zhixiu's arrival. "Young Miss, I heard that you want me for a new 'Loyalty' brand..."

Swish!

Ji Zhixiu's cane rotated abruptly and the blade sprang out. With narrowed eyes and a chilling smile, she said, "Yes, I want you to mark yourself with a 'Loyalty' brand."

Haywood stiffened up. "W-What do you mean by that?"

His expression quickly darkened. "This is an insult and provocation to a white magician. Even your father wouldn't dare treat a reputable white magician this way!"

Haywood was livid. But before he could continue with his tirade, Ackerman had appeared behind him without making a sound, pressing the sharp tip of a dagger against his neck.

This cut off his rant, and with a trembling voice, Haywood muttered, "Please stop!"

"Do you value your reputation, or your life?" asked Ji Zhixiu.

Gulp.

Haywood swallowed. "My... My life..." He was now fully aware that his business in selling the method to crack the 'Loyalty' brand had been exposed.

"So, I would like to ask how your 'Loyalty' brand loses its effectiveness for no reason?"

"I...I..." Haywood raised his hands and exclaimed, "It's all the Ash Chamber of Commerce's fault! They said to provide me an absolutely confidential environment for transactions and with safe parties to deal with. That enticed me!"

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At the same time, far away from the night of carnage, nothing affected the tranquility of the bookstore.

By lamp light, Lin Jie flipped through his register to check for Wilde's address and contact information.

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Previously, Lin Jie had told Joseph that he didn't have Wilde's address.

This was actually a lie.

However, protecting the privacy of customers was a virtue of any business. Although he simply studied folklore, opening a bookstore meant that there was a set of principles to follow.

After Claude had left, Lin Jie took out the registry and began to look for Wilde's address and contact information.

Although the registry wasn't too thick, Wilde usually held onto books for a long time before returning them. Lin Jie only remembered jotting down some related information in the registry when Wilde first borrowed a book, but that was only a vague memory and he couldn't remember what the contents were. Thus, he had to flip through the pages again.

Lin Jie finally found the phone number and address Wilde had written down from two years ago when he flipped all the way till the first page.

"387th Avenue ...That's close to the Lower District. Old Wil lives so far away, getting here must be hard for him." Lin Jie sighed.

Such a distance would take three to four hours even by car. Even so, Old Wil still came all the way here just to check out books. This only made Lin Jie more worried about this old empty nester.

When a mind doesn't have much to hope for, one might be more susceptible to being tricked by others.

Lin Jie decided in the end that he wasn't going to call Wilde, as he still didn't know Wilde's association with this "Blood Feast." He could be alerting Wilde for no reason if he called out of the blue.

He would pay a visit and examine Old Wil's state before deciding what to do.

There wouldn't be much of an issue if Old Wil was still sensible. But if Old Wil wasn't home by chance, Lin Jie decided that he would wait a few days and see if there's any clues that he had aided this criminal organization.

With Mu'en now watching over the store, Lin Jie had the luxury of traveling further away for a longer time now.

If Old Wil had really gotten brainwashed into becoming a member of a criminal organization, then Lin Jie would do whatever it took to brainwash him back.

Of course, Lin Jie had also considered the possibility that going over like this could be dangerous, but he was certain that Old Wil would look for him first if he was feeling lost or had doubts.

Now, this had happened so abruptly and Lin Jie hadn't even gotten any news from him. Therefore, either Old Wil had a plan of his own and was in a stable situation, or he had no time to ask anyone for help and had already fallen into their clutches.

In any case, there were two potential scenarios. Either things would turn out alright without Lin Jie's help, or Lin Jie had to go no matter what.

While it might be a little dangerous, I ought to be capable of self-defense when facing ordinary folk now, according to Silver.

Lin Jie put down his pen and rubbed his chin, deep in thought.

That fruit from before...hmm...No idea how it changed my body. It does feel like I have gotten stronger than before, but nothing else feels different.

Swordsmanship is effective in actual combat. I'll get Mu'en to make me a violin case and I'll bring Candela's sacred sword along... Once I've mastered this swordsmanship, Silver will be able to tell me about the history of the Second Era. I'm really looking forward to it.

It's really all these unallocated aether that is an issue. I really need to craft a dream of my own, but the progress is just slow.

Dreaming is easy, but creating a crystal clear dream exactly the same as the way it is visualized... Now that's a difficult task. I wonder if Silver gave me the hardest method on purpose.

Unknowingly, Lin Jie had begun to sort the issues at hand. After being in deep thought for a long while, he realized that it was already pretty late. With a sigh, he shook his head and went upstairs to sleep.

On this night, he met Silver in the dream again.

The darkness came as usual, followed by fluttering snowflakes.

Over the next few nights, Lin Jie continued to learn swordsmanship and dream crafting from Silver.

After telling Silver of his troubles and doubts, she simply responded that she didn't know how humans sensed and used aether. Instead, she taught Lin Jie her own method, firmly believing that Lin Jie would be able to do so.

Lin Jie would often think that Silver was the most irresponsible teacher he had ever seen.

He also found out that Silver wasn't human, but Silver didn't say what she was.

Of course, Lin Jie maintained his respect towards Silver throughout all of this. After all, he was already in Silver's dreams and fighting with monsters. Monsters that were all controlled by her.

If Silver got upset, Lin Jie would wake up the next day with a sore body.

Silver used the fact that whatever happens in a dream would partially mirror reality as a means of motivating Lin Jie, and couldn't understand why Lin Jie felt that this was odd.

However, Lin Jie was finally able to construct his first prototype dream using this method.

Some nights were extremely tiresome, and other nights even more so. Thus, Lin Jie decided to rest quite a bit during the day, which made him appear as if he were a lazy bum that slept all the time.

This went on till Mu'en finished making a suitably-sized violin case to hold the sacred sword.

Lin Jie instructed Mu'en to watch the shop and taught her the process of helping customers check out books before finally embarking on the journey to save Old Wil.

It was moments after Lin Jie stepped out. Turning to the side, he noticed some vines growing up on the wall and forming words in a dark alley nearby.

"This way."

Indeed, the green vines formed an arrow that pointed towards the alley.

"Blackie?"

Lin Jie immediately understood that Blackie had come to help once again.

"It does seem like Blackie has been appearing a lot more lately and has become very willing to help."

He figured that he must've done something to please Blackie recently.

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Lin Jie hadn't promoted his own books recently, but had properly guided Hood's youthful chunnibyou gang off a stray path into a proper one.

In addition, Father Vincent, who had been drowning in addiction, had found renewed hope and now sought out the truth thanks to his motivation.

Seems like Blackie approves of my ways and wants me to continue,Lin Jie thought to himself as he walked into the alley.

His surroundings turned pitch black instantly. But in the next two steps, the darkness melted away and the door of what seemed like a small mansion appeared just in front of him.

Lin Jie raised an eyebrow. It seemed that Blackie's power had a similar sensation to the time when he had first transmigrated to this world.

Regardless, he decided he would check up on Old Wil's situation first.

Reaching out his hand, he knocked on the door.

Wilde had just begun to perform a new round of sacrificial rituals with fresh blood and the dismembered limbs of dream beasts. And at the center of all of it was the grossly mutated body of Heris.

Knock knock.

Wilde's face paled at once. He hadn't noticed any shift in the aether. How could someone have mysteriously appeared at his front door out of nowhere?!

He waved his hand, and the scene outside his door appeared in midair before him.

A young man with a gentle smile, holding a case materialized out of thin air, then knocked on the front door.

"Boss Lin?! Why has he come? Could it be because of my secret plans?"

Wilde momentarily dumbfounded. He then remembered his hands were still covered with blood and the house seemed a little too cramped... and ill-fitting for this visit.

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Lin Jie waited outside for some time before the door finally opened slowly.

Old Wil, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, appeared in a loose black robe with intricate golden patterns. He didn't have on his signature mask, revealing his pale, scarred face that broke into a warm smile from behind the door.

This wasn't the first time Lin Jie had seen Wilde's true face. In fact, during their first encounter, the dejected Wilde wasn't even wearing any mask.

However, Lin Jie wasn't one to judge by appearances and chose to impart chicken soup to the Old Wil of that time and even recommended the first book, Resurrection, to him.

Wilde opened the door wider and gestured to Lin Jie to come in. Cautiously, he asked, "Boss Lin, what are you doing here?"

"There's something I wish to speak with you about, but you haven't come to borrow books recently. Since my newly hired assistant is helping to watch the store, I had some free time and came over," chuckled Lin Jie as he entered.

"I hope my visit isn't a bother to you."

"No, no." Wilde immediately put his hands up. "It's my honor to be paid a personal visit by you."

"That's good. To be honest, you really do live quite a distance away. I even thought that I would have to spend a couple of hours on public transport."

As he closed the door, Wilde couldn't help thinking to himself, I clearly saw you show up at my doorstep out of nowhere!

With a dry laugh, he explained, "You do know that I need a quieter environment to stay in."

"Indeed, it can be a tad troublesome without a conducive environment given the research nature of your job. This, I understand fully." Lin Jie couldn't help nodding in agreement when he thought about the remoteness of his own bookstore.

While Lin Jie was exchanging these pleasantries, his eyes were instinctively drawn to the clothes Old Wil was wearing.

His clothes had a quaint air of mystery, like the robes of a wizard. It was something that most people would never wear out. Hmm... Could this be Old Wil's pajamas? Haha, he might be old, but he has the heart of a chuunibyou, haa. But till the day they die, men will always be boys,Lin Jie mused to himself.

Wilde suddenly noticed Lin Jie's gaze gliding over his robe, one that represented the disciples of 'Black Emperor' Augustus. Then, the bookstore gave him a knowing smile.

Afraid that Wilde would think he was judging him, Lin Jie immediately played it cool and complimented, "You have good taste in clothes, Old Wil."

Wilde felt his heart skip a beat. Does he imply that my teacher is great and I chose the right one!

A bold guess once again came into his mind. Boss Lin, h-he knows Teacher!

Wilde recalled the book, Void Extinguishing, which he had found hard to understand. The book was a strange world of magic that tried to connect the rules of life and death.

At that time, the bookstore owner had said that the book had been written by a giant.

But... Augustus was the last surviving giant from the First Era. Besides him, there were no other giants in the world.

Therefore, either the book had survived from the First Era, or it had been written by Augustus. Perhaps... It was just like how Wilde had presented his most favored creation masterpiece to the bookstore owner. Augustus might have given his best work to Lin Jie.

Regardless of whichever the case, the bookstore owner's mysticism seemed even more profound, just like layer upon layer of mist, which one's eyes had no way of penetrating and seeing what was hidden behind.

Perhaps... he might even be a true god.

Wilde felt a little dizzy from his own conjecture. He led Lin Jie to sit down, poured water for the both of them, and took a few sips to calm down.

Placing his cup down, Wilde decided to make clear his position and expressed cautiously. "Thank you for your compliment. I think so as well. To me, this piece of clothing holds a very special significance. It represents the most important period of my life that I will never forget."

Lin Jie nodded. So that's why... He kept it up till now for the sake of reminiscing his youth. Old Wil really misses the past. Haa... It's no wonder he was cheated by his own child.

Such a person definitely isn't capable of being an evildoer... If he has indeed gotten involved with that 'Blood Feast' organization, then he must have been forced or has an agenda.

From Old Wil's manner, Lin Jie believed it was likely to be the latter.

Wilde observed Lin Jie carefully, noticing the bookstore owner's face soften a little with a hint of tacit approval.

Inwardly, he heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Have you come to me because of my arbitrary decision?"

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Lin Jie leaned forward slightly, folding his arms and resting them on his knees out of habit. With a straight face, he said, "That's right. You've gotten involved with 'Blood Feast', right? Have you forgotten my advice to you back then?"

Wilde's face turned solemn. "Actually, I wish to use their upcoming gathering to convince them to become your followers and customers of your bookstore."

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"Hold up." Lin Jie put up a hand and asked, "My followers?"

Wilde realized he had spoken out of line. The bookstore owner had never said he needed followers. He had always recommended books to customers, guiding them out of their predicament and into a new life.

What made him truly understand Lin Jie's intention was that book, Corpse Devouring Sect, Rites & Ceremonies, because of the various sacrificial rituals written inside. A sacrificial ritual was done as a tribute to someone or something. The methods depicted in the book were so brutal and cruel, so if this someone was a god, it would definitely be an evil god. Since Boss Lin had written this book, then, without a doubt, he held the position of a preacher.

But in actuality, Wilde's guess had been that the two were the same... which resulted in this accidental gaffe.

"Cough, cough. I meant... believers in books." Wilde covered his mouth and coughed dryly. Then with a determined look in his eyes, he said, "I've always been indebted to the help you've given me. I've thought about it many times over. Just one gargoyle isn't sufficient to repay you, but anything material seems so insignificant.

"So, I decided to practice your ideology, letting those astray find the true meaning of life and also get them to listen to your teachings!"

"..."

Lin Jie had a complicated look in his eyes. Never had he imagined that this was the reason why Old Wil had joined 'Blood Feast'.

No, this can't be considered 'joining'. This is an 'infiltration' to instigate a revolt and break up this organization from the inside! He...He's so enlightened! Lin Jie was touched. His two years of serving chicken soup hadn't gone to waste.

However, this was too dangerous for a man of Old Wil's age so he decided to try and advise him once again.

"Old Wil, your intentions are really good, but..." Lin Jie's eyes froze, his gaze passing over Old Wil's shoulder and falling on the partition wall behind.

Dark red blood was oozing out on the floor.

"But what is that?"

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