GRMFBS CH156

Book of Secrets: [Merit’s resistance against pollution becomes stronger and stronger on a person.]

Book of Secrets: [That is to say, the more anomalies you clear, the less pollution you will suffer.]

But very few people could persevere to that point.

A bit of talent, a bit of persistence, and a bit of merit—these were probably what created Approaching Science’s uniqueness.

He must possess some precious existence accumulated from his past life.

…

The next day, Zhan Yan took a car back to school. On the way, he received a message from Fang Pai.

Wan Yan Ghost King had shipped the goods to Zhan Yan through him.

Wasn’t Wan Yan Ghost King still locked in a struggle with the “Lin Yuan” puppet?

Zhan Yan opened the Gossip System.

During this period, Wan Yan engaged in extreme tug-of-war with the “Lin Yuan” puppet every single day. When the “Lin Yuan” puppet’s normal mode became too resistant, Wan Yan would get very angry and switch the “Lin Yuan” puppet into cat-loving mode. After switching to cat-loving mode, Wan Yan couldn’t stand the “Lin Yuan” puppet’s perverted cat-sniffing mode and would frantically scramble up the Wenyu Tree to hide.

In cat-sniffing mode, the “Lin Yuan” puppet would pinch its voice and call for the little kitty from under the tree, even opening up cat teaser toys in an attempt to lure Wan Yan down.

The projection of the school of fish swam among the snow-white branches and leaves of the Wenyu Tree, and Wan Yan’s gaze couldn’t help but be drawn to it. In his memory, he had once fallen from among the branches while hugging a fish cast from black iron.

Thousands of snow-white branches and leaves rustled, and countless fragmented motes of light sprinkled down from overhead.

The rope tied to the fish’s tail caught on the branches and leaves. His falling momentum suddenly stopped, and the tangled rope hung among the branches and leaves.

The rope swayed gently among the branches, the arc growing smaller and smaller with each swing.

The sound of branches colliding gradually ceased, and the swaying light and shadows also gradually stopped.

Hanging amidst the luminous white canopy, he remained quietly suspended for a while.

The Wenyu Tree was a naturally born divine tree, pure and secluded. Hanging within it, he only felt tranquility.

All noisy sounds were gone, and no messy heart voices could be heard.

What did he think of in this tranquility…

A snow-white figure with two horns on its head suddenly surfaced in his memory.

Bai Ze…

Bai Ze knew many, many things—many things he didn’t even dare listen to, things that would make him cover his ears and flee back to Mount Chaofu if he accidentally heard them. Would Bai Ze also feel troubled by this excessively complex information like him? Would he also want to obtain such purity and tranquility?

But Bai Ze was different from him. He only had to go to a place with no other people, and he wouldn’t be able to hear anymore. But Bai Ze already knew everything. All those numerous and terrifying pieces of news were already in his heart. Even if he came into the Wenyu Tree, he had no way of forgetting them.

Bai Ze knew everything, but Bai Ze said nothing. In others’ eyes, Bai Ze was always very quiet.

No one paid attention to Bai Ze because he was always silent, doing nothing. What difference was there between this kind of omniscience and complete ignorance?

But Di Ting knew what a lively heart was hidden beneath Bai Ze’s silent exterior. He said nothing aloud, but in his heart, he chattered endlessly. He knew where lively events would happen, and even though he already knew what kind of liveliness it would be, he still definitely had to go to the scene to take a look. He would go silently and return silently. He went with high spirits and returned completely satisfied.

He took Di Ting along to watch the fun, and Di Ting in turn shared the gossip he heard for them to eat together.

When Di Ting returned to Mount Chaofu this time, he was once again frightened by the things Bai Ze thought about in his heart.

Before he could run away, Bai Ze stretched out a front paw and pinned his tail down.

He turned his head and saw Bai Ze’s tail flicking mischievously behind him, his eyes narrowed in a smile.

He read the words Bai Ze was saying to him in his heart from those eyes.

“Stop running around looking so pitiful. It’s not like you can only have me as a friend.”

“Interact more with the residents of Mount Chaofu. Who knows, you might be able to find a friend willing to risk their life for you.”

Di Ting thought that Bai Ze definitely knew something to say this to him. But Bai Ze simply refused to state it directly.

He had lived in Mount Chaofu for a long time, but he really wasn’t very familiar with the residents there.

Those who lived in Mount Chaofu were all ghosts. Although he was a demon capable of adapting to the Underworld’s environment, he was ultimately a living creature. He figured the original inhabitants might not be willing to associate with him, not to mention he had such a divine ability.

So, after obtaining residential permission from Ghost King Minghe, Di Ting didn’t attempt to interact much with the residents here; he even intentionally avoided them.

But did Bai Ze mean there would be friends here who would get along well with him?

Di Ting fell into deep thought. Aside from Bai Ze, it wasn’t as if there were no demons who didn’t loathe or fear his divine ability. Great demons like Chongming, with an upright nature, or Xunmu, with an open-minded temperament, didn’t mind his divine ability. But Chongming loved to protect, so he was mostly surrounded by minor demons seeking shelter; Xunmu brimmed with vitality, and was surrounded by creatures that relied on him to survive. If Di Ting went, Chongming and Xunmu wouldn’t mind, but the creatures around them would inevitably fear and avoid him. Why should he go and make a nuisance of himself?

And the silent Bai Ze always kept to himself. If he went to be friends with Bai Ze, it wouldn’t disturb other creatures. He could also accompany Bai Ze, who was actually a huge chatterbox and very eager to chat, to eat melons and watch the fun together.

Could there be a friend in Mount Chaofu who clicked with him like Bai Ze did?

Lost in thought, Di Ting squatted under the Wenyu Tree wagging his tail, not noticing someone approaching.

He subconsciously wanted to hide, but remembering Bai Ze’s words, he stopped himself.

The one passing by was Ghost King Lin Yuan, who resided deep within the cold pool. Di Ting knew him, but they had barely met a few times. Di Ting loved running outside, while Lin Yuan liked to hole up in the cold pool; them bumping into each other once every few hundred years was considered fate.

Lin Yuan passed by him calmly, seemingly unaware of his divine ability.

Di Ting heard his heart voice.

“It’s Di Ting.”

That was it.

Just this one sentence.

Di Ting was shocked. He had never encountered a being whose heart voice was so pure.

When Chongming first met him, he thought in his heart: This is Di Ting. I heard his divine ability can hear what others think in their hearts. I have no unspeakable secrets, so it’s fine if he hears.

When Xunmu first met him, he thought in his heart: Di Ting, huh? Having a divine ability to hear the heart voices of all living beings is a somewhat strenuous ability, but all things in the universe are just like this.

After Lin Yuan knew he was Di Ting, he didn’t generate any subsequent related thoughts. Could it be he didn’t know what Di Ting signified?

Out of curiosity, Di Ting actively struck up a conversation with Lin Yuan, asking for his help in considering what animal to turn into next.

From Lin Yuan’s heart voice, he heard the sound of bells in temples, people’s prayers and kowtows, incense burning and ashes falling, and children chasing and playing outside the temple. They clapped their hands and sang nursery rhymes: “Little tabby cat, meow meow meow, round eyes and twitching whiskers…”

“Just… a cat,” Lin Yuan said.

Thus, Di Ting evolved into a cat form this time.

The pet cats raised by children were accustomed to being clingy and acting spoiled. When they were in the mood, they demanded people to play with them, and when they were happy on their own, they ignored everyone.

He allowed himself to immerse in the thoughts of these lively and arrogant cats, casually playing in Mount Chaofu for a long time, until he saw that black iron fish pendant hanging down from above. After rushing into the Wenyu Tree’s canopy following the pendant, he returned to his senses amidst its secluded and pure power.

He remembered encountering Lin Yuan a few times by chance while in cat form recently. Lin Yuan had matters in the mortal realm lately, frequently traveling back and forth between the realms of Yin and Yang. Di Ting didn’t deliberately avoid him, nor did he see Lin Yuan avoid him. Every time, his thoughts were still simple, never containing anything superfluous.

After a few times, Di Ting slowly came to understand Lin Yuan’s disposition.

This was a Ghost King with a heart free of attachments.

Because he had no attachments, he didn’t care; because he didn’t care, he had no need to think.

Whether others were happy or angry, whether they loved or resented him, what did it matter?

Wan Yan jumped down from the Wenyu Tree, seizing the opportunity to slap the “Lin Yuan” puppet on the wrist.

This was not Lin Yuan.

Wan Yan flicked his tail, ignoring the puppet that had returned to normal mode and hid far away, and started looking for his black iron fish pendant.

He remembered hiding the pendant in a nest formed by the root system under the Wenyu Tree earlier, why was it gone?

Wan Yan started digging wildly everywhere under the Wenyu Tree.

Ghost King Minghe couldn’t stand it anymore. With a roll of his sleeve, he threw the cat that was blindly digging at the tree out.

If the Wenyu Tree had developed sentience and become a demon, Wan Yan could be beaten eight hundred times a day.

Wan Yan scrambled up in a huff. “If you have the ability, throw me out of Mount Chaofu.”

Trapping him yet not allowing him to play. So mean!

Ghost King Minghe ignored him.

Wan Yan was angry for a bit, then continued looking for his black iron fish pendant.

If it wasn’t under the Wenyu Tree, then he must have accidentally brought it somewhere else while messing around with the “Lin Yuan” puppet earlier.

Wan Yan started searching all over the mountains and plains for his black iron fish pendant.

The “Lin Yuan” puppet launched a mockery at Wan Yan: “Hehe, stupid cat.”

Wan Yan: …

Wan Yan was so angry he started sharpening his claws, caught up to the “Lin Yuan” puppet, and began fighting. Mount Chaofu once again plunged into chaos.

Halfway through the fight, Wan Yan suddenly felt his large tail hit something. Ice-cold and heavy… it was his black iron fish pendant!

Wan Yan abandoned the “Lin Yuan” puppet, twisting his body to chase after the pendant.

The black iron fish pendant glided through a beautiful parabolic arc in the air, falling straight into the cold pool.

Plop. A small splash bloomed on the water’s surface.

Wan Yan: !!!

He-he subconsciously chased after it!

Plop.

A few minutes later, Wan Yan the cat swam ashore, holding the black iron fish pendant in his mouth.

His entire body of fur was soaked through by the cold pool water.

Wan Yan pressed down firmly on the black iron fish pendant with one paw and began frantically shaking out his fur. He felt a little wronged. He didn’t like having his fur wet by water.

A vague impression suddenly flashed through Wan Yan’s mind.

He didn’t like having his fur wet by water… Right, he wanted to find Lin Yuan to play, but Lin Yuan was at the bottom of the cold pool.

The cold pool possessed an isolating power, how was he supposed to call Lin Yuan out?

The pendant! He wove a rope using his own fur, tied this black iron fish pendant—which possessed the ability to connect Yin and Yang—to the rope, and lowered it down the cold pool.

…

Yuxi Exclusive

Many, many years ago, Lin Yuan was resting at the bottom of the cold pool when a black iron fish pendant slowly dropped before his eyes.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes to look at this pendant, the corners of his mouth lifting.

He reached out and pinched the black iron fish. Exerting a slight pressure with his fingertips, he dotted an eye onto this foreign object from the human realm.

Wan Yan’s eyes lit up.

“I remember!”

Lin Yuan used to be his friend in the past, their relationship was very, very good.

Approaching Science was telling the truth! He had even more clues!

Wan Yan was extremely happy. He spun around a few times with the black iron fish pendant in his mouth, remembering that he had to pay Approaching Science.

Approaching Science wanted a Ghost King’s Mark, right? Wan Yan prepared to pluck a leaf off the Wenyu Tree to make a Ghost King’s Mark.

He couldn’t pull it off.

Why did this leaf grow so sturdily?

Ghost King Minghe’s gaze was unfriendly as he silently switched the “Lin Yuan” puppet’s mode.

The “Lin Yuan” puppet: “Little kitty~”

Wan Yan: …

Why didn’t this thing have a shutdown mode?!