Chapter 584: Chapter 584

Gu Jianlin heard the name, and a chill ran down his spine.

Speaking of the Qilin Immortal Palace, one cannot avoid mentioning this legendary figure. He was the Gatekeeper of the Ancient God Realm, the builder of the underground palace beneath the sea, who achieved Changsheng 2,500 years ago. It is now confirmed that he has become a Divine Servant.

He was a famed Alchemist during the Qin Dynasty, explicitly recorded in the hidden annals of history as an Ancient Cultivator following the Divine Path. Furthermore, he was a top-tier Alchemy Master of his time, and even today, his craftsmanship continues to amaze people. Many places within the Qilin Immortal Palace bear his marks, making him a true legend of his era.

There are countless mysteries surrounding this man. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍

For example, what exactly happened to him back then?

Why did he suddenly abandon his duties as Gatekeeper and disappear without a trace?

Most intriguingly, why did Xu Fu leave behind such a secret passage leading to the tomb of the Qilin Venerable?

And now, Xu Fu is trapped here, attempting to call for help.

"I haven't heard his voice. Perhaps only by defeating the Destiny Reflection can one earn the right to speak with him. There's a Reflection of your fate here, so there must also be one of mine. Who knows how many people have died in this place?"

He looked around and faintly heard the clash of battle coming from afar.

"Xu Fu said I should seek the bronze gate. Only by passing through it can I rescue him. And I will receive an unimaginable reward. This place holds the treasures left by the Qilin and Candle Dragon Venerables!" Su Youzhu clutched her forehead, clearly displeased by the sensation of conversing with someone within her consciousness. She found it truly vexing.

Fortunately, she had experienced something similar during her audience with the Qilin Venerable, so she was able to endure it.

Faced with such an eerie situation, she was not afraid.

For the most frightening encounter of her life had been her audience with an Ancient Supreme.

On the contrary, the fact that the Supreme did not kill her but sought to use her gave her a sense of confidence.

Gu Jianlin vaguely deduced the source of her audacity.

He wondered how she might feel if she learned that even her Venerable lacked absolute certainty in this endeavor.

"Xu Fu said someone else has been here before, but they failed to rescue him."

Su Youzhu mused skeptically, "He claimed the things here are of critical importance."

Gu Jianlin was well aware of their importance; these treasures likely held the key secrets to the struggle between the two Supremes.

Only after the voice in Su Youzhu's mind faded did she realize one thing.

They were still holding hands.

A mixture of awkwardness and peculiarity began to fill the air.

Just as Gu Jianlin was about to let go, she tightened her grip and interlocked their fingers.

"The so-called Destiny Reflection is still quite useful—it at least gave me several hints."

Su Youzhu leaned against him like a lover, resting her head on his arm, and said softly, "Indeed, in nine years, my progress has only been so little. As a beautiful girl, my self-esteem has already been deeply wounded. So I've decided to be more proactive from now on, lest I miss another opportunity."

Though her words were confident, Gu Jianlin noticed the faint irritation in her gaze and her slightly flushed cheeks.

The real blow to her self-esteem had, perhaps, come from the direct demonstration provided by that Destiny Reflection earlier.

It also hinted at possibilities about their future relationship.

A hint of sweetness lingered in her heart.

But the potential for an unhappy ending brought a sense of unease to her thoughts.

"Don't worry too much. A Destiny Reflection is merely a glimpse of possible futures. A senior I once met said that destiny is in your own hands; it's not unchangeable."

Gu Jianlin said with a blank expression, "Could you let go of my hand now?"

Su Youzhu retorted with a stern face, "No."

There was no helping it. He couldn't very well pry free or push her away.

So, Gu Jianlin walked forward, holding her hand, as if they were strolling along a lakeside in their apartment complex.

His arm picked up a soft sensation—it definitely felt larger than before.

"Stick close to me and don't wander off; I've got thighs to cling to. Actually, I'm curious—what will your Destiny Reflection be like?" Su Youzhu's platinum short hair fluttered in the wind. Her lacy pink dress danced around her porcelain-white, smooth thighs, and a cool, fragrant scent wafted toward him.

"Alright, you've got thighs to rely on."

Gu Jianlin glanced at her legs but quickly redirected his gaze nonchalantly.

A line of lyrics surfaced in his mind: "I admit the world holds some temptation for me…"

The Jiuyin sword in its sheath trembled slightly: "This Female Sacrifice is excellent. Just eat her already!"

"Your sword is shaking,"

Su Youzhu turned her head back with mild curiosity.

Gu Jianlin couldn't very well say the sword wanted him to sentence her to immediate execution.

They wove through the colossal ruins of the city, encountering the remains of numerous bodies along the way.

Without exception, they were all candidates from the You Ying Group, most likely killed by their own Destiny Reflections.

"Are these people all yours?"

"Don't say 'ours.' I'm a defector now. These were all pawns raised by the Si Family."

"When I came, I saw Third Master and his men. It seems they care about you a lot to have come to rescue you."

"Mm, Third Master is indeed a decent person."

At the end of an ancient temple hung a lifeless corpse, its chest pierced through by a massive cavity.

Lu Zijin's face was frozen in despair, drenched in blood.

"Whew, so my future self was pretty formidable, huh?"

Someone slumped against the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Gu Jianlin followed the sound and saw a petite girl dressed in a Gothic Lolita outfit, collapsed against the wall, utterly exhausted.