Chapter 147 Deepest Part of the Inner Mausoleum

The deepest part of the inner mausoleum.

The mountain range, entwined with countless golden threads, began to emanate a chilling wind and snow.

The tomb keeper, his robes tattered, also began to seep with wind and snow… Yes, the frost and snow covering his body were seeping out from within. Most of Grandmaster Qianye's body was devoid of flesh, leaving only bones. Due to the heavy blow from the Dionysus Throne, those bones were faintly cracked. However, from those cracked bones, frost shards continuously seeped out, overflowing the surface of his broken black robe.

As if, what flowed through his body wasn't blood.

This strange phenomenon originated from the formal "overflow" of the Great Cold Disaster Realm within the mountain range. The first to bear the brunt of this disaster's power was him.

And Chu Ling was no exception.

Sitting in front of the mountain range gate, at the heart of the great array, Chu Ling's red sacrificial robe was also covered with a thick layer of ice. She blinked slightly, and the crystal-clear eyelashes made a crisp shattering sound as the ice crystals congealed on them broke apart with a rustle.

However, she was different from Grandmaster Qianye.

Within her body… there truly was no blood.

At least, not yet.

Born from the well water of Shenci Mountain, what flowed within her body was the purest transcendent source matter, and the aspects of "silence," "coldness," and "frost" within those source matters were all drawn out by the disaster realm's powerful spiritual power.

Chu Ling did not leave.

She stayed by Qianye's side, streams of array patterns of light surrounding her, and in addition to that… there was also an extremely faint wisp of "golden thread."

This was the divination thread of fate.

But it did not originate from Qianye's hand.

The tomb keeper had little breath left. He supported his body, resisting the frost and snow, using his back to prop up the stone door.

"Everyone thinks… this is a profound and unfathomable art, extremely difficult to cultivate."

"But in reality… it's not like that."

Grandmaster Qianye coughed heavily and smiled. "As long as you can pay the price, then anyone can become a seer of fate. It's just that for different people, the chips placed on the scales of fate are also different."

Chu Ling silently watched this very small golden thread that extended from her little finger.

This golden thread seemed to be connected to her own "life." It was a very strange feeling because, from birth, she had not yet had time to experience what it truly felt like to be alive.

The separation of the golden thread seemed to signify the passing of "life."

However, this feeling was very faint.

"The greater the desire, the greater the price to pay for peeking into the future. For them, they need to place heavy chips on the scales… to use a divination technique once." Grandmaster Qianye looked with complex emotions at the perfect woman before her, as pure and innocent as someone just entering the world, and finally fell silent.

She could see it.

The price Chu Ling paid to use the divination technique was extremely small.

The golden thread that peeled away from her flesh and body barely shook her physical form.

"Divination technique…"

Chu Ling murmured softly.

She looked around. The door to the mountain range was sealed by snow, and thin snowflakes floated in the air above the stone door. Everything she looked at seemed to possess an invisible trajectory, and as long as she wanted, she could read its causes and consequences.

This feeling was actually not unfamiliar.

When she lived in "001" carriage before, she had a similar experience, but at that time her "reading" was supported by the database of the [Deep Sea Zone].

The causes and effects experienced by all living beings in this world could be seen in the records of the [Deep Sea].

As for the so-called consequences, she could use the vast computing power of the [Source Code] to calculate them… She could calculate where every snowflake falling from this sky would eventually fly to and what kind of ending it would meet.

What she needed to do was to calculate.

And this… was very similar to the principle of divination.

A slender golden thread shot out a hundred meters, bypassing the heavy snow and bypassing the mountain range, and finally returned to Chu Ling.

It only took a moment.

She saw clearly the falling momentum of every snowflake here.

For divination, such consumption was not considered large, because the snow here was not important.

Moreover, the person performing the divination did not have a strong desire to pry.

But to divine every snowflake here… required a huge amount of computing power.

"I have never seen a genius with such outstanding computing power as you."

The tomb keeper used the divination technique to look at the woman before him, and under the hem of her red sacrificial robe, he actually saw patches of blurry, swaying code.

Countless codes and transcendent source matter intertwined, blended, coexisted, and were symbiotic.

Was this the reason why Chu Ling possessed inhuman computing power?

Qianye was stunned for a long time, and chuckled softly, "Truly… a shocking truth."

Under Chu Ling's manipulation, that wisp of golden thread swept toward the distant sky.

Chu Ling looked towards the imperceptible depths of the "disaster realm."

Her line of sight penetrated the snowfield, the snow mountain, and the howling cold wind, vaguely seeing patches of withered fallen leaves.

In the depths of the "disaster realm," dense, towering trees grew.

And this wisp of golden thread went directly towards the deepest part of the forest.

She used the divination technique because she wanted to see what the place she could not reach purely with computing power looked like.

Because of the Dionysus Throne.

This mountain range had become "undivinable."

So Chu Ling silently condensed a figure in her heart and performed a divination.

Lord Gu Qilin, who was the first to enter the mausoleum, was still missing… Gu Shen and the Five Great Families were looking for him. The divination golden thread received instructions, carrying a wisp of Chu Ling's spirit and advanced rapidly. With the help of vast computing power, the fog of this snow forest was cleared away.

Finally.

Chu Ling saw Lord Gu Qilin lying in a pool of blood, and Luo Yu, who was unconscious, beside him.

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The image of Gu Qilin lying in a pool of blood appeared in Gu Shen's mind.

His expression became solemn.

This was transmitted back through the spiritual link by Chu Ling… It seemed to be a scene from the depths of the disaster realm, a region outside the array pattern induction. How did Chu Ling see it?

The answer was obvious… Divination!

"You have mastered divination?"

"Yes… this is indeed an incredible forbidden technique." Chu Ling knew what Gu Shen was thinking. She looked thoughtfully at her fingertips and said softly, "However, for me, the cost of this technique doesn't seem to be that strong."

Gu Shen had told Chu Ling about it the previous year.

Divination had side effects.

Prayer required sacrificing lifespan, while divination required sacrificing the physical body.

At that time, Gu Shen had thought of a question, that was… did the physical body of the Divine Fetus count as a physical body?

After cutting out the transcendent source matter and then absorbing it, wouldn't it be possible to use divination unlimitedly?

However, Chu Ling had not yet descended into the world, and this question could not be answered.

Now, receiving this reply, Gu Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lord Gu is in the deepest part of the disaster realm?"

Gu Shen frowned.

With Lord Gu's strength, what kind of danger could he encounter that could cause such injuries?

"Gu Lushen did it." Chu Ling added, "He should have used external force. I sensed the residual power of the Dionysus Throne… And compared to Lord Gu's injury, there is something worse."

Next, two more images were transmitted.

Again, the divination results obtained after sacrificing the golden thread of fate!

Gu Shen's pupils shrank.

The collapsed snow trees, almost shattered within a few miles. It was clear that a fierce battle had taken place here, and the transcendent who could cause such a commotion… was already a titled figure.

There were two potholes in the ground.

And in the potholes, two men were lying, their lives uncertain.

"Gong Qing, Mu Yi… they were defeated." Chu Ling said in a deep voice, "At the battle site, I still sensed the familiar power of the Dionysus Throne… This attack was also carried out by Gu Lushen."

She paused and asked, "Is Gu Lushen… that strong?"

"It's hard to say."

Gu Shen fell into thought.

Gu Lushen was indeed the iron-blooded figure who led the Gu Family's new faction to reshuffle Snow Forbidden City, and his strength was unfathomable, but not to the point of being so powerful.

In such a short period of time, he had successively defeated three titled figures… who were also family head-level combatants of the Five Great Families. With Gu Lushen's own strength, he should not be able to accomplish this.

It was not difficult to see that the commotion at the scene was extremely large, but such a large commotion did not attract the attention of other high-level transcendents. It was likely due to the "domain expansion."

In this disaster realm, the spiritual power of other transcendents was suppressed by the Divine Throne.

But transcendents with the blessing of the Dionysus Throne were an exception!

Could a titled figure who obtained the power of a god… become so powerful?

"There is another strange thing."

Chu Ling murmured, "Gu Lushen didn't kill… he only seriously injured the two Family Heads Gong and Mu, just like when he defeated Lord Gu Qilin before. This is unreasonable."

"Not for killing?"

A glimmer of light appeared in Gu Shen's eyes, and he said, "Then, is it to take something? On their bodies… is there something that Gu Lushen wants?"

Before Chu Ling could operate the divination technique again.

Gu Shen quickly said, "It's the Family Head's order… the Family Head's orders of the Five Great Families!"

Lord Gu Qilin, Gong Qing, Mu Yi… the only thing they had in common was the token that symbolized their status as Family Head!

And Gu Lushen persuaded the Five Great Families to enter the mausoleum together at the meeting, just to be able to plunder the Family Head's orders in this place!

A flash of inspiration.

Chu Ling realized something.

She suddenly thought of another thing… The most low-key and mysterious Li Clan had just experienced the mourning of the late Family Head He Shi. The acting Family Head was still young, so it was naturally impossible for him to enter the mausoleum.

And precisely at this juncture, the Li Clan's Elder Council, which had been building up momentum, launched an impeachment and forcibly wanted to detain Li Qingsui.

What they were really aiming for was that token!

"Crap…"

Chu Ling quickly operated the divination golden thread to search for Li Qingsui's "information."

That wisp of golden thread suddenly turned a corner, accelerated, and swept towards the depths of the wind and snow.

Near the end of the dense forest.

Chu Ling saw Li Qingsui as she wished.

The girl in the Ru skirt, shivering while hugging her shoulders, stood in the icy and snowy world, her expression stubborn, gritting her teeth and constantly retreating.

And opposite her, snowflakes fluttered in the sky, falling on the shoulders of the man sitting in the wheelchair.

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