Chapter 622: Chapter 621: Buddhist-style Health Preservation

Lu Zixun repeated to Zeng Haoyang what he had discussed with An Xiao.

Seeing Zeng Haoyang deep in thought, Lu Zixun inexplicably felt a sense of intellectual superiority.

“That means, the Elf Walker’s Derivative Ability can materialize things she has seen.”

Muttering to himself, Zeng Haoyang narrowed his eyes, “Then she could completely materialize a powerful Spiritual Ability User she knows. This materializing ability would be sensed.”

“Huh?”

Hearing this, Lu Zixun was startled.

Being sensed… that meant once An Xiao used this ability, the person she materialized would become aware of An Xiao’s existence.

“Moreover, an Elf Walker must have an Elf bloodline, and since the Elf race values their bloodline greatly, the World Tree would awaken her with its remaining strength…”

Raising his voice slightly, Zeng Haoyang’s eyes narrowed, “Your friend here isn’t that simple.”

At this point, Lu Zixun also understood what Zeng Haoyang meant.

It seemed to resolve this issue, they would still need to start with An Xiao.

But why hadn’t An Xiao told him about this? Could it be that she didn’t even know she could use her ability that way?

Lu Zixun silently shook his head; he doubted that.

From their first meeting, the spiritual tools carried by An Xiao and the snippets of information revealed hinted that her father was likely not a simple figure.

“Da Ju…”

Seeing Lu Zixun lost in thought, Zeng Haoyang called out.

Snapping back to reality, Lu Zixun looked up at Zeng Haoyang, confusion evident in his eyes.

“In reality, coming from the Five-layered World isn’t as wonderful as you might imagine. Where there are people, there will be conflicts, and the conflicts between two worlds will be even worse.”

Pausing for a moment, Zeng Haoyang spoke in a calm, extended tone, “Maybe the threats from the Five-layered World are less severe than from the Four-layer World, but they’re not much less either. Do you understand what I mean?”

Sighing silently, Lu Zixun nodded.

He had overlooked this point.

He had only considered how the Five-layered World could stop the Bloody Moon’s arrival.

But this didn’t mean the Five-layered World wouldn`t invade the Crimson Land.

After all, the place where the Bloody Moon descends was in the Crimson Land.

If the Five-layered World required certain conditions to intervene, then fundamentally, it was the same as the Four-layer World.

The only difference was that one exploited while the other was exploited.

“I understand. I’ll do my best.”

Nodding slightly, Lu Zixun, after leaving Zone A, felt particularly heavy-hearted.

He had thought there was a solution to everything, but now it seemed, the solutions were all quite similar.

It was just the cost that varied.

By the time Lu Zixun returned to the Demon Country, the sky had already darkened.

The Crimson Land was expected to receive heavy rain the next day, combined with the severe winter weather, temperatures plunged below zero.

While Spiritual Ability Users could resist the cold, their inherent laziness was not so easily conquered.

After consulting Ge Changming and learning she had already gone to sleep, Lu Zixun dismissed the terrible idea of waking her up.

Nodding to indicate his understanding, he then returned to his quarters.

Curled up in bed, Lu Zixun was overwhelmed by an inner tiredness that surged over him like a wave.

Despite only wanting to be a lazy fish, why had he mysteriously become a powerful meddler?

Holding this perplexity, Lu Zixun fell into a deep sleep.

…

“I can’t materialize my father, and I don’t know why.”

The next morning, Lu Zixun went to find An Xiao.

Her response was much as he had anticipated.

Watching An Xiao, Lu Zixun chuckled lightly, nodded to show he understood, and then turned to leave.

Not being able to materialize was just that.

But when exchanging information with Lu Zixun, An Xiao had omitted this detail.

At that moment, An Xiao was no longer worthy of Lu Zixun’s trust.

As for the connection with the Four-layer World, it no longer concerned Lu Zixun. If it could be resolved, great. If not, so be it.

Lu Zixun realized then a widely known saying in human society.

Once you master the phrases “none of your business” and “none of my business”, you can solve ninety percent of your troubles and nuisances in life.

No one had decreed that Lu Zixun had to meddle in these affairs, but he was a cat with a particularly strong sense of responsibility.

Great power comes with great responsibility—this phrase was never a compliment, and it had made Lu Zixun somewhat lose sight of himself.

After waking up from his sleep, having understood these matters more clearly, Lu Zixun felt a greater sense of acceptance toward whatever comes his way.

Compared to Lu Zixun gradually becoming more detached, Liao Fan had endured quite a torment yesterday.

Facing a corpse that could be dissected even with closed eyes, continually performing autopsies, and showing a puzzled expression, occasionally muttering to himself about what was going on.

This was Liao Fan’s toughest day in his “acting”… undercover career.

However, fortunately, with his acting skills on point, he finally gained Wang Zhenxiong’s trust.

This trust, of course, wasn’t Wang Zhenxiong verbally expressing to Liao Fan, “I appreciate you; be my lackey.”

Instead, Liao Fan sensed this himself.

The scrutinizing glances around him had diminished slightly, and the route to the connection point had also changed.

Crimson’s flimsy excuse was to try a different location that might yield different results.

Fully aware of these pretenses, Liao Fan cooperated exceptionally, nodding and unloading a three-thousand-word lengthy exposition that confounded the person in charge on the spot.

Looking at Liao Fan, there was also a hint of guilt.

Look at this child, thinking at this point that there was something wrong with the Deep Diver’s body.

Entering the research lab again, Liao Fan no longer thought about hands-on work with the Deep Diver’s body.

After all, he had just received a message from Shadow yesterday—”We’re going to let this matter slide; just protect your identity and don’t blow your cover.”

…

“Still no results?”

Listening to his subordinate report on the results of Liao Fan’s autopsies, Wang Zhenxiong felt an extraordinary headache.

Could it be that the matter of the fake connection point had caused some changes to the bodies?

“Hmm, Director Liao has not slept in three days; there could be some issues.”

The subordinate nodded silently, sighing softly.

“I see…”

Wang Zhenxiong sighed silently, pausing before finally speaking, “Tell Xiao Fan to go home, let him have a break. When a Deep Diver’s body turns up again, we’ll call him back. And tell him, pushing this hard, even a Spiritual Ability User could drop dead.”

“Alright.”

The subordinate agreed, respectfully leaving the room.

Glancing at the hourglass on the table, Wang Zhenxiong’s eyes narrowed.