Chapter 1030
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Chapter 1030 Meeting the Secret Thief Again
He doesn’t recognize himself?
“True Man, you don’t remember me?” Lin Qiye frowned and spoke, “I’m Lin Qiye, we met at Takamagahara.”
“Takamagahara?” Jade Tripod True Man was stunned, then shook his head repeatedly, “I have never been to Takamagahara, nor have I ever met you.”
Lin Qiye looked at Jade Tripod True Man’s bewildered gaze, and for some reason, the hair on his body stood on end.
He clearly remembered that when they were at Takamagahara, Jade Tripod True Man had actively stopped him and thanked him… how could he not recognize him?
“Young friend, are you also invited to attend the Peach Banquet? May I ask where you learned your skills?”
Seeing Lin Qiye stunned, Jade Tripod True Man took the initiative to ask.
Peach Banquet?
In Lin Qiye’s mind, myths and legends about the Peach Banquet quickly flashed.
According to legend, the Peach Banquet was a feast where the Queen Mother of the West celebrated her birthday by inviting various deities to a banquet of peaches, and the venue for the feast was the Queen Mother’s residence, Kunlun Yaochi.
Kunlun Void, Pamir Plateau, Kunlun Mountain…
Could it be that the bronze pattern on the snow plain connects to the legendary sacred land of Kunlun?
“I…”
Lin Qiye was momentarily speechless, not knowing how to answer.
Just then, delicate and melodious celestial music drifted from the distant fairy mountains, sounding like flowing springs, echoing between the mountains.
Those gods of Great Xia who were riding clouds in the sky all turned to look at the highest floating mountain peak. After exchanging a few words with each other, they all descended toward the peak, with smiles on their faces, each looking refreshed.
“The Peach Banquet is about to begin.” Jade Tripod True Man withdrew his gaze and smiled at Lin Qiye, “Young friend, let’s talk as we go.”
As his words fell, he mounted the heterochromatic white tiger again. The white tiger glanced at Lin Qiye, growled softly, then leaped up from the ground, transforming into a streak of light flying toward the floating mountain peak.
A trace of hesitation flashed in Lin Qiye’s eyes, but after a moment, he waved his hand, and endless clouds gathered beneath his feet, lifting his body into the sky, following closely behind Jade Tripod True Man.
“Somersault Cloud?”
Seeing the cloud beneath Lin Qiye, Jade Tripod True Man’s eyes showed surprise, “Are you that monkey’s disciple? He actually takes disciples?”
Seeing Jade Tripod True Man’s expression, Lin Qiye knew he had misunderstood.
According to legend, the Somersault Cloud was personally improved by Patriarch Subhuti for Sun Wukong. In the entire mythology of Great Xia, only Sun Wukong possessed this ability. Now that he was standing on the Somersault Cloud, it was not surprising that Jade Tripod True Man mistook him for Sun Wukong’s disciple.
Lin Qiye simply nodded and replied: “Yes.”
In a sense, he was indeed Sun Wukong’s successor… and part-time attending physician.
“That monkey has indeed tempered his temperament after achieving enlightenment, but taking disciples is still something hard to believe coming from him.” Jade Tripod True Man couldn’t help but sigh, “I heard that monkey returned from the Western World a few days ago, why isn’t he personally attending this Peach Banquet?”
Lin Qiye pondered briefly,
“Master has some matters to attend to, so he couldn’t come.”
Lin Qiye had fully embraced the role of Sun Wukong’s disciple, not just to deal with Jade Tripod True Man’s questions, but more importantly, he had discovered that something was amiss.
No, not just “something”… everything here was wrong.
First, Jade Tripod True Man must have met him and personally visited Takamagahara – this was an indisputable fact, yet now he seemed to have forgotten everything.
If this was just Jade Tripod True Man losing his memory for some reason, it might make sense, but the heterochromatic white tiger beneath Jade Tripod True Man was identical to the white tiger that Fang Mo had transformed into, and Lin Qiye did not believe this was a coincidence.
He had just rescued Fang Mo from Andre’s hands, and then Fang Mo turned into a heterochromatic white tiger, ran back to Jade Tripod True Man, and growled at him?
This made no sense at all!
Moreover, Sun Wukong had been confined in the mental hospital of gods in his mind for over a hundred years, how could he have returned from the Western World a few days ago to attend the Peach Banquet?
These three major doubts lingered in Lin Qiye’s mind, and after much thought, he could only think of one possibility.
This was indeed the legendary Kunlun Void… but the timeline was definitely not the one he existed in.
Had he traveled through time when passing through the bronze pattern, or…
Was everything he saw simply an extracted segment that once existed in the river of time?
“In that case, come sit with me.” Jade Tripod True Man smiled, “Although the Peach Banquet is the Queen Mother’s birthday feast, there are many rules. You newcomers attending the Peach Banquet for the first time can easily make mistakes, and it would be unfortunate to displease the Queen Mother.
Fortunately, my disciple is already at the venue. He has some friendship with your master, so we can sit together, and I can gradually teach you.”
As his words fell, he led Lin Qiye whistling toward the distance.
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Pamir Plateau.
An Qingyu, who was sitting quietly in front of the bronze pattern, seemed to sense something. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, looking toward a certain direction.
His expression visibly became grave.
“Are you sure it’s this direction? I thought the sound of battle just now wasn’t here?” Si Xiaonan looked around, blinking her eyes.
“It’s this direction, the compass points here.” Singh looked at the compass in his hand and said with certainty.
“Could the compass be wrong? Why don’t I lead the way?”
“…No need. The previous two times you led, both were wrong. You don’t have a talent for navigation.” Singh shook his head, “Just follow me.”
Seeing that she couldn’t fool Singh, Si Xiaonan’s expression flashed with imperceptible disappointment. Just as she was about to speak again, her footsteps suddenly paused.
Singh’s gaze fell on the distance, his eyes narrowed, and he also stopped.
In the wind and snow, a figure wearing a deep red cloak slowly stood up from the snow.
“Someone?” Singh exclaimed in surprise, “And a person from Great Xia? But their strength seems to be only at the ‘Measureless’ level…”
He turned his head to look around. In the vast snowy plain, he saw no other figures, until his gaze finally fell on the bronze pattern behind An Qingyu, and his eyes lit up slightly.
“It seems we’ve found the right place…” Singh narrowed his eyes, “Just a ‘Measureless’ level rat, crush him and we can enter Kunlun Void.”
He licked his lips, a fierce killing intent appearing on his face.
He didn’t notice that beside him, both Si Xiaonan and Cold Xuan trembled simultaneously when they saw An Qingyu!
Of course they recognized An Qingyu.
He was the “Secret Thief” from Cangnan City years ago. During the Cangnan catastrophe, An Qingyu had worked with Squad 136 at the highway toll station to jointly block the frost giant’s attack.
And when An Qingyu saw the two of them, he also froze in place.
