Chapter 339: The Unfindable Answer
Seeing that Heavenly Demon Venerable could not say anything, Chen Changan could not help but feel a bit disappointed.
He shook his head inwardly. As expected of someone from the demonic sects, full of schemes and tricks. It seemed that everything earlier had merely been an act put on by Heavenly Demon Venerable to save his own life.
Seen this way, even if he obtained some information from this person, it would be difficult to tell whether it was true or false. It was better not to ask at all.
He should just hand this person over to Li Hanzhou to deal with.
Just as he turned around and prepared to leave, an eerie, low chuckle suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Hehehe..."
Chen Changan paused slightly and turned back to look. Heavenly Demon Venerable had somehow already calmed down, the manic expression on his face completely gone, replaced by a strange, unnatural calm.
"Although I cannot remember many things," Heavenly Demon Venerable slowly raised his head, a peculiar light flickering in his eyes, "there is one thing I know, and that is..."
He looked at Chen Changan. "Holy Lord, you are not from this world, are you?"
Chen Changan's body stiffened abruptly, and his pupils shrank sharply.
…
Heavenly Demon Venerable spoke again in a low voice. "I do not know why. Although I cannot recall many things, Holy Lord, it seems you anticipated that this day would come..."
He raised a trembling hand and gestured. "You left behind a book, a brush, and a sentence, and gave them separately to the three of us brothers."
His gaze suddenly dimmed. "The book has already been taken away. As for the brush and that sentence… with the deaths of the eldest and second brothers, I do not know where they ended up."
"You once told us that if one day you lost your memories, we were to return these three items to you. If Holy Lord can find these three objects, perhaps everything will become clear."
Chen Changan's heart jolted violently, and he suddenly recalled that Ji Lingxiu had once obtained a brush.
At the time, he had not paid it much attention. Now that he thought about it… could it be that brush? As for that sentence, if things were truly as Heavenly Demon Venerable said and the people were already dead, could that sentence still exist?
After a moment of silence, Chen Changan asked in a deep voice, "Since you cannot remember anything else, you should at least remember what 'Holy Lord' means, right?"
"Of course I remember!" Heavenly Demon Venerable immediately straightened his back, a trace of pride flashing in his eyes. "The so-called Holy Lord is naturally the lord of our Holy Sect, and also the common master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Biluo Gate."
So that was it. In plain terms, he was the head of the demonic path of the upper realm.
Although what Heavenly Demon Venerable said sounded extremely absurd, for some reason, Chen Changan faintly felt that it might not all be false.
He nodded thoughtfully, turned, and left the room, instructing Li Hanzhou to arrange a comfortable place for Heavenly Demon Venerable to rest, with good food and drink provided.
From what he had just observed, although Heavenly Demon Venerable was still alive, the damage to his divine soul was indeed severe. Perhaps after he recovered a bit, he might recall more things.
Walking along the corridor, Chen Changan's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
Could it be… that he really had once been that so-called Holy Lord of the upper realm? He carefully searched through his memories, only to find them, as expected, completely empty.
Or was it that… there truly existed an identical being in this world?
…
Two days later, Chen Changan sat alone inside the wooden house, staring solemnly at the two items placed on the desk before him.
That ancient-looking book had been retrieved from Chen Xingcai. It was the Timewheel Fate Mirror, which Ji Hongli had already told him was an immortal artifact related to time. The other item, an apparently ordinary writing brush, had been obtained from Ji Lingxiu.
Chen Changan reached out and picked up the brush, his fingertips gently rubbing along the shaft. When he attempted to infuse it with immortal essence, the brush suddenly emitted a faint blue glow. The lacquer on the shaft began to peel away, revealing a crystal-clear material beneath, while the bristles of the tip gradually transformed into hair-thin golden threads. The entire brush emanated an ancient aura extremely similar to that of the Timewheel Fate Mirror.
"An immortal artifact?" Chen Changan frowned slightly. "Since when did immortal artifacts become so cheap?"
He absentmindedly twirled the brush between his fingers. This habitual motion from his previous life unexpectedly gave rise to a trace of inexplicable familiarity. Even stranger, when he touched both items at the same time, he actually felt an illusion as if they were connected by blood.
This discovery startled him. He immediately opened the Timewheel Fate Mirror and carefully examined every page. Sure enough, near the middle, he found two pages that were completely stuck together. Chen Changan tried various methods to separate them, but discovered that there was an extremely exquisite restriction set upon them, seemingly requiring a specific password to unlock.
"A password…" he murmured, his gaze unconsciously falling on the mysterious brush.
Staring at the two stuck pages, Chen Changan frowned deeply. He finally understood that the "sentence" Heavenly Demon Venerable had mentioned was very likely the password to unlock this restriction. But the people were already dead, so where was he supposed to find that sentence?
"How about… trying it myself first?" he muttered to himself. On second thought, if this really was something he had left for himself, perhaps he would have set some everyday phrases as the password.
Clearing his throat, Chen Changan tentatively spoke to the book, "Odd changes remain unchanged?"
The pages did not move at all.
"Heavenly king covers the earth tiger?"
Still no reaction.
"Palace jade liquid wine?"
"What kind of blade is the blade?"
"For the Horde?"
"How are you?"
…
After trying several commonly used memes from his previous life, the book still showed no change whatsoever. Chen Changan sighed helplessly. It seemed things were not that simple.
He rubbed his temples and decided to temporarily set this puzzle aside. Raising his hand to form a seal, two paper cranes flew out from his sleeve, carefully lifting the book and the brush, and flew toward the residences of Chen Xingcai and Ji Lingxiu respectively.
…
Since he could not figure it out, then he would stop thinking about it.
Fortunately, Chen Changan had recently developed a good habit, which was to ask "Dora Hongli" whenever he encountered a difficult problem.
Although his wife was not much older than him, her knowledge was inexplicably extensive.
Inside Ji Hongli's cave abode, wisps of tea fragrance drifted through the air.
Chen Changan recounted the entire sequence of events in detail. Ji Hongli rested her chin in her hand and listened intently.
"Mm…" After hearing everything, she fell into thought, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. After a moment, she shook her head. "I have never heard of what that Heavenly Demon Venerable described."
A trace of disappointment surfaced on Chen Changan's face. Even Ji Hongli did not know?
Ji Hongli seemed to sense his thoughts. She gently held his hand and comforted him softly. "You do not need to take it too much to heart. People of the demonic path are inherently half-crazed." She paused briefly. "Taking ten thousand steps back, if you truly are some great power reincarnated who reversed time, then you would certainly have countless backup plans. Even if one move went wrong, there would surely be other ways to remedy it."
Hearing this, Chen Changan's mood immediately improved.
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