Free Web NovelChapter 590: Chapter 84: Words and History_2
At this moment, Wang Jiu spoke up, "Try thinking about other possibilities. Overthinking will only burden us. All we’re seeing is a name seal engraved with Demon Script; all other conclusions are just our speculative interpretations."
Zhao Chenlu nodded, "I understand. So, excluding the least likely option, are there any other possibilities? For example, even though the script on this seal is standard Demon Race work, engraving can be done through various methods. It might not have been carved by the Demon Race. Perhaps this cross-dressing deviant saw the writing somewhere in their youth, thought the pattern was beautiful, and decided to carve it onto the seal..."
Wang Jiu asked, "Engraving unintelligible Ghost Talisman on a Red Jade Seal symbolizing the identity of a Sect Leader?"
"...In any case, they might never use it more than a few times in their life. Besides them, who else knows what’s engraved on their name seal?" At this point, Zhao Chenlu, as if inspired, added, "Upon being absorbed into the Saint Sect, a Sect Leader must abandon everything from their past to avoid personal matters interfering with duties, including their former name. So could this be a form of rebellious retaliation? The Saint Sect demands she abandon her old name, so she might as well choose a ridiculous current name to defy society..."
Wang Jiu pondered for a moment and then said, "It’s not impossible, so it’s best to compare with other Sect Leaders to confirm whether it’s her personal act or if there’s another issue... Do you know the name of the current Sect Leader?"
Zhao Chenlu shrugged, "I don’t know. I’ve always called him old man... But come to think of it, I can’t really remember the real names of a few Saint Sect Leaders. Typically, when they take office, they abandon their former names and are called ’Sect Leader’. Rarely are they addressed by name anymore. Previously, I thought it was to emphasize the status of the Saint Sect and create an ’only one Sect Leader’ atmosphere. Now, it does seem a bit strange."
Wang Jiu thought it over but couldn’t grasp it, shaking his head, "In that case, we should confirm the situation with the person involved."
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Afterwards, the two returned from the deep sea region of the Nether Sea to the shore.
The temporal chaos that trapped a research expedition three hundred years ago posed no obstacle to their return. They rode the waves effortlessly and soon saw the golden sand and a nascent white tower on the beach. Several cultivators from the Cyan Lotus Academy, skilled in architecture, were using their fingers to command a group of strong Stringed Puppets to add bricks to the tower.
The rest of the cultivators were mostly collecting samples of seawater, sand, and marine life on the beach. Although this team was temporarily gathered by Wang Jiu, it now exhibited orderly and highly efficient research practices.
At the top of the white tower, the cultivator responsible for measuring wind direction and sunlight was the first to see Wang Jiu and Zhao Chenlu. They showed a surprised expression and softly asked, "Dean, you’ve returned so quickly? Any findings?"
Zhao Chenlu glanced at Wang Jiu and, seeing no objection from him, smiled and said, "Beyond imagination."
The cultivator’s pupils contracted instantly, nostrils flared, blood circulation quickened all over their body, and even their lower body showed signs of engorgement.
"Beyond imagination? Can we see the samples?" they said, swallowing eagerly while their throat moved continuously.
Seeing this, Zhao Chenlu couldn’t suppress a smile and exchanged a glance with Wang Jiu, seeing the same look in his eyes.
The woman slipped momentarily into her memories. During the Jiuzhou Era, Shang Lanfei was always surrounded by such fanatics who regarded research as their lifelong passion and even desire, to the extent that even the charm of Jiuzhou’s most beautiful woman couldn’t sway them. All of these individuals were, without exception, physiologically and psychologically deviant, yet they genuinely propelled Jiuzhou civilization forward.
Today, the Xiangzhou Continent has also nurtured similar research fanatics, and the samples collected from the Nether Sea this time are perfectly suited for them to experiment with.
So, with Wang Jiu’s consent, Zhao Chenlu handed a bottle of silver-white powder and a carefully sliced piece of jade fragment to the academy’s cultivators.
"Take them for analysis. Give us the results in a week, and let’s see how far you can get."
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As expected, the samples Wang Jiu and Zhao Chenlu collected in the depths of the Nether Sea sent the academy’s cultivators into a frenzy.
The Profound Silver, utterly decayed after being honed by chaotic space-time for millennia, and the jade enhanced by the Space-Time Anchor, remaining unyielding over millennia, were miracles beyond the current Immortal Dao theories.
And such miraculous items, beyond the existing theoretical framework, mean that once they are decoded, existing theories can be revolutionized, pushing civilization forward dramatically. Everyone who contributes to this effort will be celebrated in history.
For the people of Cyan Lotus Academy, the allure of being celebrated in history isn’t significant—what matters about writing history books for a group of ordinary and foolish people? However, breaking beyond the current theoretical framework and opening new vistas for research is a temptation more enticing than anything else.
And the difficulty of this research project happens to be at the edge of their capabilities—the research expedition three hundred years ago could break through their limits in desperate times and figure out how to create a Space-Time Anchor, so today, the Cyan Lotus Academy can certainly achieve the same feat.
However, compared to the studies on space-time and Sword Dao, Wang Jiu was naturally more intrigued by the Demon Script Yimila on the Sect Leader’s name seal.
