Chapter 1852 - 1851: The Dreamer, Trading with Divine Beings

"You set up the real array, pretended to implement my plan, and lured me here to meet you," the young man in white slowly withdrew his gaze and calmly said, "just to ask if I know a place?"

"How do you know that’s a ’place name’?" He Ao raised an eyebrow slightly, smiling, "The world of mysticism is full of wonders. What if Winding Hill is a mental concept or a prop?"

"Then," the young man in white turned his head to look at He Ao, smilingly asked, "is it a place name?"

"Of course it is," He Ao smiled, "and you took something from there."

It was possible that the body of a higher being was once stored in Winding Hill, and it was the body of a higher being killed by the Witch of Desire.

The Witch of Desire had been releasing thunder, whipping the corpse of that higher being in Winding Hill.

However, when He Ao previously found Winding Hill, there was nothing left there.

The body hidden in Winding Hill had been ’taken’ away, and it was done under the nose of the Witch of Desire, in the face of the power the Witch of Desire left behind.

An existence capable of doing such a thing is extremely rare, even in the universe.

Coincidentally, the ’Holy Master’ of the main world is suspected of mastering the power of history.

And in the background description of the system, it mentioned that a nameless existence once imitated truth, luring wizards to explore history and gain the power of history.

Being able to imitate a good friend without being discovered must mean this existence holds a very high position, perhaps even being a god.

A god skilled in ’concealment’, ’disguise’, and ’deceit’.

For such a god, taking things from Winding Hill was naturally a simple matter.

Although there is no evidence to prove the Holy Master had the motive to take the body from Winding Hill, it could also be that He Ao himself knows too little information, and he knows very little about the Holy Master.

But to He Ao’s knowledge, the Holy Master is the only one capable of easily accomplishing this.

Moreover, this guy comes with intrigue by default.

Given this, there is no problem in having some suspicion.

"What do you think I took from there?" The young man in white smiled, looking at He Ao.

"I don’t know," He Ao shook his head slightly, "but I hope you’ll give it to me."

The young man in white was taken aback, he looked at He Ao and laughed silently, "Do you think your request is reasonable? Even if the thing you mentioned is something I took, do you think I would give it to you?"

"I think it’s very reasonable," He Ao nodded slightly, "and I also think you will give it to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, in this continuous ruin, a brilliance quickly lit up.

This brilliance shone brightly, quickly sketching a purple heart-shaped pattern, enveloping the silhouettes of the two within it.

"Witch of Desire?" The young man in white lowered his gaze.

"I think the Witch of Desire would certainly be interested in what happened at Winding Hill," He Ao smiled, gazing at the young man in white, and said softly, "What do you think?"

"Desire may be prone to madness, but it’s also logical," the young man in white calmly said, "there’s no evidence proving I did what you mentioned."

"Your very existence is evidence," He Ao laughed, "there are very few in this universe who could do such a thing, don’t you think?"

While he spoke, a brilliance flared up again from the outside, forming a huge septagram pattern.

Seeing this septagram pattern, the young man in white’s smile completely disappeared, "What are you trying to do?"

"What do you think Truth would think if it knew you were impersonating it?" He Ao smiled, looking at him.

"You don’t have evidence to prove this," the young man in white calmly said.

"Of course," He Ao nodded, "but Truth will find its own evidence."

"If you bring Desire and Truth over here," the young man in white gazed at He Ao, "then the coordinates of this world are also exposed. Having resisted the apocalypse for so long, are you now going to invite the apocalypse in yourself?"

"But," He Ao raised his head, glancing at the sky, where the huge planet’s reflection still hung high in the firmament, gradually approaching. He lowered his head and looked at the young man in white, smiling, "in fact, this planet’s apocalypse crisis still exists. Bringing over a few more gods might even maintain some balance, don’t you think?"

He gazed into the gray eyes of the young man in white, laughing, "Do you think I would do it?"

"Interesting," the young man in white gazed at He Ao, "Young man, you’re crazier than I thought."

"So what’s your opinion?" He Ao tilted his head, lightly raising his eyebrows, smiling.

"You have the Talent Sequences of a Memory Inheritor in your body?" The young man in white paused slightly, "Are you seeking information about Winding Hill to learn how a Memory Inheritor advances to a Usurper God?"

He looked at He Ao, "The method you used to promote as a Memory Inheritor wasn’t a controllable one, are you sure you can go further and promote to a Usurper God in this sequence?"

"Do you think I have a choice?" He Ao laughed.

"If I could help you, I would be quite willing to," the young man in white shook his head, "but do you think Desire, after killing the Dreamer, would not take the Dreamer’s Talent Sequences?"

He smiled, looking at He Ao, "What was left in Winding Hill is just some leftovers."

Dreamer, is this the ’name’ or ’Talent Sequences’ name of the one at Winding Hill?

Sure enough, Usurper Gods also have Talent Sequences, and there is a system for advancing from an Angel to a Usurper God.

"But that leftover was enough to involve you, taking it from Winding Hill at the risk of offending the Witch of Desire," He Ao thought quickly, smiling, "so it must have some ’special’ use?"

At this point, the young man in white became silent, gazing at He Ao, at the two nested arrays beneath He Ao’s feet.

After a brief pause, he sighed lightly and said, smiling, "Child, you are quite interesting. I can give you the thing, as long as you perform a ritual to receive it from beyond endless time and space."

"And then you can use this to spread your true power and determine this world’s coordinates?" He Ao smiled.

"This is the thing you requested," the young man in white laughed, "I’m giving it to you now, yet you’re guarding against me?"

"I know you have a way to obtain the ’Dreamer’s’ Talent Sequences." He Ao lowered his voice, huskily.

"Seems I’ve revealed much I shouldn’t," the young man in white slightly raised an eyebrow, glancing at the heart-shaped pattern on the ground, "the best method is for you to request from Desire. If you have a good relationship, they might give it to you."

"Then what’s the worst method?" He Ao didn’t respond to him but directly asked with a smile.

The two ritual arrays beneath his feet began to glow with rippling light.

"I have a ritual that can use the Dreamer’s body," the young man in white gazed at He Ao, like a good friend sharing his ’plan’, "to steal the Dreamer’s Talent Sequences back from the Witch of Desire."

Upon hearing the words, He Ao paused for a moment, gazing at the white-clothed youth before him.

"A transaction," the white-clothed youth looked at He Ao and smiled, "You want the Talent Sequences of the Dreamer. Coincidentally, I also need this Talent Sequence to help me with something. I can give you the ritual method to activate the Dreamer’s remains when you need it and help you take the Dreamer’s Talent Sequence from the Witch of Desire."

He smiled as he gazed at He Ao, a faint glow flashing in his gray eyes, "How about it?"

"Then," He Ao looked at him, "what’s the cost?"

"If you successfully become a Dreamer, then you need to help me with one thing," the white-clothed youth laughed, "If you fail the promotion and die, then the Talent Sequence belongs to me."

"Do you have the Dreamer’s secret medicine recipe and ritual?" He Ao asked softly.

"I don’t have it, I don’t need the promotion," the white-clothed youth glanced at the septagram pattern on the ground, smiling, "If you ask Truth, he might tell you."

He looked at He Ao, "How about it?"

"Do you think I should make an agreement with a Divine Being skilled in Concealment and Deceit?" He Ao asked softly.

"If you find it unreliable, we can also establish a ritual contract." The white-clothed youth laughed.

"It’s not a good choice to make a contract with a Divine Being," He Ao said calmly, "My soul could be completely exposed to you."

"In that case," the white-clothed youth shrugged, smiling, "summon Desire and Truth."

He Ao looked at the white-clothed youth in front of him and nodded slightly, "Okay."

Almost at the moment his voice fell, the heart-shaped pattern beneath his feet lit up with a purple glow, seemingly attracting a gaze from an infinitely distant height.

He Ao raised his head and quickly shouted, "All things in the world are void, the eternal cosmos returns to—"

"You win," the white-clothed youth raised his head, gazing at He Ao, "What else do you want?"

"The safe method of obtaining the ’Dreamer’ remains, as well as the secret medicine recipe and ritual for the ’Dreamer’ Talent Sequence." He Ao interrupted the ritual and said calmly.

"I can give you the remains," the white-clothed youth looked at He Ao and smiled, "if you trust me, as for the secret medicine recipe and ritual, I wasn’t deceiving you,"

The white-clothed youth shook his head, "I don’t have those; I only need the Talent Sequence, not the promotion."

The purple glow beneath their feet flashed again.

"I can give you a hint," the white-clothed youth looked at He Ao and said slowly, "after the Dreamer’s death, the secrets of resisting desire were hidden in the Winding Hill. This is why Desire is so determined to destroy it. But Desire never found what the Dreamer hid; perhaps you are the fortunate one."

He Ao looked at him calmly.

"This is the last chip I’m offering," the white-clothed youth smiled as he looked at He Ao.

"Alright," He Ao nodded slightly and smiled, "Deal."

He looked at the white-clothed youth and smiled, "Have you eaten? Perhaps we should have a meal before you go? It’s not easy to come all this way."

The white-clothed youth raised his head and, with some interest, glanced at He Ao, then shook his head, "No need."

He raised his hand, and tiny gray glimmers gathered in his hand, eventually forming intricate runes, "I’ve hidden the Dreamer’s remains in a small space. This is how to open that space. As for how to protect yourself and retrieve the remains, that’s up to you,"

A new set of dense runes appeared on the other side, "This is the method to ’take’ the Dreamer’s Talent Sequence from Desire using the Dreamer’s remains,"

He Ao lifted his gaze, looking at the intricate runes assembled together.

The moment he gazed at those runes, countless knowledge surged into his mind, rapidly unfolding into a systematic structure in his thoughts.

The runes in the white-clothed youth’s hand were not constructing an array but a set of highly compressed transcendent texts. Simply gazing at these characters allowed instantaneous understanding of the information they represented."

"Is this the transcendent text you created?" He Ao organized the knowledge while absorbing the intricate information, gazing at the runes with some thought, "Why don’t you use Denis text?"

"I wouldn’t dare to use that stuff," hearing this, the white-clothed youth glanced at He Ao and laughed, "Your mastery of mysticism knowledge is far greater than I imagined and doesn’t match this world at all."

He deliberately avoided continuing on the topic of Denis text.

It seems that Denis text possesses some additional ’secrets’ of its own.

"When we first met," He Ao also smiled at him, "you said those words."

"You’ve given me enough surprises," the white-clothed youth shook his head, smiling, "I’m waiting for the day you obtain the Dreamer’s Talent Sequence."

Then he lifted his head, glancing at the starry sky overhead.

The giant, grayish-white planet’s illusion still hung high in the firmament. That planet seemed still suspended in the sky, close to this world.

Faint scattered starlight began to appear on the gray-white planet.

"You are clever, disrupting time is a good method," the white-clothed youth lowered his head, "But it’s not enough to halt the march of the machine. This trick will only work once on a Divine Being. All its preliminary work is complete. It will soon return with a ritual not influenced by time,"

He looked at He Ao, continuing to smile, "Then, the array I gave you will still be effective. I await the day you make your choice."

As his words fell, his whole body suddenly stiffened, then immediately shattered, scattering into a sky full of gray light.

He Ao slightly raised his hand, the vast world power surged instantly, gathering these gray lights together.

A faint laugh came from within the gray light.

Following this, the luminescence quickly diminished, as if concluding a sacrifice that crossed the vastness of time, ultimately returning to nothingness.

He Ao quietly watched the direction in which the gray light disappeared, observing the surrounding stretch of ruins.

Then he lifted his head, looking towards the gigantic illusory stars mirrored in the sky.

The Holy Master surely has his plans, that’s an obvious thing.

But even so, He finds capable partners when seeking collaboration.

If not for He Ao showcasing his abilities in this confrontation with the God of Machinery, this negotiation would never have begun.

He Ao’s gaze shifted, glancing at the corner of his field of view.

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Desert

A massive storm suddenly arose on the ground, tearing the stele standing on the earth to pieces.