CHAPTER 552: CHAPTER 327: ALL IS A CONSPIRACY!

Hum——

Hum——

The sky was already dark, and the heavy snoring akin to a bull’s kept echoing.

The entire room was filled with various types of rice paper, especially on the table where a large pile was stacked. Each paper was inscribed with all sorts of symbols, all in a script that contemporary people couldn’t understand.

Not only were there texts, but also numerous sketches drawn with a pen.

The things in the sketches looked strange and didn’t fit reality; there were not only landscape paintings but many indescribable wonders, enormous creatures, and even somewhat modern items.

These were not merely the depictions by Jiang Feng but also Liu Xianzi’s manuscripts, and undoubtedly, these were the results of the siblings’ hard work for three entire days and nights.

Yes, three days and nights.

The room was in total disarray, with all sorts of random things scattered everywhere. Two trays were placed outside the door, showing that their meals were provided by other girls, keeping the siblings inside the room without stepping outside even once.

Even the girls from the mountain were somewhat astonished by the situation; usually, they would see this pair of siblings discussing their cultivation insights inside the house.

Don’t underestimate this ’second expert of Swordmaster Peak’—his cultivation might not be remarkable, but his understanding of the cultivation path was flawless. Sometimes, they would discuss cultivation or Daoist skills deep into the night.

But never had there been a discussion lasting three entire days and nights, and undoubtedly, the topics these past days revolved around the instruction manual from Liu Tangxi’s personal investigation of the East Sea.

As well as.

Her experiences and observations after infiltrating Jijing Island.

One must admit, Liu Tangxi was incredibly bold, venturing alone into the East Sea and even managing to sneak unnoticed into the deepest part of the restricted area. She had learned far more than Master Gu had imagined, and if it weren’t for the unsettling feel she experienced when facing the abyss, she might have dared to venture further for a deeper investigation.

It was an indescribable feeling.

Not fear or dread, but a physiological unease while gazing into the abyss; the entire void seemed alive, like a terrible eye staring at her, emanating a dangerous aura.

So, she chose to leave.

Though later, when she continued investigating clues on Jijing Island, she was stopped by an unknown, unheard-of old man. She still managed a smooth escape; with her skills, there was no one who could stop her once she wanted to leave. However...

She sensed that the ’Guardian’ hadn’t exerted full force, but rather casually dispersed her, more as if out of concern for her safety.

During these three days, what Jiang Feng did was attempt to recreate the scenes his senior sister saw, using language as plain and comprehensible as possible, and infused with some basic related knowledge.

Sometimes the siblings would argue due to differing speculation directions, eventually getting into such a state...

The dead pig continued to sleep, hair messy like a bird’s nest, carelessly sprawled on the bed.

Shoes were scattered haphazardly on the ground, with one shoe missing somewhere, and his face was haggard, resembling a university student battered from gaming in an internet cafe for days.

Liu Tangxi wasn’t much better off either; after staying awake for three consecutive days and pulling another all-nighter at dawn, even this iron-spined Liu Xianzi, who could punch a Divinity Transformation-level Purple Gold Demon Bull to death, finally couldn’t hold on.

Really, it was akin to an eagle-exhausting level challenge.

She had undergone more grueling circumstances before; during pursuits or being besieged, she had gone seven to eight days without closing her eyes, and bouts of fighting continued for over a month on-and-off.

But that was merely physical exhaustion.

Bodily fatigue could be remedied with medicine or various elixirs. With long-term training and her terrifying cultivation level, she almost never experienced fatigue, but mental exhaustion was something with no clear solution to alleviate.

Oh, there is one.

It’s sleep, a sleep that lasts until one wakes up naturally—this is the only way to ease mental fatigue.

For Liu Xianzi, the content discussed over these three days almost equaled her achievements of prior fifty years. An influx of never-before-seen information flooded her mind, making her thoughts extremely chaotic. She needed ample rest to digest this content.

As for Jiang Feng...

"Master?"

A mature woman walked in from outside, symbolically knocking on the door. She didn’t expect a response from Jiang Feng, directly pushed the door open, and entered with a basin and change of clothes. Shaking her head at the messy appearance of the room.

It wasn’t that she found it troublesome. Though she didn’t dare claim to be any kind of expert, with her high-grade Core Formation realm, doing house chores was certainly straightforward. She picked a spot to place the basin, raised her hand to form a Xun hand seal, and immediately, the rice papers rose with the wind.

Moments later, the rice papers spiraled and overlapped in the air, neatly stacking on the table, pressed down with a cold paperweight, laced with some helplessness in her tone.

"It’s a bit too absurd."

"Though young individuals have robust bodies, can sleep upon lying down, a three-day and night intense debate indeed takes a toll on one’s mind. Peak Master is fine due to his realm, but..."