CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 301: WICKED NATURE

The Book of All-Knowing is known as the most powerful Golden Marvel.

It holds all the information of the cosmos, a capability not even possessed by the divine.

Many powerhouses consider the Book of All-Knowing a divine artifact, and a top-tier one at that.

However, attributing divine status to it doesn’t quite fit the characteristics of the Book of All-Knowing. This notion has always been widely debated.

Regardless, the Book of All-Knowing is exceptionally powerful. Its power even goes beyond human comprehension.

In the previous era, only at the very end did the human powerhouses get hold of the Book of All-Knowing. Only then did they unravel a few crucial issues.

Unfortunately, humanity had already missed the best opportunity. Even with the Book of All-Knowing, they were powerless to retaliate.

The principle of the Book of All-Knowing is fair trade. To get answers, one must pay an equivalent price.

After acquiring the Book of All-Knowing, the human powerhouses once asked how to save humanity. However, the price tagged by the Book of All-Knowing was unaffordable for them.

Gao Xuan inquired about the promotion path; the Book of All-Knowing demanded he sacrifice a Golden Life.

This price is quite exorbitant. It also proves that Gao Xuan’s promotional path is very important and precious.

However, sacrificing a Golden Life isn’t that easy.

Every Golden Powerhouse is not easily dealt with. Under normal circumstances, Gao Xuan has no way to kill a Golden Powerhouse.

Unless it’s in a special environment. For instance, on Taurus, due to the Source Power level restrictions, he could kill Shao Daoyuan.

Without Source Power restrictions, the chances of Gao Xuan defeating Shao Daoyuan are almost nil.

The environment on the Planet of Death is similar to Sea Dragon Star, with Source Power levels restricted below five hundred thousand degrees.

If he encounters a Golden Sword Saint here, Gao Xuan might have a chance to kill the opponent.

Gao Xuan immediately thought of the Celestial Snake King. Since he killed his son, maybe the Celestial Snake King would go to the Planet of Death to avenge him.

However, Gao Xuan swiftly dismissed this idea.

The Celestial Snake King is different from Shao Daoyuan. Shao Daoyuan is a Golden scoundrel, who barely made it to the Gold level by relying on the power of the marvels. He’s the lowest-tier Golden Sword Saint.

The Celestial Snake King is one of the Ten Kings of the Black Banner Alliance.

To gain a foothold in a place like the Black Banner Alliance, he must have gone through countless brutal battles. Externally, the Black Banner Alliance also has to negotiate with the Alliance.

As one of the Ten Kings, the Celestial Snake King is at least in the Golden Middle Tier. Only so, can he secure his throne.

The gap between different tiers of Golden Powerhouses is also particularly vast.

The Celestial Snake King commands a huge force, and who knows how many experts accompany him. Even on the Planet of Death, the chance of killing the Celestial Snake King is bleak.

Gao Xuan may seem reckless in his actions, but he never undertakes anything without a chance of success.

Assassinating the Celestial Snake King carries too much risk for little reward.

There’s no need to kill the Celestial Snake King just to sacrifice to the Book of All-Knowing. There’s not even a need to kill a Golden Powerhouse.

In this Star River, there are many kinds of life forms. There are also quite a few at the Golden Level.

For instance, in Negative Space, there are more Golden level life forms. He knows several entrances to Negative Space and, with some time spent inside, he can surely find a suitable offering.

As Gao Xuan sat in his room pondering the sacrificial issue, he heard the door to the adjacent room being violently slammed open, and a noisy crowd stormed in.

Nothing was found in the room, and the people inside were all cursing. Among them was a soft voice of a woman.

This woman was likely the hotel owner, Purple Lily. When she spoke, the group barely managed to control their tempers.

After a round of fruitless searching, the chaotic crowd left again.

Purple Lily looked at the mess in the room and sighed softly, "Earning this commission is really hard."

San Baihe stood by her side, not daring to utter a word. She was terrified tonight. Had it not been for Purple Lily’s protection, she would have been captured for severe torture.

Purple Lily asked San Baihe, "What on earth happened?"

"It was nothing originally. It was just Xu Fang trying to forcibly take that marvel, which led to a conflict. Afterward, I can’t remember a thing..."

Recalling the night’s conflict, San Baihe’s legs went slightly weak.

Everyone at the scene had died, the manager of Qiqu Pavilion, the Red-haired Ghost King Peng, Xu Fang. Especially Xu Fang, who was the son of the Celestial Snake King. This issue has escalated.

Even worse, Huang Mao also robbed the Qiqu Pavilion’s treasure vault. Qiqu Pavilion publicly declared a loss of a trillion and set a hefty reward, offering one hundred billion for capturing Huang Mao!

This price drove everyone in Hundred Ghosts City crazy. Everyone wanted to find that Huang Mao.

As a witness, San Baihe naturally became an important piece of evidence. She was acutely aware of this, which made her even more afraid.

Purple Lily reassured her, "Don’t be afraid, I’m the boss, I will surely protect you. Moreover, this involves the Celestial Snake King, who dares to mess around."

Purple Lily wasn’t afraid of the fools in Hundred Ghosts City, but she feared the Celestial Snake King. She protected San Baihe also to have an answer for the Celestial Snake King when he inquires.

As for where Huang Mao went, she wasn’t concerned. Six Silver Sword Heroes had died at the scene. The Qiqu Pavilion’s treasure vault was easily breached. It showed Huang Mao’s prowess.

It wouldn’t even be strange if the opposite party were a Golden Powerhouse. Even if such an expert appeared before her, she wouldn’t dare to tangle with them.

Only those unaware fools would be blinded by money, frantically trying to find Huang Mao. If they couldn’t find him, so be it; if they did, it would be their doom.

Purple Lily instructed San Baihe, "For the time being, don’t leave the hotel. And don’t get involved in Huang Mao’s matters."

San Baihe solemnly replied.

The two women chatted for a bit more before leaving the room together.

All of this was clearly reflected in Gao Xuan’s mental space. Purple Lily was merely a Silver Sword Hero, posing no threat. This woman was also fairly wise, knowing her limits.

Gao Xuan waited for the two women to leave before retracting his spiritual sensing.

Over the next two days, people occasionally came to the room opposite to check, but no matter how thorough their investigation, they found no clues and could only leave disappointed.

During this period, someone also cleaned the room where Gao Xuan was staying. Gao Xuan sat in the corner, yet the person never noticed him from beginning to end.

After two days of experimentation, Gao Xuan also discovered the strong side effects of the mysterious windbreaker. His emotional fluctuations were significantly reduced.

As for the consumption of spiritual power, it wasn’t a big deal. With his 34 points of spiritual power, he could easily withstand the depletion.

Gao Xuan thought of a way. He tried infusing the spiritual spirit from the Celestial Demon Relic into the windbreaker. The effect was noticeable.

The windbreaker essentially interacts with one’s spirit and emotions. As long as enough spiritual spirit is provided, it won’t absorb Gao Xuan’s emotional power additionally.

Because he killed Wang Peng and Xu Fang, it caused a huge commotion. Qiqu Pavilion even offered a substantial reward. In the past few days, he absorbed hundreds of billions of spiritual power.

Of course, this also included long-term supporters, such as fans of Blood Shadow, fans of streamer Dongfang Qiubai, and even his own fans, etc...

The vast spiritual spirit, although negligible to the Celestial Demon Relic, was more than enough to satisfy the mysterious windbreaker.

However, the mysterious windbreaker’s appetite seemed to be gradually increasing, which surprised Gao Xuan a bit.

Gao Xuan continued to pour in spiritual spirit, and after consuming a third of the Celestial Demon Relic’s stock, the mysterious windbreaker unexpectedly transformed.

The appearance of the black windbreaker hadn’t changed, yet it seemed to come alive, with an obviously different energy level.

Gao Xuan hung the black windbreaker on the coat rack, and after retreating ten steps, he could no longer sense it.

It wasn’t until he opened the Celestial Dragon Eye that he could see the black windbreaker.

The black windbreaker had a powerful shielding effect against spiritual sensing. Ordinary people, even if they could see the black windbreaker, couldn’t retain any impression of it in their memory.

Still, the ability to block his spiritual sensing showed the windbreaker was truly impressive.

Gao Xuan walked a few circles in the room, feeling that this windbreaker could accomplish something significant. Yet he couldn’t recall what it was.

Sitting on a chair, Gao Xuan took out the Book of All-Knowing and suddenly thought of asking about the Mechanical Iron Cicada.

He wrote a question on the cover of the Book of All-Knowing: How to correctly activate and use the Mechanical Iron Cicada?

The second page of the Book of All-Knowing displayed a requirement: Sacrifice an item of Golden Level.

Gao Xuan sighed. He didn’t have many items of Golden Level, and each one was exceptionally important.

In hindsight, he should have kept two Golden Marvels on hand, such as the Nibelungen Ring.

Oh right, he still had the script.

Gao Xuan fiddled with the script. It seemed useless at first glance, yet if used correctly, it could be very powerful.

To sacrifice it like this might be a bit wasteful.

Holding the script, Gao Xuan couldn’t shake the feeling of having forgotten something, yet couldn’t remember what.

He wasn’t that concerned at first, but the Six-winged Celestial Cicada in his sea of consciousness suddenly chirped, startling him.

His mental power was extremely formidable, with 34 points no less; how could he forget anything?

All experiences, everything he’s perceived, must be stored in memory, never to be forgotten.

Now, having forgotten something, was inherently bizarre!

Gao Xuan concentrated on organizing his memories to find that missing piece.

These past days, he’d just been staying in the room, so how could he have forgotten anything?

Re-checking, Gao Xuan discovered an odd discrepancy—the spiritual spirit accumulated in the Celestial Demon Relic had consumed a third. Where had this spiritual spirit gone?

He still couldn’t recall!

Without a doubt, this was the key issue.

Gao Xuan once again meticulously reviewed his memory, going over everything since he entered the Planet of Death, yet found nothing amiss.

There had to be a problem, definitely a side effect of a marvel!

Gao Xuan could confirm the root of the problem, and during yet another check, he recognized the stylish sunglasses and mysterious windbreaker.

The sunglasses were still there, but where had the windbreaker gone?

Gao Xuan was suddenly shocked—it was the windbreaker that absorbed the spiritual spirit from the Celestial Demon Relic, then where did he put the windbreaker?

Everyone has experienced this: a small item suddenly disappears and can’t be found.

Maybe it’s keys, a nail clipper, or some other thing.

Gao Xuan felt just like that; he remembered the mysterious windbreaker but couldn’t recall where he put it.

He believed it must be in this room!

He had a small gap in his memory, but everything else remained unaffected. Where would the windbreaker be? Surely hung on the coat rack!

Gao Xuan dashed to the coat rack and immediately saw the mysterious windbreaker. All lost memories came flooding back.

"You’re quite wicked..."

Gao Xuan sighed, realizing that the mysterious windbreaker could influence memory and perception—truly terrifying.

"Perhaps, I should sacrifice this wicked thing!"

Gao Xuan thought of this and once again felt a bit puzzled—sacrifice what?