Chapter 196 – Wind and rain rise from the black stone (1/2)

Chapter 196 Wind and rain rise from the black stone

So it could not be changed.

And if there was no such thing as fate, then naturally there was no such thing as going against heaven’s will to change one’s fate.

Chen Chang Sheng read the final passage on Wang Zhi Ce’s notes and stayed silent for a long time. It was hard to determine his mood; he looked somewhat happy but was actually frustrated at the same time. Wang Zhi Ce’s words struck like a lightning and thundered in his sea of knowledge, but unfortunately, it was not a spring thunder so there was no way to expect spring rain and moisten the earth, on the contrary, it was more like a ringing bell in mind and helped him sober up from the false dream that was fabricated from a false hope.

This passage indeed had a very powerful impact on him, but did not have much significance either – no, not only on this note – he was also relying on the formidable willpower he had fostered from his confrontations with life and death experiences over a period of past few years. He did not stay quiet for long and calmed down. He began to think calmly and came to a conclusion that this was not the end of his adventure in Pavilion of Ascending Mist.

When this pavilion was constructed, his master Taoist Ji was already an important figure in the capital. Whenever a hero was seriously ill or on the verge of dying, his master was the one appointed as a doctor for them. Then, his master was bound to know some of the secrets and would certainly not make him enter this pavilion, after going through so many untold hardships, just to read these notes.

He rolled the notes and forced them into the hilt of his short sword and looked at the lid placed upon the box in the green stone wall. He was looking at those inexplicable, complicated and dense copper wires and buttons. He could not help but feel that the scene indeed reminded him of a vast starry sky. But he did not stay immersed in that and put out a hand to pick the lid up and forced his short sword’s hilt inside.

The length of Wang Zhi Ce’s notebook was certainly not small but Chen Chang Sheng realized that he could easily fit the hilt inside and the box had hardly been filled by the small hilt. What was going on? It seemed like a big tree was swallowed in less than one foot of surrounding area. As if a mountain was sucked into a small black hole and sent into another world. Under the gentle illumination of legendary luminous pearl, this scene appeared somewhat strange.

After having done these two things, he reached into the green stone wall, put his hand into the box and began to carefully explore the insides, sure enough, after a moment, he found a black stone.

This black stone was smaller than half the size of his finger. It had a perfect round shape and based on the touching sensation on his fingertips, he could feel its toughness and smoothness.

Chen Chang Sheng sat down in a corner and lifted the black stone in order to position the luminous pearl right behind it. He began the careful observation of this black stone. He was satisfied because Wang Zhi Ce’s memoir wasn’t the only thing hidden in the Pavilion of Ascending Mist.

The black stone had a glossy surface without a trace of cracks or scratches anywhere. It had a misty black color on the inside and very much looked like a stone dipped in jet-black ink. But it looked more like the night sky without stars. He continued to stare at it for a long time and felt as if there a sea of ink inside it and was fluctuating, giving birth to different types of variations and transitions from bright to dark reflections.

Chen Chang Sheng’s vision fell on the black stone and felt like seeing a drop of the black sea.

The black sea or perhaps the starry sky….

His consciousness suddenly arrived in the night sky.

And in the night sky that previously appeared jet-black, innumerable stars lit up all of a sudden.

He felt the same way when he had ventured into the infinite space in search of his fate star. He was in an altruistic state right now and his consciousness was drifting in the universe, roaming freely among the sea of stars. He did not know for how long he continued to drift like this before finally reaching a very remote part of the universe and saw a small red star.

Chen Chang Sheng calmly looked at that star and felt very tranquil because it was his own fate star.

His fate star looked healthy, filled with vitality and kept on disseminating its bright and pure light throughout the universe. From its appearance, it was easy to predict that it was not going to extinguish anytime soon.

He suddenly realized something.

Even if he died five years later, but this star would still remain lit.

This fact comforted him a bit but also gave birth to a sense of loss and sorrow in his heart.

There were innumerable stars all around in space.

He looked at those stars and found them hanging in the space while indifferently looking back at him, or perhaps looking at his small red star.

He suddenly felt uneasy and was attacked by flocks of intense fears. He had a similar feeling when he was looking at the portraits in the Pavilion of Ascending Mist when had felt like those heroes were looking at him.

They seemed alive even after dying countless years ago.

These stars were silent but seemed to be telling something to him.

His spirit which was presently in the form of his consciousness did not know that at this time, his body was still in the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, sitting against the green stone wall and was very stiff like a statue.

The black stone that was firmly clutched in his palm suddenly began to shine brilliantly and became very bright, giving birth to an infinite amount of light and heat which were not only able to penetrate the doors and windows of the pavilion, the heat actually began to invade his body.