Chapter 430 – Morning Rain (1/2)

Chapter 430 - Morning Rain

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Thinking of that plain within the Garden of Zhou, the Sunset Valley, those Daoist scriptures and old things he had lost in that lake, Chen Changsheng was excessively astonished and very pleasantly surprised.

Back then when he left the Garden of Zhou, he simply had no idea what had occurred. From another point of view, he simply had no idea how he had managed to leave the Garden of Zhou and suddenly appear tens of thousands of li away in the snowy plains of the demon realm. Because he didn't know of the metal plate in Black Robe's hands, he was completely lost with regards to everything that had happened shortly after he left the Garden of Zhou. It was only afterwards on the journey back that he heard Hua Jiefu's report.

If the Garden of Zhou was not destroyed, wasn't it possible that those Heavenly Tome Monoliths that Zhou Dufu had stolen away could possibly see the light of day once more?

Yes, the most important and most valuable object in the Garden of Zhou was not that mausoleum, nor was it those magical artifacts lost by those people of the past, and even less was it those roast chickens and lambs, those silver ingots and those books. Of course, it was those Heavenly Tome Monoliths.

No, Chen Changsheng stiffened as he thought of a possibility. He had suddenly realized that the most precious object in the Garden of Zhou was not necessarily those Heavenly Tome Monoliths.

At least for him.

If that girl Chujian…had not been able to escape the Garden of Zhou, then could she still possibly be in the Garden of Zhou? If the Garden of Zhou had not been destroyed, didn't that mean that she might still be alive? That she was inside right now?

He knew that this possibility was extraordinarily minute, but since he had thought of it, he didn't possess the slightest hesitation. His spiritual sense directly charged at the black monolith's illusion!

A massive explosion boomed through his sea of consciousness.

That strand of his spiritual sense abruptly scattered into countless trails of gray smoke and then vanished without a trace.

He woke up in the Orthodox Academy's library, his sea of consciousness shuddering and suffering an incomparably acute pain, so unbearable that he felt like vomiting.

Only after a long time had passed did the pain gradually fade.

Without delay, Chen Changsheng split off another strand of his spiritual sense and sent it into the sheath. He requested that the ten thousand swords give way and instantly appeared on the other end of the ocean of sword intent.

And yet, there was nothing there.

The ten thousand swords had complied with his command and opened a path. The sword intent had retreated, so there was naturally no ocean of sword intent.

Without an ocean, how could there be a shore on the other side?

Without a shore, there could naturally be no black monolith waiting on the shore for his arrival.

Chen Changsheng thought about it, then released his control over those swords. As a result, the harsh sword intent once again filled the space and the ocean appeared once more.

With extreme difficulty, his spiritual sense crossed the ocean of sword intent and arrived at the other shore. He saw the black monolith and descended.

Exactly according to expectations, his strand of spiritual sense exploded into nothingness and he once more woke up.

Chen Changsheng fell into a long silence, and then he stood up and walked out of the library.

Tonight, he had consumed too much of his spiritual sense. He could no longer endure another attempt.

Re-discovering the Garden of Zhou, finding all those Heavenly Tome Monoliths…the fierce impulse brought about by that girl—to suppress all these things was very grueling.

Even if he were the world's most intelligent youth, able to best resist such enticements, he would still find enduring it incredibly painful.