Chapter 47: The Steel Moon Chapter
The black space and the silver crescent moon.
The patterns of these characters were incredibly familiar, the common language of the Spirit Master world, as if she could read them aloud at any moment, yet Gong Lianyue couldn’t recall them.
Whenever she tried to recognize the characters, a splitting headache almost knocked her unconscious.
Within this void, her prior understanding of these characters was completely blocked. Even if she recognized them, she couldn’t read them.
This frustrating and bewildering sensation tormented Gong Lianyue. She widened her teardrop eyes, her frustration growing.
Enduring the headache and the feeling of her mind tearing apart, she stared intently at the outlines of the characters, imprinting them deeply in her memory, attempting to memorize their structure stroke by stroke.
However—
The next second, time stopped.
Boom!
A deafening roar, and Gong Lianyue felt as if her head had been struck by a hammer. The silver crescent moon in her vision vanished.
Blood trickled from her orifices, staining her eyes, ears, and nose crimson.
She knelt on the floor of the ice chamber, coughing violently, her expression filled with an unprecedented shock.
She remembered!!!
She had broken through the Lost Scroll’s cognitive barrier, forcefully memorizing the symbols on the crescent moon.
Perhaps due to her Dual Soul Body, her mind and soul were more resilient than other Spirit Masters, allowing her to successfully capture the characters. Otherwise, she would have fainted midway.
With great difficulty, Gong Lianyue traced the symbols, writing them on her clothes with spirit energy. She recognized one character—
[Heaven]
Such a heavy price, just for a single character from the page.
Even so, she couldn’t contain her excitement. With enough time, she could completely master the contents of this page!
At the same time, Gong Lianyue understood the phenomenon Shui Qinghou had described, why so many Spirit Masters claimed to have seen the contents of the page.
They entered the black space, saw the silver crescent moon, and felt a sense of familiarity with the characters.
But upon returning to reality, they realized they hadn’t actually memorized anything, unable to bring it back from the dream.
Just like how actions in dreams often defied logic, unnoticed by the dreamer until they awoke.
Feeling a sense of familiarity with the unknown in a dream was perfectly normal.
After recovering slightly, Gong Lianyue pulled out a Life Fruit and swallowed it without hesitation.
The Life Fruit had been intended for the little fox, but she couldn’t worry about the contribution points now. Every character counted.
With her spirit energy and vitality replenished, Gong Lianyue once again channeled her spirit energy into the scroll, her consciousness pulled back into the void.
–Two hours later…
“Pwah!”
The moment she opened her eyes, Gong Lianyue spat out a mouthful of blood, accidentally splattering the scroll.
Before she could react, the bloodstains vanished, absorbed by the flowing water along the scroll’s edges.
That was close…
Lying on the floor with a flushed face, Gong Lianyue consumed another Life Fruit.
This time, she brought back one character: [Full].
Now, the two characters together formed [Heaven Full…].
The first line on the silver moon contained eight characters. She had memorized two, leaving six. She had six Life Fruits remaining.
She was determined to extract the entire first line within these three days.
Gong Lianyue repeatedly entered the dream and returned to reality.
Enter the scroll, memorize characters, wake up and vomit blood, eat a Life Fruit.
Repeating this process several times, her mind became increasingly exhausted, the time spent within the scroll lengthening.
As the three-day limit approached, she endured the agonizing pain and entered the scroll one last time.
After a long dream journey of seven or eight hours, the blue-haired girl slowly opened her eyes. Her face was pale and weak, but she couldn’t hide her excitement.
This time, she didn’t vomit blood, but felt a sense of relief and clarity.
After eight attempts, Gong Lianyue finally obtained the first line of text from the silver crescent moon.
Enduring the tearing pain in her mind, she carefully wrote down the symbols, forming eight shimmering silver characters:
[Steel Moon Chapter of the Heavenly Full Cold Moon]
Clearly, “Heavenly Full Cold Moon” was the complete name of the Lost Scroll, and “Steel Moon Chapter” was the title of this particular page.
The silver crescent moon she had seen in the scroll was the Steel Moon!
She had heard that the page held by the Cold Court was obtained from the same secret realm as the Ice Shield Palace’s. It must also be a page from the Heavenly Full Cold Moon…
Gong Lianyue carefully checked the characters written on her skirt, ensuring she wouldn’t lose or forget them.
Suddenly, she felt a strange sensation.
What? There was something in her soul core?
A clear silver crescent moon was now deeply imprinted within her soul core.
Whenever she channeled her spirit energy to examine it, the steel-like patterns of the silver moon caused a splitting headache, her mind reeling.
An unyielding, steel-like fighting spirit.
And it felt incredibly heavy, like an invisible shackle, suppressing her deep blue spirit energy.
“This… should be a good thing, right…?”
Gong Lianyue muttered uncertainly, carefully sensing the Steel Moon within her soul core.
Did this confirm that she had indeed established a connection with the Lost Scroll? It wasn’t just a delusion or a sign of her going mad.
The three-day limit was almost up, and she had only managed to read the title. She didn’t know when she would have another opportunity to examine the scroll…
This silver moon within her soul core was now her bargaining chip. With this as proof, the Sea Concubine Palace would surely grant her another chance!
“…”
“…”
As the three-day limit expired and the ice chamber doors opened, Shui Qinghou’s eyes widened.
The girl who emerged had disheveled hair and looked exhausted, dark circles clearly visible under her eyes.
But somehow, gazing into the girl’s indifferent, teardrop eyes, Shui Qinghou felt a profound, overwhelming pressure, completely unlike the aura of a Dawn and Dusk Stage Spirit Master.
“So, did you gain anything!?”
“Nothing at all, Teacher,” Gong Lianyue tilted her head and replied softly.
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