Chapter 1632 Rain Pattern Stone <TOC> Chapter 1634 Out of Control
Translator: SumTLMan
Upon seeing the lifeless body lying in the dust, a glimmer of pity first flashed across Angel’s eyes, which was soon followed by a long, relieved exhale.
Cardrona may not have committed heinous acts, but she had unwisely placed her trust in the Bud.
With an air of finality, Angel banished Cardrona’s corpse into the void, erasing all traces of her existence. Taking one last look at the quaint chapel, Angel shook his head and turned away.
No sooner had Angel left the church district than a streak of light pierced through the misty sky.
Like a meteor plummeting down, the light dragged its long tail behind it as it descended from the heavens, coming to a halt before Angel.
As the radiant halo gradually dissipated, what was revealed behind it was a massive teapot embellished with rose motifs. Oddly enough, water churned at the base of the teapot but did not spill. Instead, it buoyed the teapot aloft in mid-air, as if stabilized by an unseen force.
Peering out from the teapot’s spout was a water otter, making bubbly noises from its mouth.
Perched atop the teapot lid were three individuals. Gloria sat on an ornate chair; Shirley, garbed as a magician, stood behind her; and Alan lay sprawled on the ground, hugging the edge of the lid and shivering uncontrollably.
As soon as the teapot touched down, Alan leapt off it at once.
The terror of Shirley’s teapot vessel had little to do with Alan’s fear of heights. Rather, his assigned seat was directly above the teapot’s vent, through which humid air continuously wafted. The rate at which the moisture accumulated on his clothes far exceeded the speed of its evaporation. Given that they were flying at high altitudes, where the temperatures were frigid, he was on the verge of freezing to death.
Once off the teapot, Alan immediately deployed a fire spell to dry himself off completely. Following that, he applied a cleansing spell. Only then did his trembling body feel somewhat more comfortable.
Nonetheless, even after taking such measures, Alan’s lips were still tinged with a disquieting shade of blue.
“Alan, you really are as fragile as a flower, aren’t you? As a gourmet apprentice, many ingredients are located high up in the sky. If you can’t tolerate the temperatures up there, what will you do?” Shirley appeared concerned, yet her eyes twinkled with mischief. “I think you should consider integrating a bloodline to at least withstand the high-altitude temperatures.”
As Shirley descended from the teapot along with Gloria, the enormous teapot gradually shrank back to its normal size and once again hovered around Shirley.
Walking up to Alan, Shirley feigned thoughtfulness, “After all, you’re still keeping my knife in your pocket. Given that we’re linked by this blade, let me offer some advice. Based on your physique, I recommend you merge with the Sky Island Merfolk bloodline; this way, you won’t have to worry about high-altitude temperatures and your stamina would improve.”
Alan turned his head and glared fiercely at Shirley: “You’re the one who put me near the vent, remember?”
“Also, the Beast-Slaying Knife isn’t your knife; it’s mine! Don’t think I don’t know — the Sky Island Merfolk bloodline can only be used by females. You recommending that to me is almost as absurd as recommending the Succubus bloodline.”
Shirley’s eyes lit up: “Oh, so you’re interested in the Succubus bloodline? That’s also a good choice. I have a secret recipe for integrating that bloodline; I could discreetly share it with you~”
“I’m not interested in the Succubus bloodline!” Alan pointed angrily at Shirley, wanting to unleash a string of expletives, but held back given Gloria and Angel were nearby.
Alan turned away, ignoring Shirley, and swiftly approached Angel.
“Lord Pat, have you heard any news about my sister?” Alan asked, a note of urgency in his voice.
Angel didn’t respond to Alan right away but instead turned to Gloria: “How did you and Shirley get here?”
Shirley quickly stepped back, signaling that she had nothing to do with it.
Gloria chuckled and said, “I’m just a bit curious. Your expression suddenly changed earlier and you came here alone. Is there a formidable foe around? If so, I can support you.”
As Gloria spoke, she looked around curiously. There was no trace of genuine “support” in her eyes; her face was filled with curiosity. It was clear she was more interested in gossiping than actually offering assistance.
Angel let out a sigh, “You misunderstand; there’s no formidable foe, it’s just…”
A glint flashed in Gloria’s eyes, “Just what?”
She was unconvinced that there was nothing amiss. She hadn’t forgotten Angel’s surprised expression when he heard the term “the Bud’s follower.” Moreover, that expression was not just one of surprise but also hinted at a complicated web of difficult issues and incredulous shock. Whatever could cause Angel such complex emotions couldn’t be simple.
“Just,” Angel paused deliberately, as if contemplating whether to speak, “there are things that concern me.”
Gloria looked deeply into Angel’s eyes but refrained from pressing further.
At that moment, Alan, who had been waiting for Angel to respond, couldn’t help but circle around to Angel’s front. He didn’t dare to speak but continued to fix Angel with a pleading gaze.
Angel hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, “Regarding Alana, I do have some information.”
Light flashed in Alan’s eyes.
“Where is my sister now?”
Angel fell silent.
Seemingly grasping something, the light in Alan’s eyes gradually dimmed. With a voice almost reduced to a murmur, he asked, “Is she, is she still alive?”
Angel remained silent, but not for as long as before. However, his response left Alan even more perplexed.
Angel: “I can’t answer that, nor am I permitted to.”
“Why not?” This was not only a question from Alan but also a puzzle for Gloria and Shirley.
“Do you know about the Boundless Path?” Angel counter-asked.
Alan nodded; the term came from planar fusion. Planar fusion occurs in three stages: the Bottle of Garden, Boundless Path, and Moment of Plunder.
The Boundless Path is the second stage of planar fusion.
“The Boundless Path is the most perilous stage of planar fusion, where we can’t directly gain any advantages. But, ironically, it’s actually the phase where the most is at stake. In the boundless, terrifying black expanse, the World Will expends its fundamental force to create a passage connecting the two worlds,” Angel explained.
Since this passage is opened by the expenditure of the World Will’s fundamental force, it contains numerous mysteries and offers glimpses into the unknown. For example, one can perceive more distant planes, understand the true coordinates of a plane, and even rely on a wisp of energy to locate its originating world within this dual-passage. Precisely because of its intricate connections, leading to a multitude of planar diversions, it’s referred to as the——Boundless Path.
Although the Boundless Path is rife with opportunities, only legendary wizards have the privilege to enter. Those who are not of legendary realm essentially have no chance of survival.
Confusion clouded Alan’s eyes.
He couldn’t understand why Angel would suddenly bring up the Boundless Path. What did this have to do with his sister?
After briefly explaining the nature of the Boundless Path, Angel then said, “You can understand it as your sister entering the second stage of planar fusion.”
Alan: “What do you mean?”
Angel didn’t explain, but Shirley chimed in: “What the esteemed Lord means is that your sister has gone to a place of extreme peril, where even non-legendary wizards would find it nearly impossible to survive.”
“So you’re saying it’s highly unlikely that my sister is alive.”
“But there is a glimmer of hope even in that dire environment. You could liken it to the Boundless Path, so there’s a faint possibility that your sister is alive.”
“Lord Pat can’t directly tell you the answer because, if left unsaid, the outcome for your sister remains binary——life or death. However, once the truth is revealed, the likelihood of her survival in your mind would virtually collapse, gravitating towards zero.”
After Shirley finished, she looked at Angel: “Did I get that right?”
Angel: “Not entirely.”
Not entirely accurate, but not wrong either.
Feeling momentarily disoriented, Alan struggled to keep his composure: “So you’re saying the chances of my sister being alive are almost nil?”
“I don’t know.” Angel initially wanted to nod, after all, if nothing had gone wrong, Alana would certainly have gone to that place. However, he refrained and offered a more ambiguous response, “I don’t know.”
“Could you then tell me specifically where my sister has gone?”
This time Angel responded swiftly and with utter gravity: “It’s Unspeakable. Don’t ask, don’t ponder, don’t speculate, and certainly don’t investigate.”
Angel spoke with such gravity that it startled Gloria. Initially, she had thought there might be some juicy gossip at play, but judging by Angel’s demeanor, this was no trivial matter; it seemed more like a bolt from the blue.
“What should I do then?” Alan murmured.
Angel stepped forward and gently patted his shoulder, offering sage advice. “All you need to know right now is that your sister may still be alive. Your task is to cultivate yourself and be patient.”
Noticing the solemnity in Angel’s tone, Alan realized that even Angel was hesitant to elaborate further. What exactly did this situation involve that made it so sensitive?
“So, how long do I need to cultivate before I can go find my sister?”
Angel responded, “When you have matured enough to step onto the Boundless Path, you will be qualified.”
Chapter 1632 Rain Pattern Stone <TOC> Chapter 1634 Out of Control