Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 410 Remnants
Qin Feng seemed somewhat angry and continued, "I stayed in there for a long time, and finally drowned from the roaring sea. Once, I surfaced and saw you; I thought..."

At this point, Qin Feng swallowed his words, clearly avoiding the topic of death.

Wei Xi paused, puzzled, and asked, "What you said makes sense, but when snakes talk... do you remember what they say?"

Qin Feng curled his lip, a rare dark cloud drifting across his face, and said disdainfully, "All this fuss, this one's dead, that one's dead, and then there are cries of Bingzhou falling... How long ago was that? I don't know how it got connected to this..."

Now that things have come to this, Qin Feng has also figured it out a bit—the so-called Bone Reef Sea is nothing but illusion magic, the same old thing in a different guise.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng flicked his tail, his spirits lifting again—to deal with these empty-headed Wei Xi masters.

Wei Xi, who was expected to achieve great things, had his own ideas. His chubby flowery tail swayed in a ring, which looked similar to Yu Jin shaking the fortune sticks.

Wei Xi's "snake gall" was gripped by an unavoidable question: Why did the two snakes see and hear different things?
Looking around, Wei Xi felt a strange sensation rising in his heart, as if everything he saw was unreal, and as if he himself was fake.

Wei Xi silently reminded himself to stay calm, control his emotions, and ponder his strange appearance.

Although Wei and Qin both thought it was a trick, the human-headed, snake-bodied form was indeed quite frightening.

"Oh," Wei Xi thought expressionlessly, "the two snake bodies are different in another way."

……

Wait a minute, Wei Xi paused, "A different snake body?"

"Logically, the symptoms of being bitten by a snake should be exactly the same. Why do I know nothing about what Qin Feng went through? Why are our snake bodies so different?"

With its flowery tail poking its face, Wei Xi, a snake, was engrossed in its own thoughts.

“Suppose we both hallucinate after being bitten by a snake, then I will also remember what she sees… even the snake’s body should be exactly the same.”

"The only two variables are... a different snake, and a different person..."

Wei Xi's memory began to resurface. The snakes she saw in the passage were all the same size and thickness, and even their open mouths were perfectly aligned.

The only difference is the color.

Times have changed. What used to disgust Wei Xi with its colorful and gaudy appearance has now become a breakthrough that brings her joy.

Furthermore, Wei Xi and Qin Feng have very different personalities and their ways of dealing with people are not very similar, so it's not impossible that they might become two different snakes...

Climbing through a web of ideas, Wei Xi seized a fleeting inspiration—different personalities?
This reminded Wei Xi's brain, which had been soaked in seawater, of the battle against the Paddle Demon (Wei Xi wasn't sure if that thing was really called the Paddle Demon).

At that time, the fishermen were terrified and performed a "miracle" where their words came true; the tug-of-war between Wei Xi and the oar ghost fluctuated with her emotions...

Wei Xi once thought it was because some being in the sea—most likely a "sea warrior" hiding in the shadows—stirred up the emotions in some people's hearts and put those fantasies into practice.

Can the same logic explain everything before us?
"Yes and no," Wei Xi thought.

If the different colors of those snakes represent different emotions, then it can explain Qin Feng's reaction after being bitten—fear and dread.

However, this does not explain why Wei Xi himself did not have a similar experience.

But both of them turned into snakes, albeit slightly different ones.

Wei Xi's quick thinking led him to another explanation: the second variable was faulty.

Starting with the two being bitten, Qin Feng was bitten by a black snake representing fear and heard snake language; he was bitten by several snakes before falling to the ground but did not hear snake language.

Wei Xi wagged its tail, and the ring on it shimmered slightly. The problem most likely lies with this ring.

“Take this ring,” Wei Xi said, stretching out his tail, “and see if there are any changes.”

Qin Feng did as instructed, using the tip of his tail to catch the ring. He then looked around and said after a moment, "Nothing has changed. It's still a passage made of coral."

Wei Xi was somewhat discouraged: Could it be that it has nothing to do with this ring? Wouldn't all the serious injuries suffered by those two have been for nothing?
Thinking of this, the snake's belly throbbed slightly.

Wei Xi was a little annoyed. He shook his head and caught a glimpse of the characters engraved with celestial script.

Wait a minute? Why have the characters on the wall turned into Dongyi script?

Wei Xi was greatly alarmed and rubbed his eyes with the tip of his tail, fearing that he was hallucinating.

The walls, pieced together from bone-colored coral, were indeed covered with Dongyi script.

"Qin Feng, have the inscriptions on the wall changed?"

Qin Feng, who was called out, said with a bitter face, "Are you serious?"

Wei Xi, who sometimes forgets that he is mute, suddenly fell silent—he almost forgot about Qin Feng's little quirk.

To cover up his embarrassment, Wei Xi used his abdominal muscles to leap to the base of the wall in one breath.

The bone-colored coral was cool and refreshing, which complemented Wei Xi's scales perfectly.

The characters in the east, west, south, north and south all originated from the same source. Although they were not exactly the same, Wei Xi was finally able to understand the characters recorded on them, even with a combination of guesswork and deduction.

Finally reaching the top, Qin Feng asked curiously, "What did they say up there? Is there any way to escape?"

Wei Xi said with a strange expression, "No, what is the history of this area? I've never heard of this tribe before."

"A tribe?" Qin Feng asked in surprise, "Was there ever a tribe here? It's so remote, in the sea, it's understandable that I haven't heard of it."

Wei Xi climbed up, slapping the wall hard with his tail, and whispered, "This is the tribe that the Devouring Sun Beast swallowed."

Qin Feng, the entire snake, was stunned. Its mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg, and it exclaimed incredulously, "The one in the trial grounds? The one in the murals of the trial grounds? The one that puts books into the metal cabinet?"

"Yes, yes, or still."

Qin Feng, in his anxiety, slapped his head with his tail, "The words on the book!"

“It’s not the same,” Wei Xi interrupted, “but I’ve studied those drawings, and they’re very similar to the descriptions on this wall.”

Wei Xi looked around, a sense of indescribable desolation rising in his heart.

Wei Xi had studied those blueprints, and the ingenious design impressed her greatly, demonstrating the strength of the ancient city that possessed such technology.

But such a glorious and powerful civilization has ultimately been reduced to mere fragments, submerged in the deep sea and never seen the light of day.

“These inscriptions must have been carved by later generations,” Wei Xi said, perking up. “I suspect that the Dead Water City mentioned by the mermaids is the ancient city that was devoured by the Swallowing Beast.”

Qin Feng frowned slightly and agreed, "That makes sense! This also explains why so many forces are eyeing the Bone Reef Sea—it's all for those blueprints!"

I've realized I don't like doing serious things. For example, when I was preparing for graduate school entrance exams, I was still able to keep updating my blog. Now that I have nothing else to do, updating my blog is my only serious thing to do, so I can find all sorts of reasons not to update it.

Perhaps I should find something else to do so that I can keep updating.