Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 523 The self-righteous pleasure traveler, how can he do it?

The newly resurrected Celestial Venerable could sense the special energy within Klein's body and knew clearly that it was called "Destiny".

As the ruler of the spirit world, He is able to easily read unimaginably vast amounts of information from the spirit world now that His consciousness is beginning to recover.

For example, destiny, the Star God, and even knowing that there are two kinds of energy within Klein: one is [Pleasure] and the other is [Harmony].

But at least for now, He's too lazy to bother with this little bug; He has more important things to do.

Klein's attempts to stop him were completely ignored by the Celestial Venerable, and the few means that could affect Him had all been temporarily destroyed by the Celestial Venerable during the "puppet show" just now.

He easily rushed to the very top of the ancient castle and reached the "Source Castle".

"What makes a self-righteous pleasure-seeker think he can do that?"

The gates of the Source Castle opened silently, and a gray-white mist billowed out, as if it were actively transforming into steps to welcome the Celestial Venerable's return.

In the blink of an eye, the Celestial Venerable had already landed on the steps formed by the gray-white mist. The dense black mist seemed to turn its head and look down at Klein.

Klein couldn't see His expression, but he inexplicably sensed a feeling of mockery.

Klein raised his hand, then quickly lowered it, watching as the "Floating Life Xuanhuang Celestial Venerable" entered the Source Castle and returned to His position.

“I thought you would at least struggle a bit.” Zarathustra looked at Klein, showing no intention of attacking, and even transformed back into his original old man form. “Once He becomes the Lord of Mysteries again, I might still have a chance to survive. After all, the Lord of Mysteries always needs Mysterious Attendants. But you are different.”

"How do you think I should struggle?" Klein also reattached his head to his neck, deactivating his mythical creature form.

Zarathustra smiled and changed the subject, asking, "You don't seem scared at all."

Klein silently clicked his tongue and asked, "Do you really think your Noble Phantasm comes out randomly?"

“I did consider that it was the Celestial One influencing us,” Zarathustra replied, “but then I thought it was impossible. If He could really do it, He would have done it long ago.”

"That's why I didn't choose to run away when we first started fighting," Zarathustra added.

He never thought he could defeat the heir of the Source Castle in the path of "diviner," but he didn't expect the battle to end so quickly, and he certainly didn't expect that this nominal Sequence Four could actually bring down the Source Castle.

“However, the Celestial Venerable doesn’t seem to care whether it’s a trap or not,” Klein nodded.

“After all, He is the embodiment of the Source Castle. Fighting within the Source Castle, He has no chance of defeat,” Zaratu replied.

Klein nodded seriously: "Yes, He is invincible in the Source Castle."

"It's just a pity that invincibility is a debuff," Klein said in a way that Zarathustra couldn't understand.

However, Zaratu didn't need to understand, because Zaratu had already run away.

The two of them chatted for almost a minute, but Yuanbao remained silent, which already indicated a significant problem.

So He wisely withdrew.

…………

Half a minute ago, inside the Source Castle.

The Celestial Venerable passed through the gate and arrived at the hall that resembled the residence of a giant king.

The next moment, His spirit rapidly spread and merged with the entire Source Castle.

Although He is only a phantom consciousness, He is the embodiment of Source Castle, and Source Castle is a part of Him.

His spirit merged with the Source Castle itself as easily as an ordinary person opening their eyes after waking up.

In the spirit realm, the original Source Castle disappeared, and a brand new Source Castle appeared.

But soon, the Celestial Venerable's movements paused.

The consciousness of the "Lord of Mysteries" has revived within Him? What mystery? He quickly understood everything.

He is a false Lord of Mysteries; the true Lord of Mysteries has been revived within Him.

Whatever, we can deal with any conflicts later. Let's prioritize attacking God.

A moment of awareness and a burst of instinct instantly become one.

I achieved a great time of 0.000001 seconds in the "I Don't Want to Kill God for Now" challenge. You should try it too!

The scene in the spirit world spun in His mind, and a huge palace appeared.

This is similar to Klein's tarot meeting place, with a huge dome, bronze tables, high-backed chairs... but it is even more magnificent.

He could sense a sense of unfamiliarity.

This is normal, since neither of the two celestial beings, whether the one is real or fake, would be willing to "be subordinate to someone else".

The premise for the two celestial beings to reach an agreement is that they must work together to defeat God.

You must prioritize attacking targets that possess taunt abilities.

Soon, He bypassed the ancient, mottled bronze table, ignored the pile of clutter not far away, and sat down in the high-backed chair that belonged to "The Fool." He looked forward, at the table, and locked his gaze on the only item placed on it.

That was taken from the gaps in the spirit world when He reconstructed it.

If He is not mistaken, He had left behind the Source Castle before this.

The object was golden in color and resembled a miniature kettle, with a wick protruding from its spout.

Code name 0-05, the sealed artifact is the Wishing Lamp.

He was placed there, as if he had been deliberately waiting for Him.

The Celestial Venerable certainly didn't believe that the Genie had come to the Source Castle on his own initiative, waiting here for His return. He knew there must be some conspiracy involved, perhaps related to the Outer God who gave Zarathustra the artifact, but none of that mattered anymore.

He smiled and ran his right hand over the surface of the lamp.

The surface of the object, covered with mysterious and complex symbols, suddenly lit up, and the wick burned silently.

The light it emitted was like a viscous stream of water, spraying upwards. The light from the wick was unusually viscous, like water mixed with a lot of sugar. It surged upwards and converged into a distorted and blurry pale golden figure.

As the genie appeared, the Celestial Venerable's voice echoed repeatedly within the Source Castle:
"haven't seen you for a long time."

The genie's body coalesced in the "world" position opposite the Celestial Venerable, sitting face-to-face with him:

"Old Gui, I think about you every day while you're gone."

The genie's voice was majestic and powerful, filled with a sense of orderly majesty.

"However, you are now so weak, no wonder I have not heard of your name for thousands of years."

"That's because you're ignorant." The Celestial Venerable leaned back in his chair and looked at the Genie.

"Haha." The Genie grinned and chuckled twice. "You still love to deceive. But the state of Source Castle can't fool me."

“Under normal circumstances, I would not be able to present myself in this manner inside the Source Castle and speak to you like this.”

"You seem to have the status but lack extraordinary qualities."

"Even in the Source Castle, someone like you might not be able to cause me any harm."

(End of this chapter)