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Chapter 485. The People of the Yuan Dynasty
Seeing that the woman remained silent, Jiang Jianxin turned his head away, his eyes fixed on the curtain while his mind conversed with the answer and the truth:

Can you figure out what's going on with this person?

The answer is the truth:
I can't see any signal from her; I can't even sense it.

It communicates with humans through signal links; if the signal is weak, it cannot communicate with humans in its head.

Jiang Jianxin was now basically certain that this person was a pawn controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes.

Sending a pawn here specifically to provoke her in the hall is definitely not just a simple matter. Once the auction begins, this woman will surely make some moves.

To be honest, Jiang Jianxin couldn't even be sure whether the mysterious opponent from the Predictive Family was human or ghost.

She tentatively asked for the answer to the truth:

Do you think the person controlling this woman is... human?

[It's imperceptible. However, theoretically speaking, gods and demons can sit on either side of the chessboard.]

The answer is the truth, as it is stated.

If it's a god, does it need to go to the chessboard to mess with me?

Jiang Jianxin was greatly shocked.

"Well, dealing with the Sword Master wouldn't require such trouble, but have you forgotten that you had a playthrough where you were a proper Supreme God?"

The answer, the truth, reminds us.

Jiang Jianxin then remembered the warning the Foresight Family had given her not to return to her place prematurely.

She didn't think much of it at the time, but now that the mastermind behind the scenes is gradually revealing his hand, she understands the true meaning of the prophet's words.

—Is the reason for not returning to her position early because this mastermind is lurking in her divine realm or setting up an ambush?

Jiang Jianxin's expression turned serious as he reviewed the current situation once again.

Things are still a mess, with too many things getting involved, making it extremely difficult to discern the opponent's moves.

But Jiang Jianxin still grasped one key point, which was the blue and white porcelain vase.

It is a well-known fact that the former heir of Black Eye Pharmaceuticals was kept in a porcelain bottle for a long time.

This matter was not unusual in itself, but Jiang Jianxin discovered a new point of doubt today.

As everyone knows, the mastermind behind Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals is the "Mechanic." Jiang Jianxin has seen its true form; it is a monster covered in mechanical parts.

However, as its direct successor, the heir of Black Eye Pharmaceuticals does not possess any mechanized features.

This is an extremely unusual thing.

In the memories of the third timeline, when Edric was finally devoured by the God of Light, he grew huge horns, his body became completely deformed, his consciousness was erased and altered, and he had been assimilated by the god.

Similarly, when the Crown Prince died, he was in human form, only his body was stuffed into a porcelain bottle... It gave the impression that he was not acting as a mechanic, but as some deity related to the porcelain bottle.

The mechanic is also like a controlled tool throughout the entire process.

Black Eye Pharmaceuticals vigorously promotes the belief in mechanics, but the most crucial agent for mechanics to control Black Eye Pharmaceuticals has become a porcelain bottle.

Every anomaly has a reason. The person behind the scenes may be controlling the key link of the proxy to restrict the mechanics and ensure that the mechanics followers who have been promoted can also be used by the person behind the scenes.

This is a very common strategy for controlling the game, but it has been buried deep in history with the destruction of the former Black Eye Pharmaceuticals, leaving no trace.

Jiang Jianxin felt increasingly alarmed the more he thought about it.

[This thing sitting at the chessboard can shield you, control mechanics, understand humans, and has meticulous thinking—what exactly is it?]

The answer, truth, calmly stated:
[There are many other races in the world besides humans; you need to accept this quickly.]

Of the thousands of spirits and deities beyond this realm, you are truly the only "human."

Jiang Jianxin took a deep breath and remained silent. She hadn't expected that the fear she had faced in her fourth viewing would soon befall her as well.

The woman in the veil sitting next to her, controlled by something unknown, was laughing.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at her before realizing that the auction had started.

The auctioneer at this rose auction is a beautiful lady in a cheongsam, who is introducing the items for sale.

Jiang Jianxin presented her goods one by one, and the people present offered considerable prices, but she was in no mood to listen to the prices at all, as her entire attention was focused on the veiled woman next to her.

As the auction progressed, the auction venue went from quiet to noisy, until it quieted down again when a certain item was auctioned.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the last item on the auction stage as if sensing something.

It was a blue and white porcelain vase.

It wasn't in the auction, but it suddenly appeared there.

The auctioneer, dressed in a gorgeous cheongsam, was clearly stunned, but she reacted very quickly. Almost instinctively, she pulled out a pistol from under the display stand and fired without hesitation at the porcelain vase.

"Boom-boom-"

The gunshot was piercing, and the porcelain bottle fell over. However, the surface did not shatter; instead, it slumped down like melted wax, giving off a sticky feeling.

Jiang Jianxin frowned and glanced at the veiled woman beside him, only to find that the woman's head had instantly turned into a blue and white porcelain vase.

Immediately afterward, panic spread rapidly. She was horrified to discover that everyone's head in the room had twisted and deformed in an instant, turning into bizarre blue and white porcelain vases.

"What's going on!"

Jiang Jianxin abruptly drew her sword and stood up. Before the clear, melodious sound of the Tangguang Sword had even faded, she sensed something amiss.

Looking down, the scene reflected by the three-foot-long sword was completely different—the surrounding guests were still human faces, and what collapsed on the auction stage was not some strange porcelain vase, but the real highlight of the event—a huge flour sack.

It was lying limply on the ground, just like it had been in that "sticky" state a moment ago.

Two worlds, two realities.

However, the side belonging to "illusion" has already fallen into madness.

The porcelain-bottle people began tearing and attacking each other indiscriminately, and some even turned their guns on Jiang Jianxin and fired several shots in his direction.

"Bang!"

Sparks flew as Jiang Jianxin parried with his sword.

The blade of the Tangguang Sword can distinguish truth from falsehood; clearly, what it reflects is the real thing.

Jiang Jianxin looked at the noisy crowd and tried to shout to stop them:
"Wake up, everyone! This is an illusion! Stop killing each other!"

But under the control of that twisted force, no one paid attention to her cries, and the chaos escalated.

Just at this critical moment, a series of crisp clinking sounds of gold coins suddenly pierced through the noise.

"Ring... Ring..."

A dazzling golden light erupted from the void, like an invisible chain, instantly silencing all the restlessness in the arena.

A voice, ethereal and grand, yet strangely calm, resounded in everyone's consciousness; it was the indifferent tone of a deity:

"This deity of wealth seeks only those with the potential for wealth."

"Those who are not of the Yuan dynasty are not allowed to enter."

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