Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

The power of the spirit has perfectly merged with the soul of the infant! With careful nurturing, it can become the perfect vessel for the descent of a 'god'!

September 8th, torrential rain

No! No! No!

We were wrong, completely wrong! What we found... wasn't a container at all!

Yes……

The diary entries abruptly end here.

The following pages are covered with chaotic smears of ink, as if they were applied with all one's might, even tearing through the thick paper. It looks like someone had written frantically, or like the writer scribbled in extreme fear before death.

The ink stains were so badly damaged that they were unrecognizable.

You Yang frowned deeply. He flipped through several pages, and without exception, they were all filled with such scribblings filled with despair and madness.

Beyond that, all that remained was a chilling...blank space.

"No need to flip through it anymore, there's nothing there...."

A hoarse and weary voice interrupted You Yang's thoughts.

Old Mo walked over at some point, his cloudy eyes now only filled with a stillness like stagnant water.

"At the time, we were also very curious about what was written next, but no matter what method we used, we could not restore the smeared words, nor did we find any other clues."

"In the end, it was left unresolved."

Hearing Old Mo speak, You Yang finally closed the strange diary. He looked up, his gaze calm, and suddenly asked:

"Morino Yu, is she one of yours?"

Old Mo's aged body stiffened slightly. He remained silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly and heavily.

"Why did you attack me in the first place?" You Yang's voice remained calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Upon hearing this, Old Mo gave a self-deprecating bitter smile. He slowly leaned against the cold wall, recalling his childhood.

"At that time, our research was at its most critical and bottlenecked stage."

"A large number of spirit duelists with different attributes are needed as blueprint samples."

"Although I have been secretly searching for those wandering duelists without backgrounds, the number... has always been far from enough."

"When I had no other choice, I contacted Xie Wan'an and had her organize the duel in my name. Meanwhile, I secretly selected suitable 'samples' during the competition."

"As for why... it came to you." Old Mo's gaze fell on You Yang, his expression extremely complicated.

"It's because I thought you were just a lucky wild elf duelist who was slightly stronger."

"After all, you didn't show any particularly amazing strength during the competition."

"Although you can defeat scions of powerful families like He Yan and Lei Zhen, I've investigated you and found that you have no connections or background. Even if you suddenly disappear, no one will care."

"Who knew...who could have known that your strength would be so...so terrifying."

When he said this, Old Mo's words were filled with an indescribable sense of dejection and loneliness.

He abandoned everything he could, even the honor and status he had pursued all his life, and the "divine" power he had been so desperately seeking was easily defeated head-on by this young boy in front of him.

All of this made him look... like a clown.

That's... absolutely ridiculous.

"Is Jin Yao also one of your people?" You Yang asked again.

"Yes." Old Mo admitted without hesitation, "I have been arranging for him to continuously supply me with those underground duelists."

"As long as those duelists awaken the power of the spirits in the underground dueling arena, they will be secretly captured by my people and used as test subjects."

Upon hearing these words, Chen Yuan, who was not far away, suddenly looked over with his bloodshot eyes filled with barely suppressed anger and killing intent.

Old Mo merely glanced at him coldly and said indifferently:

"Don't look at me like that. You don't think those people who are obsessed with underground duels are any good people, do you?"

"Besides, even if I don't take action, they're going to die on that bloody stage sooner or later anyway, so what difference does it make?"

“You spent the most time there, so you should have a deeper understanding than I do.”

Chen Yuan's tall body trembled suddenly, and the anger in his eyes was instantly replaced by a sense of powerlessness. He fell silent again.

Indeed... even he himself was an anomaly among those twisted underground duelists.

There, they worship the most primal violence and revel in the most glaring blood.

Therefore, duelists often continue to manipulate monsters even after winning a duel, slowly torturing their opponents who have long lost the ability to resist, in order to please the crazy audience and earn a precious chance to appear again.

"It's true..."

"What's written on it...is all true..."

Just then, from the other end of the secret room came Chen Yuexi's voice, trembling with sobs and filled with suppressed grief and indignation.

She stared tremblingly at the yellowed notebook in her hand, which not only described in detail the family heirloom cards passed down through generations of the Chen family, but also clearly described how many people were in their family, who possessed the power of spirits, and the attributes of their power.

That group of people... they've been investigating them for a long time!

Chapter 184 The Three Gods and the Lord! The Key and the Door!

"But... what are those missing pages?"

Chen Yuexi forcibly wiped away the tears that welled up again. She raised her red eyes, looked at Ling Zhiyong who was silent beside her, and asked in confusion.

Ling Zhiyong's aged face instantly turned extremely serious.

He slowly straightened up, his murky gaze sweeping over everyone present, finally settling on You Yang and Chen Yuexi.

"You Yang, Chen Yuexi, you two come with me."

"Everyone else, wait outside!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan subconsciously glanced at his younger sister. Although his eyes were filled with worry, he thought that since You Yang was also with them, he would probably be alright.

So he silently took the heavy notebook that Chen Yuexi handed him and began to read it carefully without saying a word.

Ling Zhiyong didn't offer any further explanation, but simply gave them one last look with his cloudy eyes.

He then turned and led You Yang and Chen Yuexi to a room deeper inside the research institute, a room with higher access levels.

The heavy alloy door slid open slowly amidst the whirring of precise machinery, revealing a smaller, but more heavily guarded, archive room.

The air here is colder and drier, and countless server indicator lights flicker with an eerie glow in the dim light, as if countless eyes are watching everything.

"So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

You Yang leaned against the cold metal wall, looking at Ling Zhiyong who had started rummaging through a hidden safe as soon as he came in, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Chen Yuexi followed closely behind You Yang, her small hand even instinctively grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Although she already knew that Ling Zhiyong was not the one who committed the tragedy of the Chen family, he was the one who released that terrifying earthbound god after all.

Moreover, Chen Yuexi could keenly sense that from the beginning, when Ling Zhiyong looked at her, there was a faint, undisguised disgust in his turbid eyes.

The other person dislikes you, and you dislike the other person too!

You Yang sensed the girl's nervousness beside him, and with a touch of reassurance, he raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder.

The steady touch made her tense body relax a little.

"Found it, this is it."

Ling Zhiyong took out a brand-new, well-sealed notebook from the deepest part of the safe, and carefully pulled out several sheets of paper that had been specially preserved and were in perfect condition.

Chen Yuexi glanced at the paper's material casually, and her pupils suddenly contracted!

She immediately noticed that the texture, color, and even the wear and tear on the edges of these papers were exactly the same as the "Xu Yan Hui" notebook she had previously looked at!

In other words... the rest of that notebook wasn't torn up by the people from the Xu Yan Society, but by... Ling Zhiyong!

Even... Chen Yuexi's heart sank suddenly. Even Elder Mo might not know the subsequent contents of this notebook!

Ling Zhiyong had already cooperated with Elder Mo and reached the point of summoning the gods, so why... did he still harbor selfish motives?

Filled with curiosity and unease, the two leaned closer to examine the contents of the few sheets of paper.

This sight was quite alarming; it sent a shiver down Chen Yuexi's spine, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

There were five sheets of paper in total, three of which were dedicated to describing her!

The contents are extremely detailed, including the detailed process from when she obtained the five sealed cards on a certain date to all the records of her actions on the day the Chen family met their demise.

It even includes a lot of trivial information about her personal life—her favorite foods, daily habits, things she dislikes, what time she goes to bed and what time she gets up every day...

It's incredibly detailed!

It's safe to say that if this thing hadn't appeared here, but instead been taken to the Metropolitan Police Department, it would have been absolutely irrefutable, top-tier evidence of a crime!

Chen Yuexi's face turned deathly pale instantly, devoid of any color.

So... so I've been secretly observed for so long?

"This is another research direction for 'Xu Yan Hui'."

Ling Zhiyong's aged voice rang out in the deathly silent archives room, sounding particularly cold.

"They call people like you who are watched by the gods and even bear divine power—'the chosen ones'."

"What they want to do is to observe, study, and ultimately... replicate your existence."

"Then, welcome the descent of the 'gods'!"

Listening to Ling Zhiyong's chilling words, You Yang quickly read the contents of the other two sheets of paper.

That's pretty much what Ling Zhiyong said.

However, the words "God" and "three gods" are mentioned repeatedly on these two papers, and it is unclear which gods they specifically refer to.

"And when they went to the Chen family, their target... was you, and the sealed demon god in your possession."

Ling Zhiyong slowly raised his withered hand, pointed at Chen Yuexi, whose body was still trembling slightly, and said:

"According to their records, 'the chosen ones' are not only favored by the elves and possess the potential to summon gods..."

"It also possesses...the most terrifying ability."