602: Information from the Queen of Silk

The Dean continued to attend to his matters.

Xiao Fan, on the other hand, arrived at the sacred palace standing in a weed-choked corner.

He had never entered the Hall of Valor before, and this was his first visit. Looking at the ancient, weathered tall tower, a sense of solemnity brushed across his cheeks with the cool breeze.

"Xiao Fan!"

Suddenly, a clear shout filled with laughter caught Xiao Fan's attention.

He turned his head and saw Ghost Seven, clad in a black robe, standing at the entrance, waving at him.

Although he still wore a black robe, he no longer concealed his face. That face was completely different from what others might imagine; it was a tender, baby-like face that easily endeared him to people.

Xiao Fan smiled and walked over.

Only now did he realize that Ghost Seven was actually the highest-ranking person among them. He had already been taken as a Disciple by the Lord of Jail when he first entered the academy.

No, to be precise, he was a Disciple of the Lord of Jail's lineage, because the one who later taught Ghost Seven was the Evil Ghost, as their talents were similar.

However, it seemed that the Evil Ghost and the Lord of Jail, these two Senior Brother and Junior Martial Uncle, had an unknown past. Even though they were both in the academy, they had never met, both deliberately avoiding each other.

It seemed some grudges could not be resolved, no matter how many centuries passed.

Xiao Fan walked to Ghost Seven's side and followed him into the hall.

Ghost Seven suddenly seemed to hesitate, which made Xiao Fan curious.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know what kind of enmity my Master... and Junior Martial Uncle have?"

"Oh?" Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow.

"You know?"

Ghost Seven took a deep breath and said, "The Silk Empress told me."

"My Grandmaster, strictly speaking, was killed by my Master."

"What?!" Xiao Fan was shocked.

"But the Silk Empress didn't tell me exactly what happened. However, I'm very sensitive to other people's emotions. At that time, I felt a very strong sense of disgust, even nausea, from the Silk Empress."

"But the Silk Empress also told me that someone else was actually manipulating that incident from behind the scenes, so my Master shouldn't be blamed."

Ghost Seven sighed and said, "The Silk Empress told me these things in secret. Neither my Master nor Junior Martial Uncle knows. She said that if some matters aren't thoroughly investigated and no definitive evidence is presented, then all ambiguous conjectures will only bring greater trouble."

"However, she said to tell you if I had the chance, and perhaps you could find out the reason."

"Me?" Xiao Fan was confused.

"Sigh, let me take you to see the Silk Empress first." Ghost Seven sighed and shook his head, looking as if these matters had troubled him for a long time.

Xiao Fan gently patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, if it really concerns me, I will definitely help you."

"I still owe you a favor, and I remember it."

Upon hearing this, Ghost Seven's baby face immediately flushed, and he quickly lowered his head, saying, "The Class Monitor saved our lives."

"That's the responsibility of the Class Monitor, not my personal matter as Xiao Fan." Xiao Fan smiled.

"Alright, let's go."

The two stepped through the main entrance of the Hall of Valor.

The Evil Ghost was currently standing in the living room on the first floor, facing a huge floor-to-ceiling window, constantly combing his head of white hair.

Xiao Fan turned to look, his eyebrows slightly raised.

This was the first time he had seen the Evil Ghost's true form, and he was somewhat surprised. With white hair slicked back, a black suit and trousers, and an impeccably tied tie, his tall and slender figure of over 1.8 meters was perfectly showcased.

His features were soft, his eyes deep. Although he was very old, his jawline was incredibly clear and sharply defined. He exuded a melancholic aura, which was even more captivating against the backdrop of his wrinkles.

At this moment, he turned sideways to check if there was any dust on his shoulders. His peripheral vision caught Xiao Fan, and his usually stern old face immediately broke into a smile: "I'll be counting on you later!"

"Oh, right, after Revered Master is resurrected, don't call me Evil Ghost. Just call me by my real name, Mu Guang. Remember, no one should call me Evil Ghost."

His words clearly revealed his excitement and anticipation.

Xiao Fan and Ghost Seven both quickly nodded, then turned and continued down into the Hall of Valor's basement.

On the way, Xiao Fan couldn't help but think.

Mu Guang... so the Evil Ghost's original name was so pleasant.

He had also learned from the Great General that the Evil Ghost was once a very outstanding person. No one expected him to become like that later.

The death of Yu Baiyi, not to mention Mu Guang's inability to let go, even he felt a pang of sadness when he thought of it now, because the old man back then... alas, the more he spoke, the more tears would flow.

At that time, Xiao Fan was curious about what kind of woman Yu Baiyi was. From the Great General's words, it was clear that the Great General had pursued her back then too.

Coupled with the later death of Lv Yinien's wife, some heartless people even said that whether a Super God Class was strong or not depended on its class beauty.

Because sacrificing the class beauty brought boundless power.

Thinking of this dark joke, Xiao Fan couldn't help but inwardly mutter, 'Press 1 for Buddha to forgive me.'

Then, upon remembering that the class beauty of this generation was undoubtedly Lin Xianhuo, all his smiles abruptly ceased.

Ghost Seven, beside him, frowned, wondering what was wrong with the Class Monitor. One moment he was cheerful, the next his face was dark. How strange.

Soon, the two arrived at the lowest level of the Hall of Valor.

This was where the Evil Ghost was once imprisoned.

Now, it was where the Silk Empress was imprisoned.

Because her danger level was too high, and she also seemed to be an enemy.

At this moment, she sat draped in a golden silk robe within a massive energy barrier.

Hearing their footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes, her expression dignified and noble. However, the moment she saw Xiao Fan, her brows suddenly furrowed, as if some emotion beyond her control was trying to seize her consciousness, but she quickly suppressed it.

"You've come?" Xie Linqing's red lips moved slightly, her expression indifferent.

Xiao Fan felt a moment of panic when he saw Xie Linqing, as those perverted memories from the past suddenly flooded his mind and began to assault him.

Now, seeing Xie Linqing so indifferent, he actually felt a bit unaccustomed.

"Cough, cough, you said there was something suspicious about the Lord of Jail killing his Revered Master back then?"

"Only I can investigate it?"

Xie Linqing nodded slightly and said, "I don't know if anyone has told you, but the Lord of the Temple left three contingencies back then."

"The first is Miles's remnant Soul."

"The second, perhaps, is right here, hidden for a thousand years."

"Why do you have such a suspicion?" Xiao Fan frowned.

Xie Linqing said in a deep voice, "Because Yu Baiyi's talent would make people outside restless, and your Lord of Jail's mental state during that period was clearly abnormal. Coupled with his talent being Soul, you can ask your Senior Brother how bizarre the study of Soul is in the outside world."

"How does that saying go? Those who seek to explore the mysteries of the Soul will eventually be devoured by the Soul."

"You mean, the Lord of Jail's Soul was invaded by someone else back then?" Xiao Fan's expression changed slightly.

"Highly possible." Xie Linqing nodded slightly.

"That's why I told Ghost Seven not to tell anyone about this."

"Perhaps, the real Lord of Jail died back then, and the current Lord of Jail has always been the Lord of the Temple's second contingency."