168: Chapter 168 The incredibly powerful ancestor was a fan of the original novel.

On the road, someone finally agreed to stop and answer Xie Feng's questions. A young mage with a heroic gaze even swept a wary look at him and said, "Why are you asking about this? That place is not somewhere the living should go," before turning around and leaving.

Xie Feng stood on the street for a moment and shifted his gaze to the tallest stone pillar in the center of the square.

The head atop the pillar spun in the wind, and the dried blackness at its severed neck looked like natural old moss growing on the stone pillar under the grey-blue sky.

Xie Feng stared at the head for a moment.

"Go back and ask, or you'll be alive by tomorrow morning, and by then, who knows what kind of mess this damn city will blow up into."

He turned around and walked back in the direction of the Magic Association.

The old inspector at the entrance of the association was sitting on the steps basking in the sun, holding the red Ore, when he saw Xie Feng walking back from the other end of the flagstone street leaning on his blind staff.

He squinted at Xie Feng, then looked down at the Ore in his arms.

Xie Feng cut straight to the point: "I'm looking for someone. Is there a senior member in the association who specializes in Noph-Keh communication Spells."

The old man did not answer directly, but instead asked in return: "What are you looking for her for."

Her? So there really is such a person in the association?

Talk about searching high and low without finding anything, only to find her right around the corner!

Xie Feng caught this piece of information.

"I heard about her from the serpent people. She's a refugee from the Northern Cities, a senior member of the Mu-Thuran Magic Association who specializes in Contact Nophke. I've been researching Noph-Keh recently and need her help."

The old man hugged the Ore to his chest, stood up, turned around, pushed open the stone door of the association, and walked inside.

The two of them walked all the way to the hall where they had argued earlier.

The old man knocked on the door at the entrance, said something respectfully inside, and then stepped back half a step, signaling for Xie Feng to go in by himself.

Finally found her, I am exhausted.

These serpent people are really unreliable. Didn't they say she lived in some abandoned place? This is clearly being treated as an honored guest here!

Xie Feng came in and began to look around.

A woman wearing a magic robe sat behind the stone platform, her skin pale, her fingertips resting on the edge of a roll of parchment.

She raised her head to look at Xie Feng, her face expressionless: "You're that Jiuzhou person who passed the independent assessment today? What do you want with me?"

Xie Feng sat down with a thud and sincerely told a lie.

"I've been researching some magic related to Noph-Keh recently, but I can't find the rest of their tribe. As you know, ever since their god fell into slumber, these white-haired behemoths have been very hard to find. I hope we can exchange some notes, and of course, I can also offer some Spells in exchange on my end."

The witch did not answer Xie Feng's request, but suddenly asked a completely unrelated question: "What is your relationship with Liu Yanqing?"

No... Ancestor, what did you do again??

Xie Feng didn't know what Liu Yanqing had specifically done in Hyperborea, but judging from his ancestor's consistent style, he didn't need to think deeply to know that this ancestor's reputation in Hyperborea was definitely worse than his own during the Ranhuo City period.

If he said "there is a relationship," this door might slam shut immediately.

Therefore, Xie Feng decisively threw his ancestor under the bus.

"I don't know him. I only learned this person's name shortly before coming to Hyperborea this time. Perhaps there was some indirect intersection with our country, but I myself have never met him."

The witch looked at him, her pale eyes lingering on his face for a long time.

Then she raised her right hand, her pale, slender index finger tracing a magic circuit in the air.

A lie detection Spell.

Xie Feng didn't know this Spell, but looking at the witch's appearance across from him, he could roughly guess what it did.

There's even a lie detector?

The witch spoke once more.

"Say it again. You don't know Liu Yanqing?"

Xie Feng's brain spun fast.

"I swear, I really haven't met Liu Yanqing."

He really hadn't met him, so Xie Feng played on a gap in information, but unfortunately, the person opposite him was no fool either.

The witch frowned and spoke again:

"I mean acquainted. Do you have no connection to him at all?"

Oh crap, what should I do now?

Then Xie Feng's own mouth began to speak uncontrollably.

"I don't know him, I have no connection to him, I've only heard the name."

Oh?

Hearing this, the witch opposite her finally set her mind at ease and slowly put away her magic.

"I am truly sorry for being so presumptuous, but we had no better choice. After all, that demon from Jiuzhou named Liu Yanqing is simply too terrifying."

Xie Feng closed his mouth, feeling his tongue slowly split into several tentacles.

It felt like an octopus was living in his mouth.

Lord Cthulhu, once I finish this trip to Hyperborea, I'll go into the sea and work for you.

Xie Feng swore silently in his heart.

At the same time, he was extremely curious about what his ancestor had actually done in Hyperborea.

It was only after asking that he found out.

Back then, the imperial expeditionary force came to Hyperborea to seek the Cultivation Technique for eternal life, causing a devastating impact on the local ecology and races.

Because the local races, lacking deities to intervene, simply couldn't beat this group of stat-freak Cultivators, they ultimately had no choice but to rely on spirit-communication arts respectively to stalemate the situation.

Xie Feng roughly understood what the expeditionary force was looking for; it should be the technology of the serpent people, who had methods to extend their lifespans for a very, very long time.

Or perhaps they went to look for another Outer God underground, that Source of World Life.

Except they probably didn't find it.

As the stalemate continued and the expedition yielded no results, they ultimately localized the magic, but unable to cast it due to a lack of mana, they simply brought the other party's rune stones back with them.

This is the Foundation of the Jiuzhou Seal techniques.

Originally, it should have been a happy ending here, but after the expeditionary force left, that bastard named Liu Yanqing came right back.

He started crazily recording everything in Hyperborea. If you're going to record, just record properly.

The various races didn't mind too much, but this guy's curiosity was simply too strong. He wanted to record publicly known intelligence, and he wanted to record other people's secrets as well.

If they didn't tell him, he would beat people up.

The mages' Spells were all treasured private collections, but they couldn't withstand getting constantly slapped by big slaps.

Eventually, this Liu Yanqing finally got his wish. On the day he finally left, the entire Hyperborea could be said to be celebrating universally.

At that moment, the White Worm made landfall.

Rlim Shaikorth — alias "White Worm" "Lord of Immortality". (Image included)

This fellow originally made landfall from the extreme north, freezing and destroying Paralyn in Hyperborea. The mages of the Northern Cities used massive sacrifices and Spells to drive away this Great Old One, but when Liu Yanqing saw that, he suddenly started shouting and screaming randomly.

"How can you do this?! You don't respect the original work!!"

Screaming like a ghost, this fellow actually picked up the Lord of Immortality in one grab, tossed it all the way to Senges, and then chased after Him, destroying the Northern Cities along the way.

This ancestor is actually a purist?

Xie Feng tightly clenched the corners of his mouth.

When the witch reached this point, she looked like she was about to grind her teeth to dust.

Xie Feng silently apologized for his ancestor in his heart.

"That lunatic! He caused me to lose all my slaves and books!"

Xie Feng silently took back his apology.