Backed by an unknown power, the sudden attack by the shadow army previously had caught not only Wang Ling but practically everyone off guard. The strangest thing for Wang Ling was that he hadnât felt any sense of foreboding before it happened â even his eyelid hadnât twitched.
Wang Ling vaguely felt that there was something unusual about it.
In any case, he had already planned to get to the bottom of the matter and couldnât afford to put it off any longer.
Borrowing Mother Juanâs map, Wang Ming and Guo Ping divided the work between them and touched up their own map of the Palace of Mirrors before projecting it in the air as a holographic image. The Five Great Altars were located in five different positions on the map: connecting them together created a perfect circle.
Wang Ming examined the map carefully and began to mark it. It had to be said that Wang Ming was quite sharp. Looking at the marks, everyoneâs eyes instantly lit up.
âThis isâŠâ
âThese are the locations of all the dream houses in the Palace of Mirrors. Connecting them as points, and combining them with the Five Great Altars on the outside⊠Donât you think this looks like an ancient magic array?â As he explained, Wang Ming started trying to connect the points together in different configurations.
âMm⊠I got it.â Guo Ping looked shaken. Connecting some of the dream houses together, he said decisively, âIf the points here, here and here are connected, donât you think it looks very similar to the characters above the entrance to the Palace of Mirrors? While it doesnât completely explain everything, this indeed proves that Teacher Wangâs guess is correct.â
âWhat a crazy bunchâŠâ Wang Ming tsked.
Such an outrageous and crazy idea of locking up the entire world in an array was ample proof of how powerful the person behind the scenes was.
The most direct thing they could do now was to take back the altars in the Palace of Mirrors that had been seized by the shadow army.
The world of the Palace of Mirrors was a complete opposite of the real world outside, but the Five Great Altars were unique to the Palace of Mirrors. In Wang Lingâs world, the five elemental laws were abstract â they were like cell molecules that had broken down and dissolved into spiritual qi that could be drawn upon.
In the Palace of Mirrors, however, the five elemental laws were just the opposite: the existence of the Five Great Altars here had led to the condensation of the five elements into substantial matter.
Guided by Mother Juan, Wang Ling and the others set out on Dog Two, whose body had grown to a massive size, and it ran very fast.
Sitting on Dog Two, they started to learn more about this world from Mother Juan on the way.
Dog Two didnât dislike being used as a mount. On the contrary, it enjoyed the feeling of Little Master Ling sitting on itâŠ
In the Wang familyâs small villa, just being stroked by its little master was usually already an extravagance. For Dog Two, to be used as a mount was a sign of its masterâs trust and an exceptional honor.
Dog Two carried Wang Ling and the others all the way south. Their current destination was the Altar of Water in the south.
During the journey, Dog Two did its best not to shake so that Wang Ling had a comfortable ride. The only fly in the ointment was that Wang Ling had yet to give it a matching saddle and reins, which would have made it look even cooler.
âIâll go back to the demon world later and have my friend Little Chick give me two chicken feathers. A seat made from Little Chickâs feathers is soft and cosy, and free of static,â Dog Two abruptly said as it ran.
Guo Ping hadnât known much about Dog Two at first.
But since he was now one of them, Wang Ming gave Guo Ping a rundown of events on their journey. Guo Ping was deeply shaken when he learned of Dog Twoâs real identity.
Who would have thought that the world-shaking Sky-Swallowing Toad demon king, who had caused all of Huaxiuâs immortal mobile troops to be collectively dispatched six years ago, would actually decline to this extentâŠ
âA grand demon king, actually reduced to a mount.â Guo Ping sighed.
âThatâs wrong, Professor Guo, what âreduced to a mountâ? Iâm perfectly happy to be a mount! Thereâs a big difference between âbeing reduced toâ and âbeing willing,â okay?! âBeing reduced toâ is to degrade yourself, but âbeing willingâ isnât the same! âBeing willingâ is an honor! Professor Guo should also feel honored to sit on my back. If it wasnât for Little Master Lingâs sake, do you think you would be able to?â
ââŠâ Guo Ping pursed his lips, and in the end realized he was unable to respond.
âSo youâre saying that Little Chick is also a demon king? Why havenât I heard you mention this before, after the last time you went back to the demon world?â Wang Ming asked.
âWhen I returned to the demon world back then, Little Chick actually helped me a lot in secret. But Little Chick has always been very timid and doesnât dare reveal itself so easily. Recently in particular, âchicken, youâre too beautifulâ guichu videos <sup>1</sup> have started appearing in the real world, which Little Chick finds very humiliating. I heard that Little Chickâs Chicken King clan almost went into hiding a while ago.â
âIs Little Chick male or femaleâŠâ
âMale, but he doesnât have a crest.â
âWhyâs that?â
âEarly on, Little Chick was playing mahjong with some people⊠It was playing against First Generation Demon Saint, but Little Chick this fellow wasnât smart. First Generation Demon Saint just needed the chicken tile to win, but Little Chick stubbornly refused to throw it out. Later, First Generation Demon Saint grabbed its crest and cut it off, and because of this incident, also cracked down on gambling in the demon world. Forget âa small wager pleases the soul, a large wager hurts the bodyââ a bet is still a bet: those who win want to continue winning, those who lose want to change their luck. Thereâs no end to it.â
âWhat a profound lessonâŠâ
âThatâs not it!â Dog Two said. âAfter Little Chick was punished back then, a saying caught on in the demon world: donât bet on cards, or your crown will fall <sup>1</sup> .â
Everyone: ââŠâ
The truth was that Guo Ping had to admit that Wang Ling had a kind of magic that couldnât be clearly explained with words.
He had realized it after his first encounter with Wang Ling.
Wang Ling was very aloof and taciturn.
But there was something mystical about him which people wanted to get close to and understand.
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Thinking this, Guo Ping darted a look at Wang Ling, who didnât seem the least bit nervous. Throughout the journey, while they were engaged in heated discussion on this side, Wang Ling acted as if it was nothing.
Was he really not nervous about what was happening, or did he have some trick up his sleeve?