Infinite Bullet

"The path of time is impassable; all spells are limitless. The Celestial Pond connected to Lou Lan, and every day is like a year."

Mo Chen stared at the words written on the paper and was slightly lost in thought. After pondering for a while, Mo Chen finally understood the meaning behind the letters.

The path of time was impassable. This meant that the path of time had no independent path. And the rest is easier to understand. There was no end to the myriad of spells in the world. The Heaven Pond could lead to Lou Lan, which meant that the lake emitting cold energy was probably the so-called Heaven Lake.

What did it mean to be like the year on the last day? Mo Chen was truly at a loss.

It wasn't because Mo Chen was stupid, but because the words written on the stone tablet were clearly a small letter from the Yan Clan, and the "Year Like a Day" was very wide, so Mo Chen didn't know what to do. Moreover, Mo Chen only understood a few of the other sentences, but he didn't really understand them.

However, there was one sentence that Mo Chen could understand. It was "Heavenly Pond Pavilion's Lou Lan"!

How could this cold water possibly reach the real Lou Lan?

However, Mo Chen didn't need to think to know that if he were to jump down like that, he would most likely die.

As for how deep this cold pond was, Mo Chen had no idea. He could feel how cold it was from the surrounding air. In any case, he had never been there before, let alone how cold it was in the depths.

If he didn't properly clean up and hastily jumped down, it would be no different from looking for fault.

However, there was nothing in the surroundings that Mo Chen could think about. There was nothing to protect Mo Chen from the cold and there were no exits either. Thus, Mo Chen became anxious.

"Fuck, is there no other way?"

Mo Chen cursed in his heart. His brows furrowed as he thought for a long time. Finally, he helplessly sighed and placed his hand on the stone monument to support his body.

However, just as Mo Chen's palm touched the stone tablet, the three blood-red words that Mo Chen could not understand suddenly glowed with blood-red light, instantly brightening up the entire cave.

Mo Chen was startled by the sudden change in his actions. He subconsciously wanted to pull his palm away, but he found that his palm was stuck to the stone monument by a mysterious suction force and couldn't move at all!

"What's going on!"

Mo Chen was shocked and his expression changed drastically as well.

However, before Mo Chen could think about anything else, the three blood-red words changed completely once again. As if they had met high temperatures, within three breaths of time, they turned into three dazzling, blood-red clumps of light. They quickly followed Mo Chen's palm, which was resting on the stone tablet, before dispersing and fusing into Mo Chen's limbs and bones!

Mo Chen's entire body trembled, his entire body started to turn red, and was even emitting a layer of smoke. Mo Chen's eyes widened, and he fell head first into the cold pond. In the blink of an eye, Mo Chen's figure disappeared.

The three blood-red words on the stone tablet had already disappeared. As Mo Chen's figure disappeared, the stone tablet gradually cracked and crumbled, eventually turning into countless dust that scattered throughout the entire cave …

Lou Lan Continent, Su Lan City.

"Da Da Da …"

At a quarter to ten in the afternoon, a wagon passed by the disturbing official road of Su Lan City, then drove out of the city gate into the small road filled with ancient trees.

On top of the horse carriage, a white haired old man who looked to be in his sixties was driving the horse forward.

Inside the carriage sat a woman, she was eighteen years old, her figure was graceful and her eyebrows were long and thin, and although there was no rouge in her mouth, she was like a rouge, wearing a light veil that covered all of her skin, revealing only a pair of slender jade hands, but her bones were glistening and elegant. Her long hair fell down to her waist and was as untainted as ink.

Her lips were red without touching, her eyebrows were green without drawing, her face was like a silver basin, her eyes were like apricots, her hands were soft and gentle, her skin was like cream, her collar was like a quill, her teeth were like a gourd, and her head was like a moth. She had a charming smile, and her beautiful eyes looked forward to it.

Perhaps, this was the only way to describe the appearance of this woman.

"Butler, if we arrive at the imperial capital, just call me."

The girl had a trace of a smile on her face as her soft and weak voice came out from the red sandalwood. "I closed my eyes last night. I'm a little tired today."

The old man pulled the rope as he looked back to the carriage: "Miss, you should rest for a bit. You didn't close your eyes last night. Your body is more important."

"Yes."

The woman slightly lowered her head and slowly closed her eyes. Her long and narrow eyelashes fluttered with the gentle breeze, and her face was filled with tranquility. This was exactly like a sleeping beauty. If it wasn't for the fact that this woman's attire was similar to that of an ancient woman, she would have really thought that she was a character from a fairy tale.

That kind of temperament, that kind of ease, that kind of immaculate …

The old man turned around and focused on driving the horse. He tried his best to slow it down so that the woman in the carriage could sleep in peace.

After walking for nearly three or four hundred meters, the old man who was focused on the road ahead suddenly stopped the carriage.

Due to inertia, the woman who was leaning against the carriage lightly knocked against the top of the carriage and a small patch of skin on her forehead instantly turned red. The woman slowly opened her eyes and ignored the red blush that came out from her forehead as she softly said, "Butler, what happened?"

"Miss, sorry to disturb you. Not far ahead, there is actually a person lying on the road. His face cannot be seen clearly, but judging by his figure, it should be a young man."

The old man jumped down from the carriage, took a glance at the surroundings, and then reported.

When the woman heard this, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Then, she softly said, "Why don't you go and see what's wrong with him?"

"Miss, what I mean is, don't meddle in other people's business. It's already the end of the afternoon, if we don't hurry up, I'm afraid we won't be able to get to the imperial city before dark."

"But, that is a person, a person cannot lie on the ground for no reason, why don't you go take a look? "What if he's injured? Wouldn't that be an indirect cause of his death?"

The woman insisted.

When the old man heard this, he could only sigh helplessly. He then responded and walked towards the figure lying on the ground.

When he arrived beside the person on the ground, the old man squatted down and flipped the person over. He discovered that this person was a handsome young man with strange clothes. In the young man's hand was a strange red longbow.

However, at this moment, the old man's expression changed, becoming a bit serious, but he still put two of his fingers under the young man's nose, only after seeing that he was still breathing did he stand up, and walk back to the carriage, respectfully saying, "Miss, that person is indeed a young man, but his clothing is extremely strange, similar to the clothes of those outsiders, so, he is most likely an outsider."

"Still alive?"

The woman did not pay any attention to the weird things the butler said. Instead, she asked about the results that she wanted to know. Perhaps in her eyes, those weird things were incomparable to a person's life.

The butler wryly smiled: "Although this person is alive, miss, the master told you before you left not to help others. It's an era of chaos and chaos, so you don't know what's good for you. Please think twice!"

As a butler who had watched her grow up, the old man was keenly aware of her temperament.

Kindness was a good thing, but in this turbulent era, Kindness was the sharpest weapon that could kill a person.

This was because the life here had no value whatsoever. Whoever had the most power would be the one to die.

In an era of scheming and scheming, kindness was nothing more than digging one's own grave.

The old man understood this logic, and the old master understood it even more. That was the reason why he was able to persuade the young lady to continue with her next words.

"Butler, but no matter what, since I've already seen it, I can't just sit by and watch. As a young girl, I have no way to care about such matters. However, I cannot remain indifferent when it comes to matters before my eyes." Besides, with how powerful you are, butler, even if that person is a spy and an evil person, you will definitely be able to kill him. "

The woman slightly shook her head and once again stubbornly said.

The steward was put in a difficult position. "But Miss, Master told me personally …"

"Butler, don't say too much. Yesterday was mother's memorial service. Just treat it as me doing some meritorious deeds for mother."

Without waiting for the elder to finish speaking, the girl continued, "Please help the housekeeper carry that person onto the carriage."

"Sigh!" Fine! If there was a problem with this person. Then, I can kill him as soon as I want. "

The old man sighed in his heart and secretly decided on his plan. He responded to the girl in the carriage and then walked over to the person on the ground. He then quickly stood up and leaned against the carriage.

After doing all that, the old man once again drove the carriage forward.

In the carriage, the woman's almond eyes glanced at the youth lying on the side before closing her eyes again …

The darkness before his eyes made Mo Chen feel a familiar feeling.

Such a scene, such a feeling, such darkness …

It was exactly the same as when he was in the Boundless Space.

Why did he return here?

Why was his arrival this time filled with fear and helplessness?

Why, a feeling of losing everything arose involuntarily?

Mo Chen was unable to see his own body, nor could he see his own expression. However, at this moment, Mo Chen could feel fear and unease in his heart.

What was going on?

Silently, a crimson dot of light suddenly appeared in front of Mo Chen. Then, the firefly sized dot gradually expanded until it was as tall as a person. The familiar scene in front of Mo Chen stunned him.

Last time, the same scene appeared in front of him, allowing him to decide his future fate, and this choice changed his fate. Now, the same scene, only the milky white door of light has turned into a blood-red cave, is this letting him choose again?

Even though Mo Chen was now able to move, he still stood there silently.

This blood-red energy caused Mo Chen to be terrified. This was not a sign of being weak, but rather an extreme sense of disgust and rejection.

What was this power? The same scene, the familiar process...

Could it be that this is the power of a demon? However, this was impossible. The power of demons should be the same as the power brought by parasitic spirits, but, what exactly was going on?

However, at this moment, the blood-red cave suddenly started to tremble violently. It seemed as if it was about to collapse at any moment. It suddenly collapsed, turning into countless specks of light that surged towards Mo Chen like a tide.

Mo Chen's pupils suddenly constricted and he quickly closed his eyes. He could no longer see what was happening outside. He could only feel an endless pain being caused by a mysterious power that deeply stimulated Mo Chen's nerves.

An unknown amount of time passed by as Mo Chen numbly felt the sudden invasion of this power. As time passed, the pain brought by this power gradually weakened. The moment it disappeared, Mo Chen's eyelids trembled and he suddenly opened his eyes …