Chapter 1416

What's wrong with the mining?

Su Enxi felt as if a needle had fiercely pricked her, she slapped her thigh hard, heartbroken, pointing at the high-end red wine in Ji De Ma Yi's hand and the silky wine-red nightgown she wore, saying, "Heaven and earth are big, making money is biggest; you can spend money lavishly, fight without counting costs, but behind it all is this account-keeping maid of mine struggling forward."

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(Looks like even the company's bigwigs can't reach Weng Faluo......)

Xing turned her gaze toward harmony.

(Indeed! The family that cherishes great love surely still remembers this benefactor of mine; their music fills the world, and they will surely lend a hand.)

(Come on, let me put on the top hat I've been eating dust for several chapters. Let's sing with the watch kid—universal harmony, stars shining together...)

Xing closed her eyes, trying to hum the melody of the Harmony Ode in her mind...

The silhouettes of the senior nameless guests appeared one by one; if she could merge into their distant chorus, perhaps the road would reveal itself before her...

Then, after a moment…… she failed. The barrier of 'Beyond Myth' strangled that distant sound, filtering it out completely like useless noise, leaving only icy silence.

(Does Laigushi not want this story to have a soundtrack? What a tasteless audience...)

The final fate's path is memory.

Upon seeing Fuli's face, Xing suddenly understood.

(Indeed, I came to Weng Faluo upon the invitation of the Black Swan, and here I received Fuli's glance; Flowing Light Remembrance Court must have countless ties with Weng Faluo...)

(Traces of memory are evident everywhere here; although I don't know their intent, being in dire straits leaves no other choice...)

Xing invoked the power of the Memory fate path; then, after the chill of 'Memory' flowed through her body, something that should not exist here appeared before her...

A red jellyfish.

"Finally… following the sound of memory… I found you… the wanderer where 'Memory' and 'Pioneering' converge…"

"Wait, this voice is…"

Xing was about to recall, but its gentle voice felt like a warm hand, pulling her soul, slowly drifting outward...

"Warning! Illegal access detected… unable to pinpoint signal source…"

The warning blared suddenly, yet what followed was a burst of female laughter.

"Hehe… the prison of 'Wisdom' can't hold us; we are not within the logic of 0 and 1… come on… leave the prison of Logos (reason)…"

"The secret thought (myth) of Weng Faluo urgently awaits your continuation…"

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The Funeral Frieren

Finally…… Flowing Light Remembrance Court is taking effect!

Xiutaerke let out a long breath, feeling that the breath he'd been holding in his chest had been suffocating for far too long.

Flowing Light Remembrance Court just ties people up and does nothing, constantly thinking of Weng Faluo yet never sending anyone to help; he truly has no idea what these folks are thinking! If Iron Tomb is successfully born, the Weng Faluo that Remembrance Court longs for will also perish along with it.

"Flowing Light Remembrance Court… is it really Remembrance Court?"

Frieren sitting by the campfire slightly raised her head, her face full of doubt.

"Of course it's Remembrance Court." Xiutaerke puffed his chest, saying matter-of-factly, "You think, Frieren, nowadays there are three people related to memory—Xilian, March Seventh, and Flowing Light Remembrance Court. Xilian was the one taken away by this red jellyfish, so she definitely isn't her. As for March Seventh… that's even more impossible—when did March Seventh gain the ability to summon a red jellyfish? And that female voice's tone…… no matter how you listen, it doesn't sound like something March Seventh could produce."

"Indeed, if we use elimination, the greatest possibility is still Flowing Light Remembrance Court."

This reason actually convinced Frieren.

If March Seventh is the kind of girl who wishes to kick open the clouds blanketing the sky and practically writes sunshine on her face, then the female voice just now is like a crack in the midwinter lake's surface—you can't gauge how dangerous she is from her tone…… but merely standing at the edge of that crack, you can feel the chill almost seeping into your bones.

Frieren leaned forward, hugging her knees, and said lightly, "But if it's Remembrance Court, they chose too extreme a moment to act—why didn't they appear in the previous life's Fire Pursuit Journey?"

"Perhaps it's also related to Laigushi; Laigushi's opposition likely isn't just the threat of geniuses, but also interference from Remembrance Court." Zan Yin took a swig from the wine flask, "But one thing can be confirmed: that speaking female voice is strong and also dangerous…… fortunately she seems to show no hostility toward Xing."

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"When the brightest star, the star foretelling dawn, rises……"

"A boat accustomed to drifting finally sailed into the island's inlet."

"It seems someone is speaking……"

Xing rubbed her eyes and realized she was inside Fate's Narrow Gap, with countless red jellyfish drifting nearby. She had never seen this kind of jellyfish before—their bodies were translucent and crystal clear, and beneath the striking red she could faintly make out many familiar shadows……

However, these are not the point.

The point is, Xing soon caught a familiar figure ahead——

March Seventh.

"Ah, you've finally come……" March Seventh spoke happily, yet oddly her face always bore an unnatural smile, "We really haven't seen each other for ages……"

"Xing—you jerk, I've been dying to see you!"

"March Seventh, gloriously resurrected!"

"What are you talking about—when did this lady die?" March Seventh stood with hands on hips, smiling brightly at her, "Hehe, you must be day‑after‑day missing the days I kept you company, right?"

"Sigh, waiting for you here is so boring! No one to chat with, no internet, not even food or drink—it's practically like being in prison!"

"Finally! Our great hero has come to save me—long live!"

Although she spoke happily, March Seventh's eyebrows remained drooping, the corners of her mouth pulled upward by two thin strings, as if different expressions had been cut and pasted onto the same face—she lacked her usual playful liveliness, instead exuding an indescribable eeriness.

"During this time, you must have encountered many things in Weng Faluo, right? Next you gotta tell this lady all about it."