Chapter 610: Sense of Ceremony (Additional Chapter)

In human form, Ai Ruihuoge's pale‑gold eyes turned into vertical pupils, reflecting a deep, shadowy sea, letting the echo of the soul resonate clearly in the ears of everyone around.

Their present self can easily command the collective unconscious sea, thereby dominating every creature's mind.

The state lasted less than two seconds; Ai Ruihuoge effortlessly reined in the oddity, letting the spirit within settle again.

This returning Second Era ancient god moved a step closer to the former throne, becoming the Sequence One "Fairy Tale Writer".

Noticing Kelei En's puzzled gaze, Ai Ruihuoge chuckled lightly: "Although Ai Ruihuoge is only a Sequence Two ancient dragon, Ang Ge Er Wei De is not; I have long awakened myself, this trait has always belonged to me, so no ceremony or alchemical demonic elixir is needed—I am merely reclaiming power that was already mine."

"Unfortunately, that's about my limit; I cannot obtain more traits from that True Creator."

I see, that feather‑pen is indeed the "Audience" pathway trait of Sequence One, but I didn't expect it to originate from the former "Imaginary Dragon". As the thought drifted, Kelei En looked at Ai Ruihuoge and said:

"Being able to return from death, you have already surpassed other ancient gods; as long as you live, there will always be a chance."

Ai Ruihuoge gave a noncommittal gentle nod, bowed to Kelei En and Leike Dun, then entered the spiritual realm, vanishing from everyone's sight.

After seeing Ai Ruihuoge depart, Leike Dun turned to Leonard and said, "A Meng has already left; the whole Southern Continent should have no more of his avatars. But he has probably found you; once he repairs his monocle, he'll likely come looking for you."

Leonard's complexion grew paler; he swallowed saliva without speaking, and the Parasite residing in his body remained silent, perhaps unwilling to reveal itself to others or simply not wanting to speak.

Leike Dun turned his head, glanced at Kelei En, whose face was excessively wan and whose skin seemed to have countless nodules writhing beneath, and said calmly:

"The demonic elixir hasn't been fully digested, making the ascension a bit forced; Ai Ruihuoge's treatment isn't perfect. From now on you need to focus on playing a role for a while, and also fill the missing parts of the 'Secret Pair Master' stage."

Kelei En tugged at the corner of his mouth, showing an exaggerated yet emotionless grin, and said, "Heh, actually I feel fine; in this state I can see my inner self more clearly, confronting my avoidance and confusion."

"You look like a madman right now." Leonard's expression turned complicated as he looked at Kelei En, paused two seconds, then asked:

"Why did you have to ascend back then? You could have waited a while, until the demonic elixir was digested, until"

"Killing… Ins Zangweier happened to satisfy the 'Trick Mage' ritual, and I've already taken revenge; why can't I gamble one more time?"

Kelei En's voice was extremely restrained, yet tinged with a hint of madness.

Leike Dun patted Leonard's shoulder, cutting off his unfinished sentence, and said, "Persuasion is useless; at a time like this, he needs a psychologist even more."

After speaking, he turned to Anderson, Dai Li and the others, saying, "The Northern Province is now in chaos; if you plan to recuperate, you can come with me to Pas River Valley."

Then he looked at Kelei En and added, "By the way, you need a psychologist."

Kelei En nodded and chuckled lightly, "No problem, I'm not opposed to treatment."

Anderson sized up Kelei En for a while, then suddenly complained, "It always seems that after a mental issue, that GerMan Sparo guy becomes much more normal."

"So you're saying that ever since getting a mental illness, the whole person's mental state has improved?" Leike Dun glanced at Anderson, offered no rebuttal, and placed his hands on Kelei En's and Anderson's shoulders respectively.

Leonard hesitated, looked at Dai Li, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Dai Li glanced away, not meeting Leonard's eyes, and said on her own, "I'll temporarily conceal your whereabouts; you can go find someone to do something relaxing for your body and mind. Of course, remember to take proper safety measures."

"Or, you intend to leave the church. Don't tell me about that; I also need to adjust my own condition, and I'm not your doting sister."

As the words fell, Dai Li lifted her hand, brushed the stray hair from her forehead, turned, and headed toward Bailunsi Port.

"Wait a moment, this still needs a bit of ceremony."

Kelei En broke free from Leike Dun's grasp, walked to the badly damaged body of Ins Zangweier, and pulled a stack of tarot cards from an inner pocket, scattering them.

A star card facing up landed precisely over his shattered skull.

Having done all that, he turned back to Leike Dun's side and chuckled,

"Let's go. I need to find a quiet place, get a good sleep, then find a qualified psychologist to give me mental treatment."

Leike Dun nodded, placed his hand again on Kelei En's shoulder; meanwhile, Leonard also rested his hand on Kelei En's shoulder, and the few figures quickly grew faint until they faded away.

In the Pas outskirts manor, several silhouettes swiftly sketched themselves in the hall. Leike Dun raised his hand, grasped at mid‑air, and specks of starlight spilled from his fingertips, outlining an illusory "door".

He easily pulled Tu Ba Ge out from the other side of the "door".

Tu Ba Ge, wearing a white shirt, black vest, a half‑high silk top hat, and a miniature revolver at his waist, was kicking his legs in midair.

"Damn fat cats, put me down quickly!"

Leike Dun twitched his mouth, lifted his hand, patted Tu Ba Ge's head, and set him down, saying, "Show the guests some hospitality; I have to step away for a while."

As the words fell, Leike Dun's body instantly became ethereal, breaking into streams of pure, tangled information, sinking into the spirit realm.

Realizing it wasn't the prank of the two artisan cats, Tu Ba Ge scratched his head, turned awkwardly, removed his half‑high silk top hat, placed it on his chest, bowed, and said, "Alright, boss."

Anderson's expression turned odd as he lingered over Tu Ba Ge and Kelei En, wondering whether the rabbit was imitating GerMan Sparo, or imitating him in front of GerMan Sparo himself—wasn't he afraid of being killed or roasted on the spot?

Kelei En looked at the clumsily mimicking Tu Ba Ge, tugged his mouth corner, and, with a self‑perceived gentle smile, said, "Heh, the imitation is decent; compared to a 'Cultivator', perhaps a 'Diviner' suits you better."

"Unfortunately, those two paths can't be interchanged."

"Your smile is so nauseating, it's like a leech rabbit, with all the worms under your skin writhing; even crows would instinctively peck at you when they see it."

Mid‑sentence, Tu Ba Ge stepped back two paces, then felt it was impolite; he quickly halted, fished a bottle of pale‑yellow liquid in a glass test tube from a small pocket inside his black vest, handed it to Kelei En, and said, "This is a calming agent; it can help you control your emotions, make you desire nothing for a short time, and soothe your condition."

"Hmm, should I say thank you?"

Kelei En grinned, pulling out a hollow, insincere smile, took the potion from Tu Ba Ge's hand, pulled the stopper, and poured it straight into his mouth.

Kelei En smacked his lips, savoring the taste, and said, "It tastes a bit bitter."

Tu Ba Ge scratched his head, whispered, "This is a potion I give to extraordinary beasts; their taste buds aren't exactly like humans."

"Retracting my earlier words, compared to a 'Diviner', you're more suited to be a 'Hunter'."

Kelei En said flatly, "If the Secret Pair transformation weren't irreversible, I'd already be making Tu Ba Ge smash his head into the ground."

The potion took effect quickly; Kelei En shook his head, found a random chair before lying down, stared blankly ahead, his whole being becoming unusually calm, with no ripple; the transparent worms under his skin faded, and his face regained some color.

Anderson looked at Tu Ba Ge in astonishment; he hadn't expected the potion to work so well, slapped his tongue twice, and chuckled at Tu Ba Ge:

"Um, Mr. Rabbit, could you arrange a room for me? I just went through a battle and need a proper rest."

Tu Ba Ge looked up and surveyed Anderson for a moment, then slapped the ground, summoning a half‑transparent figure with only half a head, and said, "Just follow it; if you need anything you can directly call the manor's undead or nature spirits—they're trained and qualified servants."

"Your body is healthy, with only minor residual contamination; sleep, have a nightmare, and that'll be fine."

"Alright, if there's nothing else, don't disturb me; in this manor, any place you can enter is free for you to move about."

After speaking, Tu Ba Ge hopped away toward the back of the hall, moving so fast that a afterimage trailed behind him.

Anderson watched Tu Ba Ge's retreating figure and clicked his tongue twice.

Is this the advantage of the animal-consuming demon elixir? This speed, ordinary 'cultivator' path cannot be reached by extraordinary ones.

Leonard didn't respond, he turned his head to look at the crystal chandelier above, and said calmly:

"Please help me move my companion into the room."

After saying that, he uncertainly looked at the natural spirit attached to the chandelier; although "Soul Shepherd" can already see spiritual beings, they cannot directly communicate with them, and at least need to become a 'Spirit Witch' to overcome the language barrier.

However, the natural spirit attached to the chandelier seemed to understand his words; its semi-transparent body floated out from the chandelier, its upper body resembling a young infant, its lower body a roe deer.

After leaving the chandelier, it directly attached to the chair Klein was sitting on, moving both the person and the chair.

(End of chapter)