Chapter 600: You're so brave, do your family members know?

"Two elders, you see, I truly didn't lie; can we leave now?"

Sensing the atmosphere growing increasingly ominous, Zhang Chulan immediately decided that of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing was the best, and tested the waters in a low voice.

"Heh heh."

Wang Ai wore a smile again, but it was a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and he let out a laugh like a night owl:

"You can certainly leave, but you must pass one final test."

"What test?"

At this moment, Zhang Jie, who had been silent, spoke up.

Wang Ai raised a finger and pointed at Lu Gong: "The Lu family's Soul-Brightening Technique can probe memories;

as long as you let him probe your memories to verify that you truly do not know about the Origin of Qi,

I will not only let you leave, but I will also have a gift of apology for you."

"Probe our memories? No, absolutely not!"

Before Zhang Jie could speak, Zhang Chulan slammed the table and stood up, his face turning ashen.

Not to mention that the Origin of Qi was right there in his mind, and would be exposed once Lu Gong probed his memories.

Even if he knew nothing about the Origin of Qi, he would never let anyone probe his memories.

Memories are such private things—how could they be allowed to be peeked at by others?

Judge by actions, not by thoughts; if you judge by thoughts, there is no perfect person in the world.

Who doesn't have a few unspeakable private matters in their heart?

Perhaps a youthful infatuation, or some unrealistic fantasy,

or perhaps a private matter that would lead to immediate social death if exposed.

Letting others view one's own memories is even more naked than being unclothed.

Memories are even more private than being naked!

Moreover, heaven knows if Lu Gong would pull any tricks while probing the memories.

By the time he finished probing, it was hard to say if Zhang Chulan would still be the same Zhang Chulan.

"Young man, calm down, calm down."

Lu Ci pressed his hand down, signaling Zhang Chulan to be patient.

"You all want to see my memories; how can you expect me to be calm?"

With him saying this, Zhang Chulan became even more agitated.

He secretly glanced at Zhang Jie from the corner of his eye and saw that Brother Jie was still sitting calmly, clearly confident,

which gave him a sense of security, and he was nearly pointing at Wang Ai and Lu Ci's noses to curse them.

Seeing this, Lu Ci had to explain: "Although my Lu family's Soul-Brightening Technique is named 'Soul-Brightening,'

it absolutely does not have the ability to probe every single thread of another person's memory;

at most, it can only roughly view some important events, and it is very blurry.

Brother Wang's proposal is to further confirm the matter of the Origin of Qi,

and it is no different from those technological lie detectors in the government offices.

As long as you two do not know about the Origin of Qi, you will definitely pass the test, and your privacy will not be exposed."

Lu Gong, who had been treated as a tool, also chimed in:

"My Lu family's Soul-Brightening Technique is based on bloodline inheritance; the purer the bloodline, the more powerful the Soul-Brightening Technique;

unfortunately, my bloodline purity is insufficient, and the awakened Soul-Brightening Technique is far from capable of detailed memory probing.

Comparing it to modern technology, if the subject's memory is a database,

then my Soul-Brightening Technique is a search engine.

I can only search for relevant information existing in the database through keywords;

and other information, as well as information not in the database, I cannot see at all."

Zhang Chulan was suddenly thoughtful.

The Lu Liang he had encountered before was said to be a traitor to the Lu family.

Lu Liang had revealed at the time that the only way to carefully view memories was soul-searching.

Once soul-searched, the victim would either die or become a fool who could only say "Aba Aba, Aba Aba."

He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Then whose Soul-Brightening Technique is more powerful, yours or Lu Liang's?"

Lu Gong's expression turned gloomy instantly, clearly not fond of the name Lu Liang;

but thinking of the importance of Zhang Chulan, or rather the potential Origin of Qi he might possess, he spoke reluctantly:

"Although I don't want to admit it, in terms of bloodline purity and the Soul-Brightening Technique alone, he is above me."

After finishing, he added viciously:

"That guy Lu Liang, daring to betray the family—I will definitely kill him later!"

The intensity of the hatred and the depth of the killing intent made Zhang Chulan feel alarmed.

He couldn't help but wonder what Lu Liang had actually done to the Lu family

to make Lu Ci, who was originally his own family, harbor such intense hatred and killing intent.

And what exactly had the others in the Lu family done to Lu Liang

to make someone who should have been the future pillar of the Lu family willing to betray them, join the Quansheng,

and become a Quansheng demon that everyone shouted to kill, just to escape the Lu family.

The story behind this might not be very interesting, but it was certainly cruel.

"How about it, Zhang Jie, Zhang Chulan, have you considered it?

This probe will definitely not cause you any harm,

and we will have a compensation afterwards that will surely satisfy you."

Lu Ci was worthy of being an old guy who had controlled the Lu family for nearly a hundred years, keeping the Lu family not only from falling but thriving,

with deep city-like cunning; Lu Gong's words full of hatred and killing intent didn't show the slightest bit on him.

"We refuse. Chulan, let's go."

Zhang Jie chose to refuse without hesitation, standing up and heading toward the outside of the hall.

Although he could guarantee that even if he didn't set up any defenses, Lu Gong couldn't view a single shred of his memories,

he was no pushover to let others view his memories just because they guided him.

That is to say, the world of the extraordinary ultimately leaned toward order and peace; if this were the world of *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* or *Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Sabre*,

Wang Ai and Lu Ci's words alone would have been enough to warrant the execution of their nine generations.

Showing disrespect before the hall was already a crime of great irreverence, let alone peeking at the memories of the Great Emperor.

The "Imperial Escape: Nine Generations Stripping Technique" was prepared for such guys.

"Alright, Brother Jie."

Zhang Chulan was also wary of such things and followed closely behind Zhang Jie.

"Heh heh heh, since you won't accept the toast, you'll have to accept the forfeit!"

Wang Ai laughed strangely, fiercely striking his dragon-headed cane, and countless black Qi surged from his body.

A powerful aura radiated from him, as if the person sitting in that grand chair

was not a decrepit old man over a hundred years old, but a wild beast that roamed the heavens and earth, slaughtering all living things.

Countless black Qi filled the main hall, sealing the courtyard gate tightly.

At this moment, the sunlight in the hall dimmed by several degrees.

Even the sun had to retreat in the face of power at the level of the Ten Elders!

Even if limited to this small patch of land, this was still extraordinary.

The gold content of the top powerhouses in the extraordinary world was evident.

"What, is Elder Wang trying to forcibly keep our fellow disciples here?"

Zhang Jie looked at Wang Ai with the eyes of someone looking at a rare beast.

You're so brave, does your family know?

Although Zhang Chulan hadn't fully returned to his roots and been initiated into the Heavenly Old Tian Shi Fu, recorded in the registers,

he had already received the Old Heavenly Master's real-name certification and was a genuine disciple of the Heavenly Old Tian Shi Fu.

If anyone had any objections, they were welcome to go reason with the Old Heavenly Master.

And although he, Zhang Jie, was not well-versed in his craft and had left the mountain to run to the Company's North China branch to make a living,

his Long Hu register was still on the books; he was an unquestionable disciple of the Heavenly Old Tian Shi Fu.

It was perfectly normal for him and Zhang Chulan to address each other as fellow disciples.

As for the question of who was the senior and who was the junior.

Zhang Chulan looked at Brother Jie's fist, which was bigger than a sandbag, and very sensibly acknowledged himself as the junior.

Of course, long-standing habits made him uncomfortable with "Senior," so "Brother Jie" was still smoother to call. ===== CHAPTER 601 =====