Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 1093: The Filial Piety Series
Chapter 1093 -1093: The Filial Piety Series
Lin Shen first put away the Divine Soul of White Impermanence, then picked up the Aberrant Source and casually tried to activate it.
The Paper Man is an Upper Rank Deformed Species, and it is said that one needs an Upper Rank level to activate it, so probably it couldn’t be used right now.
Who would have thought that the Aberrant Source would directly transform into a white Mourning Stick.
Upper Divine Beast Aberrant Divine Artifact: Mourning Stick of White Impermanence.
Type: Filial Piety.
Usage Requirement: Filial Piety.
Hardness: 80,000.
Toughness: 80,000.
Aberrant Trait: Ancestors’ Blessing. freēnovelkiss.com
“An Upper Rank Divine Artifact with no grade requirement!” Lin Shen was initially delighted, but upon closer examination, he noticed the type requirement. And the requirement was an unheard-of type, Filial Piety, which left him slightly disappointed.
Although it was a no-grade Divine Artifact, the Filial Piety type was too niche. Lin Shen had never heard of it, and there were likely very few people cultivating the power of this type. If he wanted to sell it, the chances of obtaining a high value were relatively low.
Of course, if it met the right person, it might fetch an astronomical price.
Lin Shen attempted to use his Law Matrix to activate the Aberrant Trait, and it was surprisingly easy to activate the Ancestors’ Blessing.
He then saw the Mourning Stick emit a white glow. The glow was smoky and mist-like, carrying a somewhat eerie ghostly aura. But when it shone on his body, he suddenly felt as if a Ghost God had possessed him, his body brimming with immense strength.
“Upper Rank Divine Artifacts are amazing, no wonder they’re so hard to kill.” Lin Shen put away the Mourning Stick for now. It looked too inauspicious, and its effects didn’t seem as good as expected. He felt it was inferior to that Protection of the Gods ring.
Since Lin Shen himself didn’t want to use it, he thought that in the future, he could trade it for a Divine Artifact he could actually use.
Wei Wufu kept his gaze fixed on the black coffin, guarding against anything like demons or ghosts emerging from it.
Lin Shen was about to try opening the coffin to see if there was anything inside when footsteps echoed from deep within the long street.
Turning his head, he saw a charming woman walking out from the depths of the long street.
“There are indeed people here…” Lin Shen exchanged a glance with Wei, both thinking that this was not unexpected.
Although Deformed Species had extraordinarily high intelligence, their nature was inherently destructive, and they usually did not construct things.
A city of this scale, if there weren’t any Divine Beings, would indeed be strange.
The woman approached, but she didn’t seem to have any intention of fighting Lin Shen and Wei. Smiling, she said, “Two esteemed guests have come from afar. Apologies for not welcoming you earlier. I hope you’ll forgive me.”
As she spoke, the woman gracefully bowed to them both.
The saying goes, “You don’t hit a smiling face.” Moreover, this was her territory, so Lin Shen refrained from acting first. He looked at the woman and asked, “Who are you people? Why did you take our friend?”
“Esteemed guest, those are harsh words. How could one use a word like ‘take’? My master admires your friend’s talent and invited them to the mansion. The two hit it off and had a pleasant conversation. Now, they are deeply in love and have decided to marry. Your timing is perfect. Since you are good friends of the groom, you can bear witness to this grand occasion and act as his family from the bridegroom’s side.”
Lin Shen and Wei Wufu were dumbfounded. This was truly turning black into white, life into death.
Wei Wufu wanted to explode in anger and act, but Lin Shen quickly restrained him. He said to the woman, “Since it’s a joyous occasion for our friend, it’s only right for us to attend. But I’m still curious—who is the bride?”
“My master’s surname is Yan, and her name is Li. She is the City Lord of Immortal-Returning City,” the woman said with a radiant smile. “The auspicious hour is near. Please follow me inside to attend the wedding.”
“Alright.” Lin Shen called Wei to follow the woman inside.
There was no way to escape the street. Even if they killed the woman, it wouldn’t change anything. If they tried their best to escape, it was likely that the marriage had already concluded. They might as well go inside and see what was going on.
Lin Shen thought to himself, “I never imagined I’d have the chance to pull off a groom-snatching stunt at a wedding in my lifetime.”
He had already resolved to rescue Di Esi during the ceremony.
Under the woman’s guidance, the scenery on both sides of the street began to change peculiarly, and soon the three reached the end of the long street.
The end of the street led directly to the courtyard of a palace. The gate to the courtyard was open, draped with red silk flowers and red lanterns.
The two walked into the courtyard and saw that it was filled with tables—probably hundreds of them. Every single table was occupied.
Strangely, despite the sheer number of people in the courtyard—at least several thousand—there wasn’t a single sound.
Once they entered, all the people’s eyes turned to them, their gazes indifferent and devoid of expression, making their hair stand on end.
“Honored guests, please take your seats. The wedding is about to begin,” the woman guided them to an empty table and invited them to sit down.
Lin Shen sat down and looked toward the palace behind them. Its main gate was also open, and inside, a Divine Statue was enshrined.
Lin Shen couldn’t identify the Divine Statue or its significance. The palace gate lacked any plaque, leaving its purpose a mystery.
Originally, Lin Shen had thought this palace was the residence of City Lord Yan, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case.
The interior and exterior of the palace were adorned with decorations for the wedding, which gave it an air of celebration. Rows of bright red lanterns added a festive touch, though the atmosphere still felt inexplicably strange.
One would expect a wedding to be lively, but here silence reigned. Everyone sat like wooden puppets—not talking, eating, or drinking.
Moreover, the tables were empty, devoid of food or drinks.
Typically, a banquet begins after the wedding ceremony, but before the ceremony, there are usually snacks and candies offered to the guests.
However, here the tables were bare, not even a single plate in sight.
The guests sat so unnaturally still that one might suspect they were Paper People.
A closer inspection, however, revealed that they were genuine Divine Beings made of flesh and blood, not transformations of Deformed Species.
After the woman excused herself and left, a few more people walked over and joined their table, filling it completely.
“May I know your name, friend?” Lin Shen examined the man sitting beside him and asked, trying to discern whether they were truly alive.
“Die Fast…” The man glanced at Lin Shen and replied. His neck twisted unnaturally, his body remaining completely still as only his head moved.
“Is Brother Fast on the bride’s side?” Lin Shen attempted some awkward small talk before turning to the man on his other side. “And may I know this friend’s name?”
“Die Early…” The man twisted his neck in the same bizarre manner and answered.
“Die Fast… Die Early… It’s hard to say if those are truly their names or if they’re hinting at something ominous…” Lin Shen pondered in his heart.
