musicians of old

Chapter 947 Sun
On the rooftop, the morning light grew brighter, gradually revealing the skyline of San Porto, with chimneys, bell towers, and church spires all gilded with a golden edge.

Fan Ning gazed at the mountains for a long time, just as he had before when standing on the cliff and looking out at the surrounding peaks.

It brings dawn, that's wonderful.

The sun rising normally is a gift from the new world, the greatest favor that fate bestows upon the living.

However, in a sense
The sun we see today is an illusion.

Perhaps it's not entirely accurate to say that, but the sun, like other matter in the waking world, is merely a superficial phenomenon. The sun was once the most understandable image of "the unfailing fire," but now, that "unfailing fire" is gone.

Those who study the "Candle" and ascend to higher levels may possess the ability to bring dawn. For example, when the nameless saint intervened to stop Pogrerich in the San Perto region, it was still dawn when a blood-red, molten gold sun slowly rose along the earth's veins.

But those were all temporary and involved a tremendous drain on divine power.

Only by being a dwelling place can one truly control the movement of celestial bodies and the good or bad of the year, truly participate in and witness the process of all disputes, judgments, slanders or praises of history, and eternally illuminate the world with one's own principles in some concrete form.

The "Undying Flame" is gone; all of this should have been Fanning's doing now.

Fan Ning, in his current so-called "Sixth Order," looking across countless generations, might find twenty or thirty or even more witnesses, but there is no second example like him: driven by art to ascend mysteriously, a pioneer who has been able to practice the "Power of Creation," a fully purified "Pureroma," and a "Gree" who has already reached the seventh level. He has long since obtained the right to pass through the wound of the "Gate of the Dome," but has not yet passed through. Once he passes through, he will replace the former status and order of the sun, and even the classification of origin will be difficult to understand, not knowing whether to be attributed to the Source God of Matter or the Source God of Realm.

But since the fact is that we haven't traveled through it yet, we are still just ordinary beings.

The daily dawn had taken a heavy toll on his divine nature, which held six higher levels of authority.

The dangerous elements are right, maybe another month, or two?

"So when are you planning to die?" Fan Ning asked calmly, using the same sentence structure, after gazing into the distance for a long time.

“My personal matters are neither a cause for concern nor important.” Mr. F, with a cigarette between his fingers, paced behind him, slowly exhaling a thin stream of smoke. “Only your ascension to the position of Witness Lord is equally not a cause for concern—because it is far too simple for you—but it is very important, extremely important.”

“Every pioneer walks his own unique path, and this achievement is paramount to him, above all else.” Fanning finally turned around, his eyes burning with a divine fire that was both glass and light, contemptuous, cruel, and devoid of pity. “—That means what you originally expressed yourself at the top of the tower, so if I were you now, I would die.”

After presenting his gift to the new world that day, Fanning quickly located the true form of this dangerous individual.

The real reason was that this person's behavior was too arrogant. He was originally good at hiding in secret history, which made his whereabouts more ambiguous and cost Fan Ning a lot of time and energy. If it weren't for that moment when he appeared on the opposite mountain peak.

But when Fan Ning tried to kill him, he realized why the other party was so fearless.

This person actually managed to "whitewash" his own image.

It's unclear exactly when, but it was probably after Pogrerich's fall and before Fanning realized the "three things are insignificant" and completed his ascension and passage through the door. Most likely, it was when the dangerous elements discovered the key was out of control. This person, taking advantage of the special process of the "birth of a new world," deliberately misled the world, identifying his mystical identity as that of a "surviving artist"!
This is due to the cunning of dangerous elements and the chaotic nature of "derivatives," as well as its connection to the "creation blueprint" of the old industrial world at the time. Countless people on the verge of collapse were salvaged and transplanted there, which gave dangerous elements an excellent opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Of course, this kind of "whitewashing" is somewhat self-deceptive. Although it can fool others, Fan Ning can see through his disguise in an instant. But the key is that this person has taken advantage of the situation to grow on an "artery". Fan Ning cannot "violently remove" him without shaking the foundation of the new world - unless this person will do something stupid and accumulate evil reputation again, but he will not be so stupid. This is to actively decouple and give Fan Ning a chance.

So, after all that, Fanning still didn't know what this person's intentions were. "The Undying Flame" and "The Endless Fugue" were destroyed by the Divine Descent Society, the concept of "The Old Days" was destroyed by Fanning, and "The Serpent of Truth" and "The Moon of Noon" were dealt with by Pogrerich before his death. These five witnesses associated with the Great Deeds had all lost their significance in the New World.

In other words, the "trinity" of the path of light and the path of night has completely and irreversibly failed.

So what is he still painstakingly doing here?
“If you choose to live a life of complacency, then lie down completely and honestly.” Fan Ning glanced at the face under the top hat, took a few steps, squatted down in front of several oil paintings, and slowly ran his hand over them, taking away the excess moisture. “Otherwise, if at any moment I make up my mind to have a major surgery that will damage my bones and bones, even if it takes thousands of years to repair the wound afterwards, as soon as this thought pops into my head, you will find that there is no going back.”

Fan Ning's words mainly conveyed a sense of threat. In reality, he was only 70% confident that the "bone-breaking" effects could be reversed, while the remaining 30% risk was irreversible. He hoped that this dangerous individual would think it through and, if he truly valued his life, then he should value it properly.

Given his current strength, after being severely injured by Pogrelic and the failure of his own great achievements, he is probably at the average level of a sixth-level "Derivative" stage cultivator who does not follow the pioneering path.

Although Fanning could absolutely crush him head-on, he would still be an extremely terrifying and perhaps even unrivaled powerhouse in the current world.

This is why Fanning "invited" this person to stay in the same villa as her. As for why the two "hit it off" so quickly, and why the other party was "happy to accept the invitation," it's because...
“I’m staying here to witness you walk through the door.” Mr. F didn’t seem to care much about Fanning’s warning. He stubbed out his cigarette butt and chuckled. “As for things like ‘infamy,’ if there’s any attention-grabbing activity from any secret organizations lately, feel free to let me know, and I’m willing to help investigate and handle it.”

Fanning frowned at the paradox and contrast in the other person's words.

On the other hand, if I were to choose to ascend to the position of Witness in the next moment, not only would the divine consumption of "bringing the dawn" no longer be a burden, but the side effects and risks of dealing with this dangerous element would also change from "major damage" to "negligible".

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"Oh, right, there's another related issue. I'd like to offer a friendly reminder: regardless of the type of 'Pillar of the Trinity,' its ultimate purpose is to 'enter, possess, and even surpass the radiance.'"

Mr. F added.

"In other words, all 'paths' ultimately connect to the 'convergence point.' Hehe, if a surgery leaves a small misalignment for too long, the possibility of withering or infection will increase day by day. Therefore, even without considering the issue of passing through doors, the weary and filthy life of the mortal world has already entered a joyful countdown."

"Karon, come down for breakfast!" Hilan's voice could be faintly heard from below the stairs.

Eating breakfast. Fan Ning was inexplicably touched. The word was too ordinary, too specific, yet somewhat unfamiliar.

The cold wind and "sunshine" on the rooftop seemed to be isolated in another dimension by this call.

"I heard you!" he replied.

“I won’t go,” Mr. F said with a smile, but then added, “Just send someone to deliver it to the northwest corner attic.”

"You, an order enforcer, also need to eat?" Fan Ning's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"The morning burnt offering, the evening grain offering, the king's delight offering—the ancient Mithraian congregation, including the priests, would begin to eat the offerings in the sanctuary of the Candle Rock, the teachings of which you are more familiar with than I am. The baked bread became the aroma that satisfied God, and also the food that satisfied man."

Mr. F bowed and thanked Fan Ning before his figure slowly disappeared.

"Thank you for your help. I'd like a loaf of bread with thick icing, but not too burnt. Could you also add a spoonful of honey to my Earl Grey tea, and if it's not too much trouble, could you also cut a slice of lemon?"