Above Destiny

Chapter 683 Inheritance and Plea

After everyone had made their choices, Ji Jue was still leading his mule team through the ruins, picking and choosing, wishing he could even carry back the stones.

There was nothing we could do; we were genuinely poor.

They didn't even spare the fragments after the explosion, let alone all sorts of broken things.

The soul of a junk collector is burning brightly!

For a moment, everyone felt a pang of sympathy. How could Ye Xian have raised such a student? The child must have been starving... Ji Jue had made such a big concession, yet everyone still had to fight over the trash.

If the child likes it, let them take it.

only……

After cleaning up the debris and confirming there was no residual contamination, Ji Jue suddenly waved: "Hey, Captain, come take a look at this..."

In the deep pit cleared by mules and horses, a collapsed mark suddenly appeared, faintly bearing the aura of the Gate of Eternity.

It seems that something was taken away when the workshop was completely destroyed.

The arrangement was too secretive and too well hidden.

But for Ji Jue, the traces left by the Gate of Eternity were almost highlighted in the Doomsday Express's detection system, so how could he possibly ignore them?

More importantly, in the deep pit of the remaining ruins, there is a strange emblem.

It resembles an imperfect overlap of squares and triangles, which at first glance seems strange, but after looking at it for a while, it feels so harmonious, as if it points directly to the essence of alchemy, infinitely mysterious, making people want to think about it carefully, and want to reach out and touch it...

As soon as he raised his hand, Ji Jue recoiled as if he had been electrocuted, his back drenched in sweat.

So evil!

It was clearly a pattern without any spiritual aura or other allure, but the more the craftsman studied it, the more it seemed to contain infinite truths.

It's practically a trap for competitors!

"The old man who cuts the anvil?"

The captain narrowed his eyes, his expression grim: "It's been hundreds of years... how come this old thing is still alive?"

Another master craftsman in the depths!
No, compared to that arrogant guy Kengen who doesn't even bother to integrate the Great Evil Divine Essence, this guy is the true chosen one!
More than four hundred years ago, the craftsman who grasped the Great Evil Divine Essence in his hands the moment the Stagnant Corruption emerged from chaos... If the Great Evil Company had employee numbers, then in the heart of the Stagnant Corruption furnace, this person's employee number would be at least 0002!

But the fact that his emblem appeared in the workshop of Dust and Haze indicates that the relationship between Dust and Haze is definitely not as simple as originally thought.

There might be something even deeper going on behind the scenes...

"You've done a great job, bricklayer."

The captain patted him on the shoulder, said nothing more, and directly dug out the iron stone engraved with the emblem, then sealed it away for safekeeping.

Ji Jue didn't ask any more questions, and didn't even try to negotiate for the compensation.

Everyone else pretended not to see it and looked around.

The water is too deep, the water is too cold, nobody wants to get involved. Where do these lowly wage earners get so much sense of ownership? Let those who want to manage it manage it.

On the way back, no one mentioned what had just happened, as if there had been no severe punishment at all, and it was just a simple sea fishing trip.

Until the ship docks and we part ways at the port.

Huang Xu was the first to wrap up the flame-shaped sword and turn to leave.

Then there's Hu Jian.

Finally, the veterinarian, who had created a youthful makeup look based on a beauty blogger's video, smiled sweetly at Ji Jue, stood on tiptoe, and affectionately patted his head.

"Not bad, kid. Even better than Egonu said. If you ever want to study life sciences, remember to come find me."

"Definitely next time."

Ji Jue nodded decisively, without hesitation.

The elderly veterinarian chuckled and walked away with the dog on its leash.

Ji Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief after walking a long way.

He turned to look at the captain.

The captain sat on the deck, still smoking his pipe, without saying a word.

There was no goodbye.

My part-time job is over.

A healthy workplace relationship should be like this: cooperate as much as possible during work hours, and remain strangers and never disturb each other after get off work.

Even if you see them, pretend you didn't.

Ji Jue smiled and nodded goodbye.

In the quiet early morning at the dock, the last mechanical mule, carrying large and small packages, entered the truck he had rented in advance, and the door closed.

The truck started up, and by the time it was driven back to the rental company, the truck was completely empty.

Apart from the agreed-upon rental fee, there wasn't a soul in the driver's seat!

On this remote island, this became an extraordinary story, causing a great stir and giving rise to several different versions: supernatural, science fiction, suspense, and classic mystery, as well as the wife cheating on her husband... Throughout the entire incident, apart from the renter's emotional distress, no one was harmed.

This includes the feelings of car rental owners.

Five times the rent, and paid directly in precious metals, is enough to make anyone grin from ear to ear. It doesn't matter if it's a ghost or a monster, or even if the person renting the car is Godzilla... The only thing I can't stop thinking about is, bro, will you come again next time?
At this moment, Ji Jue was already immersed in working day and night!
For four or five consecutive days, I worked non-stop, piecing things together from various sources.

Finally, it's all done!
"I hereby declare—"

Ji Jue, hands on his hips, threw his head back and laughed wildly: "I'm fucking invincible! Hahahaha!!!"

After hastily returning to Punabantu, he simply handed over all the materials and blessings to Isis for registration and storage, without even glancing at them.

Instead, he buried his head in the pile of garbage he had brought back.

I worked so hard I forgot to eat and sleep. That's the biggest takeaway from this part-time job!
My darling, my darling, you're all my darlings...

Right before him was a dilapidated furnace, pieced together and patched up, which had finally been barely welded and reconnected.

It's not even complete; it's riddled with holes, yet all the structures have been reassembled. Even the control panel is an original piece painstakingly pieced together by Ji Jue.

Original soup and original food!

Although it has gone a bit off, who says it can't be eaten or used?
Besides, who would expect a furnace that's already exploded two or three times to continue working...?

As long as the spirit remains, that's enough!

Six hours later, after a good night's sleep, Ji Jue took a bath, changed clothes, burned incense, and washed his face. He then came to the reassembled furnace again and carefully inspected it from the inside out and from top to bottom. He then went to great lengths to reinforce it with more than ten times the amount of materials.

Make sure this furnace can be turned upside down again.

even once!
Once is enough...

"—Deus Ex!"

boom! ! !
With a deep, muffled thud, the furnace shook, then shook again, violently trembling like a tractor, and the ancient flames faintly rekindled from the ashes.

Like a candle flickering in the wind.

It illuminated Ji Jue's eyes.

The dead soul was pieced back together, and in this blessing, it felt pain and life, letting out a long groan.

Like a giant whale gradually sinking into the sea, lonely and lost.

I see... I understand now.

The spirit of creation, nurtured by generations of artisans, remained silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Please give me your hand."

Ji Jue didn't move, but looked at the projection beside him.

The silvery light flowed like a gentle hand, pressing down on the control panel and continuing through it.

Spiritual infusion.

Then, under the pull of the furnace, the casting inside began once again... It was incredibly smooth, with no signs of damage whatsoever, and its agility was even stronger than the one Ji Juexin had just bought.

Starting from scratch, the presentation provided a concise overview of the basics and fundamentals. Then, using the provided materials, the presentation tirelessly demonstrated various applications and variations. Finally, amidst the immense pressure of the furnace almost completely melting and exploding, secret techniques and skills were revealed...

Even if I try my best, this is all I can do.

Like a craftsman who has climbed out of the ICU and is now burning with the last embers of his life, he gives his all in this brief moment of respite, sharing everything he knows.

More techniques that could not be demonstrated, as well as theories and extensions that were too complex to be demonstrated, have been transmitted through communication between the spirits of creation.

From beginning to end, there was no superfluous talk. Like an old man nearing his end who had seen through everything, he defied the laws and constraints engraved in his core and liberated everything.

And so, that wisp of flame gradually dimmed.

went out.

The furnace was silent, cracked, collapsed, and turned to ashes.

Just like dust and haze rising and falling.

Only his final words and plea remained:
[From now on, I entrust the task of passing on the legacy of dust and haze to you.]

"..."

Ji Jue remained silent for a long time before nodding slightly.

A day later, under Isis's organization and compilation, all the heritage of the Dust and Haze Workshop was laid out before Ji Jue.

Although the core theories and techniques outlined in the book are only a few hundred thousand words long, when everything is laid out in detail and printed on paper, it piles up like a small mountain on the table.

It's breathtaking.

From the ancient times to the present, the accumulation of hundreds or thousands of years, and the achievements of several generations of craftsmen working one after another, are right before our eyes.

"It is profound and extensive."

After briefly flipping through it, Ji Jue sighed with admiration.

Unfortunately, the direction of the dust storm and what he was researching were not actually the same path...

The key to the Triad Alchemy lies in the circulation between fluids, solids, and gases; ultimately, it is about the combination and interference of spirituality and materiality.

The focus is on purification and integration.

The realm of dust and haze, on the other hand, leans towards the connection between "all" and "one," emphasizing the unity of all and the transformation of one into many.

The focus is on ascension and transformation.

Each has its strengths, which brought Ji Jue a lot of inspiration. It's true that learning from others can be helpful, but unfortunately, there aren't many areas where they complement each other...

It's like saying that railways and airships are both modes of transportation and therefore a perfect match.

From the very beginning, the two sides were completely different in their direction.

A complete academic school of thought must be able to coexist harmoniously from top to bottom. However, this strong interconnectedness leads to the fact that the essence is found within the dross.

If you want to discard the dross, you must discard the essence.

These days, not every dog ​​is called a "heavenly furnace," and it's hard to have both.

Ji Jue can only use it as a reference. It's not like he hasn't eaten or seen it before. He wouldn't throw away all his research just for the sake of inheriting the dust and haze, would he?

Besides, who said that he went to great lengths to retrieve this set of traditions for his own use?

　Ah, it's almost the end of the month, please give me a monthly vote!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)