Storm of Gods

Chapter 248 Mythical Forms

In the evening, Li Xin borrowed a carriage from Simmons to pick up Christie. When the carriage arrived at the entrance of Hexbirds, he didn't go in but waited outside. In the afternoon, Li Xin had planned to buy a more formal suit, but when he got to the clothing store, he realized he had overthought it. The store was located in St. George's District and wasn't particularly high-end. Custom-made suits would take at least a week. When he inquired about the prices, Li Xin wondered if he had misheard. The shopkeeper kept explaining to him the various accessories and trinkets, and that none of them were dispensable; without them, it wouldn't be formal.

In the end, Li Xin chose the Night Watcher's uniform. This one was relatively simple and was provided by Hexbird News. Li Xin didn't usually wear it. It was clean and tidy, the style was quite formal, and the material was good. Although it had some tags, it was still a uniform.

Leaning against the carriage and looking at the sky, Li Xin rummaged through his pockets, eventually putting both hands in them. He had been so busy lately that he had forgotten to get some cigars from Simmons.

I thought I would have to wait a long time, but it only took about ten minutes. Christy came out wearing a white off-shoulder dress, with a pearl necklace around her long, slender neck. Her long, golden hair was elegantly styled in an updo, and she wore a matching string of pearl earrings. She also wore a pale yellow hat with a flower on the left side.

At that moment, Li Xin suddenly understood the "formal" the clothing store owner had mentioned. Every detail was a ritual; refinement and elegance were strung together by one detail after another, and it was never simple.

pretty!

"Can I still see it?" Christie gracefully performed a half-squatting aristocratic curtsy.

Li Xin shook his head helplessly, "If you do this, others will think I'm a follower."

Christie extended her hand. "A real man doesn't need these external things. I am your best adornment."

Li Xin held Christie's hand and helped her into the carriage. "Sister, although you've touched my heart, dinner still needs to be reimbursed by the company."

“Okay, I know,” Christie laughed. “We don’t need to save the president money; he’s been making a lot of money from you lately.”

Li Xin also boarded the carriage. The driver closed the door and, as someone trained by the George family, adopted a hands-off approach, saying, "Young Master Xin, we're setting off."

"Thank you." Li Xin nodded.

The carriage steadily made its way towards Ivory Coast.

"Has the manuscript been printed?" Li Xin asked. His only concern about The Grudges of Mount Utopia was whether it would be well-received by the locals. If the beginning went well, the people of Daoyuan would only find it more and more enjoyable.

“When I took it back, the editorial department was in an uproar, saying why you had so few manuscripts this time,” Christie said with a light laugh. “It’s rare to see the entire editorial department so united. Who knew you were really going to become a great writer?”

His talent has already overflowed, but only the person involved is unaware of it.

"What great writer? He just wrote a short story." Li Xin knew he wasn't that talented; he was just a reader with a good memory. "It's my luck that someone likes it."

Little did Christie know that Li Xin was shining brightly in her eyes. This kid always exuded charm unintentionally. Christie suddenly gave Li Xin a light kiss.

"Sister, what are you trying to do?" Li Xin's eyes widened. This was practically playing with fire! If it weren't for the fact that it was someone else's carriage...

"I just suddenly think you're a little bit handsome." Christie looked out the window.

Actually, Li Xin had a question he wanted to ask several times, but ultimately didn't, feeling it would be foolish to ask.

"Now that this article has been published, will the editor-in-chief give me my payment?"

“Definitely. With this volume out, it feels like the tide has turned. Compared to the Night Watchers, you’re more suited to be a literary giant,” Christie asked. She was somewhat curious, thinking she understood, but the more she interacted with the reader, the less she understood.

"No, it's not me." Li Xin shook his head. "Any news from Number Two?"

“We judged this to be a trap set by the Earth Church, but we didn’t expect that the person in charge of number two was not only a master who had activated the fifth life star, but also had someone skilled in stealth to provide backup. The Earth Church failed to track him down and suffered a double loss.” Christie said, tucking her hair back.

"The fifth life star?" Li Xin asked curiously. Different paths and the activation of different relics would bring different effects. Judging from Cancer's words, the fifth life star was the watershed.

“Yes, opening the fifth life star is a watershed moment in the hidden world. Those who can open the fifth life star are all outstanding individuals. The elder we are about to meet tonight is also one of them. In the hidden world, opening the fifth life star is considered true transcendence,” Christie explained.

What changes can the fifth life star bring?

“The most basic thing is the extension of lifespan, which is what humans are most interested in. If you are lucky, you may also have two other possibilities: a mythical form or a soul master,” Christie said. “Why are you interested in this?” “No one can resist the charm of secret knowledge, especially when it comes from my sister,” Li Xin said.

Christie giggled, her gaze sweeping across the room. She deliberately shifted the position of her long, slender, and fair legs, revealing an elegant curve. Her fair neck, translucent earlobes, and stunning profile, along with the subtle fragrance, created a powerful and captivating effect.

This is really a disaster. Li Xin barely managed to hold on thanks to the righteous spirit of the Chinese people cultivated by nine years of compulsory education. Even if Liu Xiahui were to be resurrected, he would have to call him a senior.

Of course, while he was attracted to her, he remained outwardly very composed, and his interactions with Christy were always a battle of wits between a man and a woman.

“Mythical forms, also known as mythical creature forms, are ancient phenomena that already exist in the soul. Gods and humans are essentially created by the Supreme God, and our souls contain a portion of the Supreme God's divinity. Of course, there are more gods, and they manifest themselves, but we are very rare. When a divine relic activates its fifth life star, it will unleash this power, sometimes successfully and sometimes unsuccessfully,” Christie said. “There is also the case of Soul Envoys. When the fifth life star is activated, the power emitted by the divine relic will attract some hidden creatures. They possess considerable power and abilities, but they all have some problems and predicaments. They can only get rid of these by relying on others. They will choose to sign a contract with the person who has activated their fifth life star, assisting that person in their growth. They will also benefit from this growth, thus escaping their predicament.”

Li Xin listened very carefully. The soul that was lying behind him in the cathedral that day was very likely the so-called Soul Envoy, which meant that the clerk of the Tribunal was at least a powerful person who had opened the fifth life star.

Sure enough, patience brings peace. But if the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King loses his temper, it's likely to end like that time when I was beaten with my hands in my pockets, not knowing how to fight back.

“The Inquisition’s Fresnel has a Soul Master who is skilled at tracking and understanding souls. He’s said to be very powerful. It’s not easy for you to come back unharmed,” Christie said with a smile.

"If I get caught, will my sister come to save me?" Li Xin asked.

"Guess?" Christie winked and smiled slyly.

The carriage slowly came to a stop. As expected of the George family, it stopped smoothly. Usually, when taking a carriage, the driver would practically throw the passenger out.

Li Xin opened the car door and helped Christie out. Their outfits were a bit mismatched, but they both thought it looked good. The waiters from the Blue Agate Ivory Bay Restaurant were already waiting at the door, and a red carpet had been laid out.

Li Xin and Christie looked at each other with suspicion. Was some important person coming tonight?
Christy knew far more about the Gourmets' Association than Li Xin did. All ancient secret organizations had unique status, and these organizations operated on a trade system, which ironically created a stable underlying order.

Worldly money is not without value, but it depends on the circumstances. The Gourmet Association happens to be one of the wealthiest organizations in Daoyuan. The person that Bocuse values ​​so highly must be a distinguished guest, someone qualified to do business with him. These ancient associations place great importance on rituals.

Li Xin and Christie were still hesitating about whether to leave when Manager Ansel jogged up to them with a big smile. "Mr. Li, Miss Christian, on behalf of the Gourmet Association, Ivory Blue Agate Bay Restaurant welcomes you both. Mr. Bocuse has made special preparations for you. Please come in."

"Do we have any distinguished guests today?" Li Xin asked casually.

“Today is a private event for the two of you, and we will not be entertaining any other guests,” Ansel said apologetically. “It was my oversight. When a VIP of the Gourmet Association has their first formal meal, we will not be entertaining any other guests. The chef will prepare a creative meal for you, and it will all be on the house. Of course, if you don’t mind, this is our association’s way of showing our sincerity.”

Li Xin, who had been forcing a smile, finally broke into a grin. Damn it, why didn't they say something so good sooner? He'd wasted a chance to show off in front of Christie. But that old man Bocuse was pretty savvy. No wonder the Gourmet Association was doing so well. Just for this service, he'd eat and drink to his heart's content tonight.

Christie knew about the Gourmets Association, but she was unaware of this kind of VIP treatment. Although she smiled, she didn't really feel anything inside. When dealing with secret organizations, there's never a free dinner.

Li Xin was aware of this, of course, but since he was already there, he might as well make the best of it and eat his fill, even if it was a trap.

Li Xin and Christie walked hand in hand down the red carpet into the same best and largest VIP box. The box had clearly been rearranged, and the atmosphere was completely different from the last one, filled with romance and a strong sense of romance. Whatever Bocuse was up to, he was really a good friend.

Li Xin pulled out a chair for Christy and invited her to sit down, while Ansel also pulled out a chair for Li Xin.

Ansel clapped his hands, and a maid came forward with a golden basin for washing hands. The towel was also ice-cold, soaked in ice water, and had a refreshing fragrance. It was hard to describe the feeling, but it invigorated one's spirit and made one's eyes brighter.

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen. First, we'll have an aperitif and cold appetizers. Mr. Li is from the United Kingdom of Lilong, so Mr. Bocuse has specially prepared for you a champagne created by Grand Archon Luther, which is also a precious collection of Mr. Bocuse."

He clapped his hands as he spoke, and a maid brought up a crystal glass. Christie had obviously never drunk from it before, but Li Xin wasn't too surprised.

Ansel was also watching this strange guest. He had followed Bocuse for a long time, and today was indeed a big deal. He would usually be curious when he saw this kind of champagne, but this Mr. Li was very calm.

Li Xin raised his champagne glass and touched it to Christie's from a distance, took a sip, and exclaimed, "Hey, that's a familiar taste!"

(End of this chapter)