Lin Jin was very sensitive to masks because whenever he appeared as the curator, he would wear a beast mask. This had basically become the curator's signature.
This beast mask was a replica of the curator's mask Lin Jin saw in the Visitation Hall.
And the mask worn by the Dao Monarch in the painting was exactly the same as Lin Jin's curator's mask.
"It's not a Dao mask?"
Among the rumors Lin Jin had heard about the Dao Monarch, there was naturally a mention of him wearing a mask in public. When Lin Jin heard about this, he chuckled inwardly. Could this Dao Monarch be the same as him?
But the Dao Monarch was using a 'Dao' mask.
It could be said that it wasn't the same as Lin Jin's beast mask. Experts in this world, especially villainous demons, liked to wear masks. There were as many kinds of masks as there were hairs on a cow. Hence, it wasn't strange for them to wear masks in public. Sometimes, it had even become a 'trend'.
However, if it was an identical mask, and to Lin Jin's eyes, it was a unique mask. Then, the significance would be different.
There couldn't be two identical faces in this world, especially when it came to the detailed patterns. As mentioned before, Insect Daoist's drawing skills were excellent. This way, when Lin Jin compared the patterns on the painted mask to his own, he could use it as a reference.
To be honest, Lin Jin was a hundred percent sure that the Dao Monarch's mask was the same as his own.
For a moment, Lin Jin's heart was in turmoil.
When he recalled what Insect Daoist said about 'inheritance', Lin Jin's chaotic thoughts instantly cleared up.
It was like a drowning man suddenly breaking through the surface of the water.
"The inheritance he's talking about is the Museum of Deadly Beasts!"
Lin Jin mumbled to himself.
That couldn't be right!
The moment this thought popped up, Lin Jin rejected it.
Insect Daoist had his eyes on Lin Jin for the 'inheritance', but he might not know what 'inheritance' was. To an insect daoist, it was just a literal meaning. He had no idea what was behind the inheritance.
But someone must know.
For example, the 'Dao Monarch' from back then.
Lin Jin wasn't being narcissistic. It was just that when he saw Insect Daoist's drawing of the Dao Monarch, he thought for a moment that the person in the painting was himself wearing a mask.
One could only imagine how similar the two were.
Following this train of thought, Lin Jin had a rough idea of what was going on.
As one of the Daolord's Legacy Disciples, Insect Daoist was certain through the mask that Ning had received some sort of legacy from the Daolord. Naturally, as a legitimate Legacy Disciple, it made sense that Insect Daoist would want to negotiate with Ning, or perhaps even use certain methods to seize this legacy.
In here, the Insect Daoist did not know what the so-called 'inheritance' was.
Of course, this was Lin Jin's reaction after seeing the Daoist's portrait. It seemed like he would have to research more about the Daoist from now on.
The letter left behind by the Insect Daoist did not contain many words regarding Daolords. Most of it was about how he cultivated, including his thoughts during cultivation, and other miscellaneous things.
Lin Jin couldn't make sense of most of these things so he could only slowly study them in the future.
Other than that, there were several bottles of pills. Some of these pills were fragrant while others smelled foul. Their effects were clearly different but for someone like Insect Daoist to keep them, they must have different reactions.
After collecting everything, Lin Jin knew that this matter had come to an end for now. However, although Insect Daoist had dug his own grave, this incident still served as a warning to Lin Jin.
After all, Insect Daoist was only one of the six beasts. What was up with the other five? Were they alive or dead? Were they friend or foe? Would they come after Lin Jin like Insect Daoist?
These were all unknowns.
The most troublesome thing was that Lin Jin felt like he was out in the open while his enemies were in the dark.
"Looks like it's urgent to gather some information." With a plan in mind, Lin Jin brought Shang'er, Goldy, White Ape, and Zhi Yin out of Mount Gu Cong.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but when they left the mountain, it felt like the miasma had lessened a little.
Zhi Yin took the initiative to bid farewell when they reached the outskirts of the mountain. He had been poisoned by the Gu spell, but his Dharma was profound and his physique far exceeded that of an ordinary person. Even though he was still in pain, he was able to return to the temple on his own.
Lin Jin didn't say much. He could tell that Zhi Yin was fine now so it wouldn't be a problem for him to return.
As for Lin Jin, he had to come up with a plan.
Two days later, in Maple City, Lin Jin had settled most of his affairs. Of course, he was returning as Lin Jin this time.
As for Curator, his whereabouts were still unknown.
In the eyes of outsiders, Curator had always been a mysterious figure.
It had to be said that this matter was quite big. Even Emperor He Qian had personally written a letter. Ye Yuzhou and Chen Ruyuan had also come to visit, not to mention the City Lord Manor. Zuo Wentang, Shi Wenjun, and the others were the same.
Just dealing with these visitors took Lin Jin half a day's time.
Lin Jin had gained a lot from this trip. Not only did he learn many secrets and meet the legendary Buddha, but he also gained more practical benefits.
Goldy leveled up from Rank 3 to Rank 4. Shang'er also leveled up from Rank 4 to Rank 5. As for White Ape, although he didn't evolve, he was fine. To Lin Jin, all that mattered was that he was safe.
Among them, Goldy had the highest chance of evolving.
After Lin Jin's appraisal, he found out that Goldy had eaten a Rank 5 golden cicada. That creature was extremely rare and it was a Rank 4 devouring a Rank 5. Under normal circumstances, a Rank 4 couldn't possibly devour a Rank 5 because the creature's body would explode due to the creature's strength.
But Goldy was different.
Moreover, Goldy was a natural enemy of the Rank 5 golden cicada. Other than the difference in rank, Goldy had the upper hand in every other aspect.
In any case, Goldy was fine. However, it wouldn't be right to say that he was completely fine. During this trip to Mount Gu Cong, Goldy had eaten countless poisonous insects. Not all of them were ordinary insects. Some of them were rare exotic beasts that were rank two or even rank three existences.
Usually, any one of these poisonous insects could take over a mountain and become an overlord. But this time, they all became a piece of meat in Goldy's mouth.
After eating so many insects, there were quite a number of Rank 2 and 3 insects, and there was even a Rank 5 golden cicada. Just digesting them would take a long time.
In any case, ever since they returned to Maple City, Goldy had been lying in his nest without coming out. He had been sleeping for two days and it seemed like he would continue to sleep.
Those who didn't know better would think that something was wrong with this rooster.
Only Lin Jin knew that Goldy was digesting the energy of those high-level insects. After all, this was something that had never happened before.
As for what would happen after he digested the energy, Lin Jin honestly had no idea because the museum didn't provide a clear conclusion.
But one thing was for sure, no matter what the outcome was, it would be beneficial to Goldy.
When night fell, Lin Jin stepped into the Visitation Hall.
Today was the opening day of the Visitation Hall.
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