"Have you found out the source?" Osiris asked after some thought.
"I don't know. The first member of the Silver Hand is said to be the Ghost Lord, Jelian. I can't find anything else, "the lady replied softly.
"What terrifying power …" Osiris looked at the painting on the ground quietly. There were still many gaps in it that had not been filled in.
However, these gaps could not be filled in easily. They had to follow a certain pattern to form a complete cycle.
"Have you tried?" Osiris suddenly asked.
The platinum-haired lady paused. She was slightly hesitant.
"I've tried … I've filled in a little, but it's still too little overall. If it's you … "
"I won't fill it in. This is clearly a grand conspiracy. Although I don't know what the mastermind's goal is. I won't let him have his way, "Osiris said with a calm expression.
"Understood," the lady replied with a lowered head.
…
Heart World.
Lu Sheng landed slowly on the rubble and brick floor.
His Heart World was countless times larger than before.
With a light wave of his arm, a crimson wheel appeared before Lu Sheng. There were three silver emblems on the wheel. They looked like three entrenched dark red winged snakes.
This was the radiant disc he condensed with the East Park Autumn Dew Fertilization Method. It was used to materialize the number of laws comprehended in his Heart World.
The three silver emblems on it represented the three laws that were in complete operation in his Heart World.
They were also the three laws that Lu Sheng had fused into his Heart World after comprehending them.
"Poison, Yin Flame, Mystic Water."
The three emblems represented the three powers that Lu Sheng had mastered. His body of poison, his mastery of Yin Flame's origin power, and his knowledge and understanding of the Mystic Water in the water.
'The Heart World is mainly used to store living spirits. It's half-real and half-illusory. It's not a complete world.' Lu Sheng had an epiphany. 'I need nine different emblems to construct the most basic cycle system of the world. Although I've mastered many laws, there are only three that can be condensed into emblems. '
When he established the Silver Hand, he used the spirit-prompting threads as a reward to strengthen the bodies of the painters under him.
When one's physique was strong, one's spirit would be full of vigor. A painter's spirit, energy, and spirit would be abnormally abundant. Their inspiration would also be greatly enhanced, and their hands would also be more stable. Naturally, his strength had increased tremendously.
Lu Sheng used his main body's unique poison and injected it into the painter's body through his spirit-prompting threads. With that, he gained absolute control over the painter.
There were so many types of poisons in the main body. Although most of them could not be used due to the different laws of the world, a small portion could still be used.
Lu Sheng used this small portion to carefully create some mixed poisons as a means to control experts.
The Silver Hand had the magical means to rapidly increase their strength, and they also had the strict control of poison. Naturally, they were successful in every endeavor, twisting the strength of all the painters into a rope.
'This time, I'll transform the energy structure of my Heart World into a Devil Painting and release it. I hope someone can help me complete a more perfect circulation system. As the foundation of my future Heart Image World. "
The key to Lu Sheng releasing the Devil Painting was to borrow the power of others to help him perfect the basic structure of his Heart World.
He had listed dozens of different laws that he had mastered in order to repair the Devil Painting.
These rules were transformed into different colors and lines, allowing artists to use them as tools to fill in the blanks.
He hoped that he could obtain a more perfect combination. In reality, there was only one direction for Deep Blue's combination, and that was to derive and perfect the existing combinations.
However, this would limit his future progress.
'I hope it'll be fruitful …' Lu Sheng waved his arm again. The radiant disc disappeared. Threads that represented the rules appeared in the air. Ever since the First Sacred King used this technique, he had been pondering it. Now, he had finally materialized this technique.
After all, this was not a complicated technique.
First, there were the black lines that represented Devil Qi. They hovered in the air. However, these lines were only numerous. They were not intrinsically profound. Hence, they were not displayed on the radiant disc.
Next, there were the faint green lines that represented Yin Flames. There were also the flesh-colored lines that represented hard body skills, the dark blue lines that represented Mystic Water, and so on …
'No matter what, I should incorporate the medical rules into the radiant disc first.' Lu Sheng had a thought.
"Deep Blue."
The faint blue interface instantly popped up.
'I'll start with the Tu Style Healing Art …'
Lu Sheng sat with his legs crossed in midair. He slowly closed his eyes and began cultivating. He did not forcefully derive it with his Mental Energy. Instead, he attempted to do it on his own.
The radiant disc required a total of nine rules to reach the standard. He only had three now. There were still six left. He would need to use his Mental Energy in the future.
Although 5,000,000 units was enough, Lu Sheng could not tell how much more he would have to use in the future.
He had used up half of it during his previous advancement.
This time, he came to this world because he needed a lot of time to comprehend and cultivate.
The flow of time in this world was 400 times that of the Heavenly Devil World. His Heart World could also slow down the flow of time.
With the two factors stacked together, the difference in time quickly reached a ridiculous level.
In the Painter's World, time flew by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, more than five years had passed.
The Silver Hand's power spread across the entire world. They became the greatest dark organization that opposed the God's Eye.
They controlled unparalleled wealth and influence. They also had terrifying influence on the national level.
Their power was everywhere, from the nobles to the commoners. The Silver Hand's network could be considered an inescapable net.
The God's Eye was even at a slight disadvantage in the overall battle against them. Even so, they could sense that the Silver Hand still had some strength left in the battle against them.
In the span of five years, Lu Sheng had grown from an ordinary brat in school into a young, strong, and youthful adult.
Under the guise of going to university, he left Zhuo Siqing completely. He truly lived in the shadows and controlled the Silver Hand.
On the surface, everyone thought that the Silver Hand was controlled by the five Palace Painters.
However, in reality, Lu Sheng was the true mastermind behind everything.
Palace Painters was an honorific title given to powerful peak painters who had mastered the Painting Soul and Painting Heart.
The works produced by such painters could easily stir one's heart, emotions, and five senses.
They could achieve the powerful effect of passing off the fake as the real thing.
Meanwhile, the power of the divine-class painters who were strengthened by Lu Sheng's spirit-prompting threads was increased by several folds.
The most powerful of them, the Ghost Leader Jelian, had even fought the current God's Eye head-on once before. He was only at a slight disadvantage.
In terms of top-tier power, the Silver Hand was still inferior to the God's Eye. However, the middle-tier painters far surpassed the God's Eye.
Lu Sheng had used his spirit-prompting threads as though they were free. He had used hundreds of thousands of them and created hundreds of thousands of painters.
Most of these hundreds of thousands of middle-tier painters had mastered the Painting Soul. Their spirits were already infinitely close to the level of a Weapon Master.
They were the true backbone of the Silver Hand.
In the past five years, Lu Sheng had used these painters to hold competition after competition.
He had tossed out the difficult problems he faced to the painters for them to deduce.
The powerful imagination and construction abilities of countless painters had helped Lu Sheng to swiftly perfect his barren Heart World.
The nine cornerstone rules were naturally the most important. However, Lu Sheng wanted to fill in the gaps in all aspects of the rules.
By using these painters' paintings, he could absorb their understanding and understanding of nature and rules at the fastest speed possible.
With the same rule, after the theme was announced, the painters could continuously gather information from various angles and depths. They could ponder, comprehend, and be inspired.
In the short span of five years, Lu Sheng only had three rules that were close to forming an emblem.
However, five years later, he had at least a hundred rules that were close to forming an emblem.
This was the joint effort of countless painters.
These painters could not cultivate their bodies. They focused all their energy on training their spirits. This was equivalent to countless super weakened versions of Deep Blue, or rather, a huge group of thinkers.
Initially, Lu Sheng thought that time would pass by peacefully. He would continue to comprehend the rules, and the Silver Hand and the God's Eye would continue holding various competitions.
However, a call from his father, Zhuo Siqing, completely disrupted this peaceful and leisurely pace of life.
After receiving the call, Lu Sheng swiftly returned to his hometown to deal with the sudden change.
…
On a spacious sofa in the living room, a white-haired, strong old man sat opposite Zhuo Siqing. He held a walking stick in his hand.
The old man's face was 70% to 80% similar to Zhuo Siqing's. He was basically an older version of Zhuo Siqing.
The two of them were surrounded by four to five burly men wearing black tactical vests. Their backs and waists were bulging with sunglasses. They seemed to be the old man's bodyguards.
"Zhuo Siqing. Are you still thinking of running away now? "The old man's gaze was sharp as he stared at his son who sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression.
"You've been running away for so many years. Do you think you can be free and ignore everything just because you've left the family's sphere of influence?
"Or rather, do you think you can avoid the family's responsibility and bloodline just because you've concealed your identity and brought that bastard along?!"
"Dream on!" The old man's voice was sonorous and forceful. It was so loud that the entire living room was buzzing.
"What do you want us to do, then?" Zhuo Siqing had never been so solemn and gloomy before.
He had always been optimistic. He was never serious. He was always laughing and pranking others. He loved to draw the most embarrassing part of others.
Hence, although his painting skills were decent, he could not even break through to the district level.
The old man looked at Zhuo Siqing. His tone softened.
"Your big brother has passed away. Come back. I need you. The family needs you. "
"I still have Little Yu …"
"What about Xixi? Isn't she your daughter? "the old man said coldly again. "You were dissatisfied with the marriage the family arranged for you and left. Have you ever thought about how the orphans and widows you left behind are going to live? You're living a happy life with that bastard. What about your daughter? She lost her father when she was young, and the other families are pointing fingers at her … "
"That's enough!" Zhuo Siqing roared. "Little Yu is my son. I won't give up on him! If you want me to go back, he must go back as well! "
The old man was silent for a moment.
"If you insist, alright. I'll promise you that. However, Zhuo Zhenyu must give up all rights to the Zhuo Family's inheritance. You can treat him as your son, but legally, he must sever all ties with the Zhuo Family!
"Otherwise, you know what I'm capable of. I have plenty of ways to make life difficult for you and your son. Besides, he's just a bastard. No one will know even if he dies somewhere. "
Zhuo Siqing lowered his head and closed his eyes. He wiped his face with both hands.
"Alright. I promise you. Little Yu will have nothing to do with the Zhuo Family, but he will always be my son. "
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