Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2719

1232: Forget Everything

The gold medal was made of a special metal, engraved with the emblem of the Universal Chamber of Commerce.

A faint shimmering light flowed across its surface, creating a refreshing coolness that seemed to have a calming effect.

“Each emblem is custom-made by headquarters, then inscribed with relevant information by a select few qualified individuals. It’s absolutely impossible for outsiders to forge it,” Number 9527 explained with a smile. Without his own will, even if the Burning Knights had just killed him, they would only have been able to snatch a rough emblem from him, and there was no way the Chamber of Commerce would recognize it.

Zaun was startled. From the other person’s tone, it sounded like only a handful of people were qualified to craft such an emblem, so number 9527 wouldn’t stand a chance. Could he have a special status within the Chamber of Commerce?

But since the other person didn’t explain, he couldn’t ask.

While this trip had been a bit risky, it had also yielded something valuable. He now understood the languages of most civilizations in the universe, giving him a significant advantage in information gathering.

And now, this emblem was an unexpected bonus. He had seen how wealthy the Universal Chamber of Commerce was in the universe, and their friendship was undoubtedly of great value.

And this friendship wasn’t just the personal one No. 9527 had previously touted; it was an official one, backed by a gold medal.

“Thank you very much, brother,” Zuan said with a smile, putting the badge away.

No. 9527 bowed to Zuan and said, “Brother, get some rest. I still have a lot of messes to clean up on the starship. I hope you’ll forgive me for not being able to stay with you.”

Zuan naturally took no offense. After bidding him farewell, he paused and approached the white-clad woman’s room.

The maids outside greeted him, clearly grateful to their lifesaver.

“Sir, would you like to see the girl inside? Do we need to pass on the message?”

Zuan hesitated when the white-clad woman’s voice rang out from within: “Who is it?”

Now that he had been discovered, Zuan announced, “Zuan wishes to see the girl!”

The room was silent for a moment, then the door opened automatically and a cold voice rang out: “Come in.”

The maids outside made way for Zuan to enter.

Zuan was taken aback by the sight of the room. Number 9527, grateful for her rescue and in awe of her strength, had given her the best room possible. How could it be so spartan?

Just a bed, nothing more.

From afar, he could sense the chill emanating from it, reminiscent of the cold jade beds in martial arts novels.

“What do you want from me?” The woman in white frowned slightly when she saw him enter without a word, her gaze fixed on her bed.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Zuan’s face. “May I ask your name, young lady?”

The woman in white replied, “…”

Zuan, realizing his actions were a bit abrupt, hurriedly explained, “Don’t misunderstand, young lady. I have a good friend who looks almost identical to you, so I’m curious and want to know.”

“Your excuse for chatting me up is so old-fashioned.” The woman in white remained calm, as if nothing in the world could possibly stir her.

“I’m telling the truth,” Zuan said, realizing he was being a bit ridiculous. He paced back and forth. “Are you a Chaos follower?”

The woman in white stared at him silently, not answering, as if ready to send him away.

Zuan quickly said, “My friend was also accidentally glanced at by the God of Chaos. His aura is very similar to yours, but not as powerful.”

The woman in white finally piqued his interest. “Oh, what’s your friend’s name?”

“Her name is Yan Xuehen.” Zuan answered with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. He wondered if she was actually related to Yan Xuehen.

With the precedent of the Wushan Goddess and the Mermaid Queen, he wondered if the woman in white before him had some connection to Xuehen.

His anxiety was due to recalling Chuyan and the Snow Girl, worrying that this woman was another form of Yan Xuehen.

Although he had only been away from the cultivation world for a short time, Yan Xuehen might have encountered something, vanishing like Chu Chuyan had, leaving him completely different by the time he saw her again.

“Yan Xuehen…” the woman in white muttered the name silently, shaking her head slightly. “I’ve never heard of her.”

Zuan breathed a sigh of relief, yet also felt a touch of disappointment .

“My name is Tingxue,” the woman in white suddenly spoke.

Zuan was startled, completely unprepared for her to reveal his name.

Her name also contained the character “Xue” (snow), so could it really be unrelated to Xuehen?

“Are you close to that woman?” the woman in white looked at him quietly.

“Indeed, we are very close. She is my confidante, and we are truly in love…” Zuan felt a little lost, regretting that the time they had spent together before leaving was too short.

“I can see that you were very close. I can sense a sense of chaos in you, and I think it came from her.” The woman in white opened her red lips.

Zuan smiled awkwardly, having his relationship with another woman exposed to him in front of one woman.

“That girl is rare,” the woman in white paused, and it seemed that she didn’t speak fluently because she hadn’t spoken for a long time. “The God of Chaos is different from other true gods. He hardly glances at people, let alone bestows power. For so many years, I thought I was the only one, but I didn’t expect there would be her.”

Zuan smiled bitterly: “But this may not be a good thing. It is said that if you walk on the path of chaos, you will eventually return to chaos. The deeper the degree, the more you will lose all your emotions, and you will also forget everyone around you.”

The woman in white: “…”

Zuan reacted then: “Sorry, I didn’t mean you…”

Who knew that the woman in white said: “Yes, I have indeed forgotten a lot of things, and many people.”

Since he met her, it seemed that for the first time he saw her with a hint of emotional fluctuation.

Zuan: “…”

He asked tentatively, “Miss, do you want to forget all that?”

The woman in white was a little bewildered: “I’ve already forgotten everything. I don’t know whether those memories were happy or sad. But for me now, happiness and sadness are meaningless, and dwelling on them is even more meaningless. I just sometimes feel a little regretful.”

Seeing the other woman’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, Zuan felt as if he had seen Yan Xuehen’s future, and his heart ached. “Miss, how long did it take for you to start losing your emotions and memories after being glanced at by the God of Chaos?”

He wanted to know more, so that he could also prevent it for Yan Xuehen.

“I’ve forgotten it.” The woman in white looked at him with starry eyes, as if she were narrating something completely unrelated to her.

Zuan: “…”

The “three-no” girl is popular in anime, but I didn’t expect to encounter one in real life.

Forget the three-no, she has seven-no, eight-no.

“Why would the young lady bother the Burning Knights?” Since their conversation had been pleasant, Zaun took the opportunity to inquire.

“They destroyed a world before. A little girl in that world gave me a flower not long ago, but she was already dead when I arrived.” The woman in white lowered her eyes.

A thought struck Zaun. In that moment, he still sensed a faint rage. She wasn’t completely devoid of emotion, but simply very subdued.

“This evil villain deserves to be hacked into pieces!” Zaun had seen the destruction of a world, a hell a thousand times more horrific than a city massacre. Death like that was far too easy for them.

Unfortunately, he was so deeply shocked by the sight of “Yan Xuehen” that he forgot to imprison the Burning Knights’ souls and cast them into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

But then again, he didn’t seem to sense their presence, as if even a single soul would remain after the woman in white had killed them.

“I thought the young lady was really going to steal their invitation.”

“That was indeed one of my goals.”

“…”

“Why did the young lady go to the Dreamland?”