Chapter 1211: Chapter 1207: Murals
Yun Ran glanced at the Little Princess Puppet, showing good adaptability to the part of its ability to predict fortune and misfortune.
"Do you think your master still cares about any danger?"
It was only because Yun Ran had grown up in recent years, wanting to save face, and was afraid of being seen getting strung up and whipped by the Junior Master and others.
Otherwise, with her fearless and daring nature, eager to pierce the heavens, there would be nowhere without danger that she wouldn’t go.
It’s unclear what kind of magic these words had on the Little Princess Puppet, but it acted as if it was injected with chicken blood.
"Master, I’ll take the lead!"
With that, the Little Princess Puppet took the lead to enter. The large stone at the cave entrance wasn’t fully opened, just a gap wide enough for one person to pass through.
Presumably, it was because Yun Ran used a cheating method by copying the mechanism lock.
Yun Ran followed closely behind, and the Little Princess Puppet considerately placed a demon power-filled inner core on its head.
This was equivalent to a walking power bank, illuminating the cave entrance clearly.
A seemingly bottomless stone staircase spiraled down, with only one side bordered by a stone wall, the other side was a suspended, unseen abyss.
If someone with acrophobia stood here, their legs would probably turn to jelly, with their mind repeatedly showing images of themselves about to fall.
Moreover, the stone steps weren’t made from a single block, more like they were abruptly attached to the stone wall, each step filled with danger.
The Little Princess Puppet, fearing the stone steps weren’t safe, would jump twice hard with each step down.
If the stone steps had weathered or decayed, they certainly couldn’t withstand a human’s weight.
Fortunately, the Little Princess Puppet’s worries were unnecessary; the stone steps placed in such a place were naturally incredibly sturdy.
"Master, these stone steps are fine, should we continue downward now?"
Following this, the Little Princess Puppet tried to look down below, even using the Great Demon Inner Core to shine downward.
Logically, in such a place, where darkness couldn’t be penetrated by normal light sources, it was understandable.
However, the light emitted from the Great Demon’s Inner Core should penetrate most scenes of darkness.
Except in specific places, especially those suppressing Demon Qi.
At this moment, the Little Princess Puppet, looking at the Demon Core in its hand, couldn’t see the underground situation, a hint of confusion surged in its large eyes.
What the Little Princess Puppet could see, Yun Ran naturally could too, and clearly, this place was more complicated than she had imagined.
"Since we’re already here, naturally, we should go down and take a look."
The Little Princess Puppet could only dutifully open the way ahead.
The stone steps half-embedded in the stone wall were about a meter apart, even the size of each step was identical.
This made Yun Ran suspect whether the person who built this place had some obsessive-compulsive tendencies.
"Master, look, there seem to be patterns on the stone wall!"
Yun Ran followed the direction the Little Princess Puppet pointed, truth be told, with such an awkward angle, she might have missed it if she were alone.
Not needing any instruction from Yun Ran, one of the Little Princess Puppet’s eyeballs flew out, completely sparing Yun Ran from taking a risk to check.
This is the advantage of having these puppets and little papermen; many things extremely difficult for humans are easy for them.
It greatly reduces Yun Ran’s workload and lowers many of the dangers involved.
Through the Little Princess Puppet’s eyeball, Yun Ran soon saw countless murals linked together.
These patterns didn’t contain a single word, yet recorded quite a bit.
If Yun Ran hadn’t acquired the mysterious legacy from Moonlight City, she might consider these patterns mere scribbles upon seeing them.
On the pattern, it distinctly recorded that many, many years ago, on a sunny day, it seemed like a crack suddenly opened in the sky.
Then, disasters were rampant, killing and injuring many, the world seemed to shrink from its vast expanse to a cage.
At that time, a unique group emerged on the Divine Mountain, finding a way to mend the sky’s crack from an extraterrestrial boulder.
Afterward, the world finally became safe, and humanity resumed a peaceful life.
The people on the Divine Mountain were also called the Divine Hall; the pattern showed a simple sketch of the Divine Hall, yet extraordinarily lifelike.
Just a glance gave Yun Ran a soul-resonating shock, even a particularly intimate feeling.
As Yun Ran watched, a tear unconsciously trickled down her face.
The scalding tear felt like it burned Yun Ran as it rolled down her cheek.
This slightly affected Yun Ran’s mind, prompting her to start muttering the Calming Incantation from Qingfeng Temple.
After reciting it twice, Yun Ran regained her clarity, squinting slightly as she ’looked’ at these patterns again.
The relief sculptures on the stone pillar at the cave entrance previously disturbed her mind, and now just seeing these patterns caused the same reaction.
Yun Ran didn’t know if her inherent being was affected, or if the legacy she received earlier was secretly influencing her.
But regardless, it wasn’t easy to delude her!
Yun Ran continued to look downward.
In the pattern, countless people underneath the Divine Hall were depicted reverently worshiping, showing how sacred the Divine Hall was in the eyes of the masses.
The subsequent patterns devoted a lot of space to illustrating the prosperity of the Divine Hall.
These patterns clearly showed how the creators of these murals held immense respect for the Divine Hall.
However, everything that prospers will eventually decline; nothing remains prosperous forever.
The following patterns shifted from emotional depictions of the Divine Hall’s heyday to emotionless narrative machines.
Though they’re just some murals, Yun Ran truly understood why some people say paintings can express the artist’s mindset.
After a long period of prosperity, the Divine Hall’s numbers suddenly dwindled; it’s unclear if it was the result of prosperity preceding decline, or some irresistible change occurred.
The mural’s later developments might reflect the artist’s immense grief, or perhaps they weren’t clear on the details.
The mural content became rough and chaotic; a figure in High Priest attire suddenly announced the Divine Hall’s closure.
They even drove out all the Divine Servants from the Divine Hall...
The final mural was of the first City Lord of Moonlight City, who hid away with the Divine Hall’s legacy.
