Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1468 – Chapter 1468 Chapter 1457
Chapter 1468: Chapter 1457 – Little Girl, Is There Hope for Repair?_1 Chapter 1468: Chapter 1457 – Little Girl, Is There Hope for Repair?_1 “If you mention the impending deadline again, I'll beat you.”
The old woman's anger was provoked by him, and she swung her cane at him.
“Old hag, you are three thousand years old, and your temper is still so bad.”
The gray-robed old man dodged her cane with a flash of his figure.
“Wow, Granny is already three thousand years old?”
“In the Human Realm, she is truly an Old Ancestor.”
“Mm-hmm, the Old Ancestor of everyone.”
The three little ones perked up their ears, caught the key point and exclaimed in unison.
“Cough, cough.”
With a gentle cough from Lin Qingluo, the library immediately quieted down.
Two Late Stage of Soul Formation experts glared at each other and then turned their heads away in anger without looking at each other.
“Hehe.”
The three little ones covered their mouths and snickered, their cunning little eyes constantly shifting between the two people.
“Little girl, you just said you have studied formations?”
The old woman couldn't contain her excitement as she continued the previous topic.
“That's right.”
Lin Qingluo was full of confidence and spoke with an unquestionable authority.
“You can repair the Transmission Array?”
The old woman's heart was overjoyed, and she asked eagerly.
“Well…”
Lin Qingluo pondered for a moment, not giving a definite answer: “I need to see the abandoned ruins first.”
The old woman was inexplicably excited, “I'll take you there.”
“Alright.”
Lin Qingluo agreed without hesitation.
*
In the Everlasting Palace Secret Land, the underground space was vast and deep, hiding a cross-border transmission array similar to an altar.
Nine colossal pillars extended from the immeasurably deep island to the surface, standing proudly around the cross-border Transmission Array, forming a huge circle.
The ancient pillars were covered with intricate inscriptions, and the four sides of the square base were carved with vivid patterns of the four divine beasts: Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.
“This cross-border Transmission Array.”
Little Kingfisher had a moment of daze in her eyes upon seeing the ruins of the transmission array and blurted out, “It looks like the underground altar where we found the Primordial Orb years ago. At first glance, I thought we came to the wrong place.”
“That's right.”
Lin Qingluo agreed in her heart, finding it more and more astonishing: “It's not just similar; it's identical.”
“Master.”
Little Kingfisher suddenly had an epiphany, her small voice tinged with excitement: “That underground altar, could it also be a cross-border Transmission Array? We rushed away at that time and didn't look carefully.”
“Maybe.”
A wave of excitement stirred at the tip of Lin Qingluo's heart, impossible to suppress.
“Little girl, this is the ruins of the Transmission Array.”
While the two were talking, the old woman led them downward to the location where the Transmission Array and the passageway connected, continued along the narrow stone bridge, and arrived at the center of the platform.
The platform was engraved with intricate and profound inscriptions, which had become blurred due to age.
At the very edge, there were two deep cracks, and the broken and fallen stones caused a part of the inscriptions to be missing.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Qingluo took out a bamboo slip, flew around the nine colossal pillars and imprinted the inscriptions on them and the platform, intending to take them back for further study.
“Little girl, is there any hope of repair?”
Seeing her take the imprints of the inscriptions, the old woman's heart raced.
“Yes.”
Lin Qingluo appeared calm and composed, speaking with ease.
The gray-robed old man's eyes twitched violently at her words.
The transmission array that no one had been able to repair for tens of thousands of years was like a child's toy in the eyes of the little girl, not taking it seriously at all.
It was too demoralizing, wasn't it?!
Chapter end
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