Chapter 3: Essential for Time Travel, Activate Golden Finger!
Whatever the case, I should just put it on first, maybe this is a Golden Finger enriched with substance. She quickly adjusted her mental state and blissfully slipped it onto her right ring finger, then waited quietly. Look, look, picking up a random ring and it fits perfectly, how can you say this isn't a gift from the thieving God? Who cares if I don't have a Spirit Root, I will still wield God's given treasure and terrify the Four Seas with awe!
A period of time enough to drink a cup of tea passed...
15 minutes passed...
Nothing happened, time waits for no one, and she couldn't afford to keep waiting. Could it really just be a trinket picked up from the roadside?
Under the afternoon sun, she closely examined the ring and noticed strange patterns on the dull surface, which upon closer inspection, seemed like characters. But how to activate it? The most common method mentioned in various books for activating Divine Artifacts is—
Forget it, Granny here will take one for the team! She bit her finger despite the pain, and dropped a bead of fresh blood on the ring.
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Uh, thanks to the valuable experience of predecessors who've crossed over, it really worked!
The Blood Bead was eerily absorbed by the ring, leaving nothing behind, and the characters on the ring's surface began to move like little snakes, eventually forming some kind of ancient and crude text. Weirdly, she had never seen this script before but could naturally recognize it.
She couldn't help but utter the text that floated in her mind, softly saying: "God... Demon... Prison!"
As soon as she spoke, a massive black hole appeared instantaneously before her, and before she could react, she was sucked in.
Can I get a heads up? I hate free-falling! Ning Xiaoxian was almost in tears, feeling herself constantly plummeting downward, and there were endless whispering noises beside her ear. She really wanted to tell whoever it was to stop babbling, as she couldn't make out the words anyway, but falling at such a speed, she couldn't even open her mouth.
Am I going to be squashed into a meat pie and become the first transmigrator to end in such a ridiculous manner? She thought hazily.
The next second, she landed head-over-heels, but the landing was as light as cotton, and she wasn't hurt at all.
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It took her some time to calm her startled heart back into her chest. Only then did she have the opportunity to look around.
She was in a vast space, with the ground uniformly paved with Black Stone Plates, square, smooth, and clean. Apart from the straight avenue in front of her, on both sides were neatly arranged compartments, each separated by railings as thick as a baby's head. She curiously approached one of the compartments and tapped the railing lightly, hearing a dull thud. Hmm, these railings are definitely not made of steel!
This place feels familiar. She frowned and thought, isn't this just like the prison cells portrayed on TV!
"So, I'm in a prison? Well done, thieves of Heaven sending me a prison cell, so imaginative!" But these prison cells, each one looking to be six or seven Zhang high, converting that's over twenty-two meters tall, what kind of prisoners are supposed to be held in here?
"Anybody there?" She peered inside, it was very quiet, and pitch-black. It took her a good while for her eyes to adjust to the dark, and then she saw something huddled in a corner.
A huge skeleton! And it was on all fours, back arched, tusks coming from its mouth, claws sharp. Clearly, this was not a human skeleton!
"Ahh—!" She screamed, stumbling back three large steps with rapid breaths. An empty hall, dark prison cells, ghastly white bones, this is straight out of the classic horror novel clichés! Author, do you really have to do this to me?
Don't be scared anymore, Ning Xiaoxian, isn't it about time to do something useful? She forcefully calmed her pounding heart and turned to look at another cage.
Another skeleton lay across in this one, its interlocking sharp teeth looking quite frightening. It only had two front limbs, while the lower body was a complete spinal column, fanning out into a mermaid's tail at the end. "Uh, could it be a mermaid also crossed over and died here?" She admired her own ability to still indulge in wild thoughts amidst the chaos.
She took a deep breath, then raised her voice and called out:
"Is——anybody——there?!"
"Is——anyone——there?"
"Is anyone at home? Anyone will do!——"
The last "ah" stretched into a very long trailing sound.
But unfortunately, these few phrases lingered in the entire hall, their echoes persistent, creating an effect that seemed like they would reverberate for days on end. Standing alone in the vast prison, accompanied only by relentless echoes, the sensation was too spooky! She felt like she was about to faint.
Luckily, at that moment, a voice sounded, and although it was only a faint three words, it successfully soothed her mental state a bit.
"So annoying!" It was a deep, slightly hoarse baritone!
Strangely, these three words were as if spoken right by her ear, clear and concise, but without echo!
She suddenly turned around, looking all around, but still, there wasn't a soul in sight!
"Where are you?" She called out softly a few times, but the other side became silent; all around her was quiet.
Alright! She encouraged herself inwardly, this was an immortal hero novel, not her grandmother's horror novel, the author wouldn't suddenly change genres. Ning Xiaoxian, muster up the courage and press on!
She walked for who knows how long until her feet began to hurt before this silent and eerie journey finally came to an end. At the end of the straight path was a winding staircase, which she descended, finding that the space below was much smaller.
Probably there was no need for a very large space, because only one person was held here.
A man in black clothes with black hair. Maybe because he hadn't been in the sunlight for a long time, his skin was very pale, which highlighted the slant of his sword-like brows and the refined beauty of his face. It was just a pity that his thin lips lacked some color. Most special were the man's eyes, at first glance, they looked as clear as amber, with a bit of a pale golden color, reminding Ning Xiaoxian of the brandy she had once sneaked a sip of. The finest aged liquor probably had this pleasing color.
Could this be the first foreigner she had encountered in this Otherworld? She wondered.
His appearance was too outstanding; on Earth, among all kinds of male celebrities, very few could match up to him. She gazed at him for quite a while before noticing that he was sitting in a pool of clear spring water, the depth reaching his chest. His shoulders were broad, and two chains that shone with silver light pierced through his Scapula, locked to the giant stone pillar behind him. Each of these chains was as thick as three of her fingers, occasionally wriggling slightly while emitting a faint crisp sound, as if they were living things. Ning Xiaoxian felt a chill rising from within seeing this: My God, how painful must that be?
However, the handsome man opposite seemed to be calm and composed, not even a wrinkle on his forehead, as if the chains were not hurting him but were piercing into someone else. The spring water was clear, revealing a bent knee and an extended leg, with his arm resting on it, exuding a carefree and unrestrained air.