Black ink from [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook] sizzled against the mile-long golden scroll like hot oil hitting cold water.
Up on the lead star-chariot, Chief Envoy Gu Biao yanked hard on the jade rollers, trying to roll his ancestral decree back up before the ink could spread.
“Let go, you cursed book!” Gu Biao barked, pouring Rank 8 Peak solar fire into his palms.
The golden silk refused to budge.
Down on the plaza, the [Blood-Jade Contract] in Gu Changsheng’s hand pulsed with a deep crimson light, locking the lower half of the decree in a vice of its own.
Between the leather notebook and the crimson jade slab, a bridge of golden-black sparks snapped into place.
Inside the floating pages of [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook], lines of old text blurred and dissolved like chalk under rain.
[FOREKNOWLEDGE DECAY ACTIVE — CROSS-DECODING ORIGIN LEDGER!]
