Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 689 - 112 Maybe There Really Is Such a Thing

"The origins of the Red Lantern Society are quite complex. Actually, I am not too sure about the specifics either; I’ve only heard it involved an artificial deities experiment that occurred decades ago."

Veronica is not a civil servant nun and has little interest in old books and documents. However, she is quite familiar with the situation regarding the Red Lantern Society.

After all, the Red Lantern Society and Qianjin Church appear to others as a pair of star-crossed enemies.

Although both champion the cause of protecting women’s rights, the Red Lantern Society focuses more on family and despises Foreigners intensely. Qianjin Church focuses more on productivity while rejecting feudal superstitions.

Both organizations cooperate with and guard against each other, even going as far as to send undercover agents to spy on each other’s intelligence.

When Veronica says she’s "not too sure," it’s really a modest way of speaking.

It’s the same when Master Ye says he understands a little about everything.

As a non-civil servant nun, her understanding of extraordinary powers has already surpassed 99% of the ordinary people in this world.

"When investigating the Blood Cup Sect before, I remember I might have told you about it being a force secretly supported by Hell Monarch Mephisto, conducting artificial deities experiments in Fusang. Do you remember?"

"I remember, it’s that Yamata Orochi made by the Fusang people."

"Right, actually there wasn’t just that experiment at the time, after all it was the transition of eras, and who could say for sure what the new era’s deities ought to look like. So many old fellows were pushing similar experiments in secret. Not only in Fusang but also in Tianmen, Annan, and even across the ocean..."

"If we say that the artificial deity plan in Fusang could be simply known as ’Cup’, then the secret experiment carried out in Tianmen at that time can be called as ’Moth’."

"Moth symbolizes transformation, symbolizes Feathered Ascension, which is also how the Western mysticism interprets Eastern Taoism thoughts. There’s even a legend from thousands of years ago, in the age of ancient empires, a Taoist Saint gathered millions of followers and conducted a massive collective ascension ceremony. Within a blink, swarms of moths covered the sky and devoured the vast empire in an instant."

"...The Taoist Saint you mentioned, wouldn’t happen to be Zhang Jiao, right?"

"It’s not me who said it, I’m just quoting."

Veronica spread her hands, saying: "Anyway, someone believed in this idea and came up with a transformation ascension plan. Back then, the church... not our Qianjin Church, but they were constructing welfare institutions, adopting abandoned children as the front, meanwhile secretly conducting experiments to study the secrets of Feathered Ascension."

"The earliest group of Red-Robed Elders of the Red Apparel Society were the closest to success before that plan was terminated. Their physical bodies completely dissolved, and their souls were contaminated. If left unrestrained, they would quickly turn into Fierce Ghosts."

"Back then, to solve their problem, someone specifically borrowed a piece of Seven-colored Coral capable of nurturing souls from the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, to house their souls in coral polyps..."

"And the Dragon Palace of the East Sea was there?"

"It was there at that time."

"When was that time?"

"Probably about thirty years ago, I wasn’t even born yet, you’re asking me but I wouldn’t know."

Veronica shook her head, saying: "Later, most of those girls switched to practicing Incense Fire Divine Dao and regained their freedom. Only the one who was most deeply transformed, she ventured too deeply on the ’Moth’ pathway, suffered the most severe contamination, and even the coral where her soul resided got corrupted, becoming fully integrated with her... You know who I am talking about."

Bai Shanshan.

Wang Yunxiao nodded.

If this is about something that happened thirty years ago, it doesn’t quite match up with Li Mumu.

Reincarnation? Or some other situation?

Or perhaps, could it be a mistake on my part?

However, Veronica’s mention of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea reminded him of the intelligence Leng Nian had provided.

The Iron Blood Society is not only at odds with the President but also preserves what is called historical truth.

What is this all about?

"Iron Blood Society, huh..."

Veronica listened to the story told by Wang Yunxiao without showing any surprise on her face; instead, it took on a peculiar expression.

"I don’t know how to explain this to you, it’s quite complicated."

"How complicated can it be?"

"Do you know which year Jesus was born?"

Hmm...

Wang Yunxiao paused for a moment before counter-asking, "What year is it now in the Western Calendar?"

"What if we don’t calculate by the Western calendar?"

"Then where would I know from!"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself that Laozi is not a historian.

"That’s how complicated it is."

Veronica shrugged and said, "The Temporal Tide rushes over, and the entire historical timeline becomes chaotic. The historical timeline in our country is relatively stable, but this stability is only relative. Whether history has been tampered with or not, we aren’t the involved parties and have no clear idea."

"For example, in the historical texts preserved by our Church, there indeed was mention of the existence of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, so logically, there should be dragons. But if you look at society now, the concept of dragons is almost non-existent. Other mythical creatures can occasionally be glimpsed, but the dragons of the East seem to have been completely fabricated."

"Then there’s the history of King Mu’s Mansion, and how the Divine Martial Army led by my ancestor eventually became the Qilin Army under the President, this part of history is just blank, nobody can clarify it. The secrets hidden by the Iron Blood Society might involve this segment of history, but outsiders have no way of knowing."

"You don’t know either?"

"I was only a few years old at that time, how could I possibly know."

Fair to say, the means of information transmission in those days were scant, like Wang Yunxiao himself, who usually got to know about societal affairs through reading newspapers.

History isn’t like a videogame strategy guide that distills all the key points, presenting them directly before you for easy understanding.

The same event, penned from different standings and perspectives, could potentially be diametrically opposed, vastly different.

"You can’t clear things up just with words, instead of seeking answers from me, it might be better to experience it yourself during the window period."

"What is a window period?"

Veronica frowned slightly at his response, "You haven’t heard of the window period?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"I study hard at school every day, what could I know?"

"Sss... that’s bad!"

Realizing Wang Yunxiao genuinely did not understand the concept of a window period, Veronica’s expression suddenly turned grave.

Wang Yunxiao, puzzled: "Why’s it bad, make yourself clear!"

"The window period is the oscillation window of the Temporal Tide, it could also be considered a sign before the arrival of a great tide. You know about tsunamis, right? Before the tsunami waves hit the shore, there often appears a phenomenon of the sea retreating at the coast."

Veronica looked at Wang Yunxiao seriously and said, "You haven’t heard the term ’window period’ up till now, which only indicates that Qinghe Middle School isn’t at the center of the Tide this time, and you don’t need to ’recognize’ this level of information. It’s our Church that’s in trouble here, they are targeting us!"

"Maybe one day you’ll wake up and have completely forgotten about me."