Chapter 403: The Truth

"Can we get to the point?"

Li Mochen appeared eager and expectant, and indeed he was.

"Mr. Thomas, I want to know what exactly happened to my parents a year ago."

"You should call me Uncle White."

White Thomas reminded him, then seeing Li Mochen's increasingly icy gaze, he too turned serious: "Is the girl beside you trustworthy?"

"She's Hazel, now my own sister. No need to avoid her."

Li Mochen's tone held a hint of impatience: "I've waited a long time for this moment."

"OK."

White Thomas sighed, but still began with what Li Mochen considered nonsense: "Actually, I wanted to come later. You've been developing well under Conshuri's wing, even defeating a large media company like Ferguson Culture Media. Until three days ago, I heard you were going to the Antolia Continent. If I'm not mistaken, you want to find 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robert E. Von and ask her about the truth of your parents' death, right? But I advise you not to go now, or even meet her. It's dangerous, extraordinarily dangerous."

He ignored Li Mochen's furrowed brows and continued: "This involves an old matter of your parents, also related to their death. About twenty-seven years ago, less than three months after your father arrived in America, he joined an expedition to explore a ruin in Mexico, believed to be the former 'City of the Gods' of the Maya."

Li Mochen raised an eyebrow. He knew this. According to the original Li Mochen's memory, Li Chunchu and Elena Wiltonshire met there. The latter, studying business, was interested in ancient history and joined a powerful archaeological team entering the Aztec ruins. This was the start of their romance, and less than two years later, his sister Jennifer Wiltonshire was born.

"No one knows what they experienced in those ruins, but afterward, your parents brought back three blood-red crystals containing astonishing energy. Your father used various high-tech instruments to analyze their composition. He initially thought they might be fragments of the Maya gods' divine essence, or even divine flesh. Later he suspected they might be related to the Western 'Philosopher's Stone,' or something similar, combined with divine power."

Hearing 'Philosopher's Stone,' Li Mochen's eyebrows lifted.

He knew of the Philosopher's Stone—a miraculous substance, a 'holy object' in the eyes of Western alchemists. Legend said it could transform any material into another, or create an elixir of immortality. Thus it was called 'the Philosopher's Stone, the Stone from Heaven, the Tincture, the Red Elixir, the Fifth Element,' and so on.

It was described as 'the most ancient, most mysterious, or most unknown; in nature, the most incomprehensible; it is heaven's blessing and sacred, the mystery of mysteries. It is moral and divine power, but hidden from the ignorant; it is the limit and purpose of all things under heaven, the ultimate and inconceivable result of all sages' operations. It is the perfect essence of all elements, an indestructible object that no element can harm or destroy; it is the Fifth Element. It is a dual and living mercury with spirit, capable of handling all natural elements and imperfect metals. It is eternal light, an elixir that cures all diseases, a glorious immortal phoenix of heaven's grace, the most precious of all treasures, the great treasure of all nature.'

In modern times, the truth of this so-called 'Philosopher's Stone' was exposed: it was a coagulation of the souls and blood of many humans or spiritual beings, similar to the Eastern 'Blood Refining Magic.'

"Your father never found a way to use those crystals, and never had a use for them. Until nine years ago, something happened to your sister Jennifer that made him desperately seek power, prompting the idea of re-entering that City of the Gods."

Li Mochen interrupted White Thomas: "I want to know what exactly happened to Jennifer."

He recalled from the original owner's memory that his sister's transformation also occurred around that time.

Despite his inquiries through various channels, even using Nanette Drew's connections, he had never learned the reason for Jennifer's drastic change in temperament.

White Thomas sighed again: "Your sister had excellent talent, very excellent, once comparable to the offspring of gods. Your parents had high hopes for her. They sent her to the Stellar Vein Noble Academy and prepared the Alliance Wing Hunting Group, engaging in illegal business in Southeast Asia to raise funds and provide her with the best resources. Dragon Vein Stone, Prometheus's Blood, the holy artifact 'Oath Sword'—all prepared by your father. When Jennifer turned sixteen and her bones stabilized, she could ascend in one step, not inferior to the geniuses of great families. But before that, Jennifer encountered a calamity: she was chosen by a Magician as his 'concubina.'"

Li Mochen's pupils contracted. The Latin word 'concubina' meant concubine, mistress, or secondary wife. But in the magical world, it had another meaning: similar to the Eastern cultivation concept of a 'cauldron'—using another's body as a vessel to achieve one's own golden elixir.

"By the time your parents learned of it, it was too late. Your sister, after a day of agonizing torment, had her talent taken and her virginity lost."

At this moment, Li Mochen's soul was filled with violence and murderous intent. Veins bulged all over his body, and his eyes nearly split with rage.

The original owner's extreme fury nearly overwhelmed his mind, causing a red aura to emanate from his body like burning blood-red flames.

Although the original 'Li Mochen' despised and scorned Jennifer to the utmost, they were still bound by blood.

"Calm down! Andre, please calm down, OK?"

White Thomas seemed inwardly alarmed: "In this state, I dare not continue telling you the rest."

Li Mochen took a deep breath, summoning the ice power of his natal god 'True Martial Emperor' to calm his emotions.

"I want to know who this so-called Magician is. Didn't Conshuri do anything?"

In the magical world, only a mage who mastered large-scale 'forbidden arts' and was at the demigod level could be honored as a 'Magician.'

"If Conshuri had ignored it, your parents and you siblings wouldn't have survived."

White Thomas shook his head: "But he could only ensure your safety; he couldn't do more."

Here, White hesitated slightly: "Your parents suspected that Jennifer's talent was taken due to betrayal and enticement from within the Wiltonshire family. Your grandfather never forgot the hatred, which made some people panic. They didn't want to see Jennifer grow."