Chapter 59: The Mysterious Stone Sculpture

"If it's just information about the Fantasy World, then... I know it very well! To be more specific, I can predict what will happen in the Fantasy World."

As soon as Sikong Xu spoke, everyone was stunned—he knew the Fantasy World very well? Impossible! The Fantasy World was created by the 'Hero'; after his disappearance, he left no information about it behind. By all rights, everyone in this world should be utterly unfamiliar with it.

"Do you realize what your words mean?" Li Yang, beside him, was so excited he could barely speak.

The Fantasy World is the foundation upon which the Dimensional Academy cultivates talent and is the best way for its students to grow stronger. It is no exaggeration to say that the trials within the Fantasy World can grant boundless power!

Li Yang knew this was not hyperbole. Even someone of his own level, if allowed to train in the Fantasy World, might achieve significant improvement.

Although the Dimensional Academy uses the Fantasy World as a special training ground for students, no one ever dares to underestimate it. For all anyone knows, a random person emerging from within might be capable of destroying the entire dimension of the real world!

With the experience of this lifetime, Li Yang knew there were many in the Fantasy World who could effortlessly annihilate the real world. Sikong Xu reckoned that even an old monster from some cultivation world, or a super-technology from a science fiction universe capable of destroying the cosmos, would spell doom for the real world.

"I am fully aware of the significance of my words," Sikong Xu replied, his expression unchanged.

The greatest challenge of training in the Fantasy World is not its powerful inhabitants or its perilous landscapes, but the unpredictability of events!

If Sikong Xu truly could foresee the developments within the Fantasy World, his trials would become much easier, and he might even acquire tremendous strength.

With this in mind, half of Li Yang's doubts were instantly resolved. If Sikong Xu could predict the events of the Fantasy World, then the sudden rise in his strength was no longer surprising.

"Child, is what you say true?" The principal, too, gazed at Sikong Xu with excitement, his wrinkled old face making Sikong Xu a little uncomfortable.

"It's true."

"Is your ability to predict the events of the Fantasy World... your innate talent?" The principal seemed to be confirming something and pressed Sikong Xu further.

"No." Sikong Xu answered decisively, knowing that even if he lied now, it would not remain hidden for long. "To be precise, I simply know the Fantasy World very well."

"I see... I see... Haha." The principal, who had been in a daze, suddenly seemed to understand, his slightly stooped back straightening.

"Child, come with me." The principal's eyes flashed with resolve.

"Where are we going?" Sikong Xu followed behind, while Li Yang was sent back to his office by the principal. The fewer people who knew what was about to happen, the better.

"I'm taking you to meet someone," the principal said mysteriously.

Despite his age, the principal was remarkably robust, striding with the vigor of a tiger. He showed no signs of fatigue, and Sikong Xu, with the constitution of an ordinary person, struggled to keep pace. Clearly, the principal was much stronger than a normal person.

Thus, the principal led the way, Sikong Xu obediently trailing behind. Though he did not know whom the principal intended for him to meet, Sikong Xu trusted that the principal would not harm him.

Gradually, they left the office building, heading straight for the rear, where there was a tranquil little garden. The person the principal wanted Sikong Xu to meet must be inside.

As soon as he stepped into the quiet garden, a fragrant scent greeted him, tinged with the essence of nature. Though small, the garden was meticulously arranged; the stone benches and tables in the corners seemed long unused, covered in a thick layer of dust. Yet at the garden's center stood a stone sculpture identical to the golden statue atop the office building!

The statue was coated in dust, looking shabby and ancient as if it had stood for many years. Yet, just like the golden statue above, it had a certain hazy quality.

That indistinct sense—the feeling of seeing but not registering—told Sikong Xu at once that this was the statue of the 'Hero'!

But this stone sculpture was far inferior to the golden statue on the office building; the golden statue was exquisitely crafted, while this battered stone could not compare to its radiant gold.

"Principal... you're not saying the person you want me to meet is this statue, are you?" After scrutinizing the garden, Sikong Xu confirmed there was not a soul in sight!

What was this old principal up to? Bringing him here to meet someone, only for there to be no one else around—was he playing tricks on him?

"That's right. I brought you to meet this great one," the principal said, his aged face suffused with infinite nostalgia, as if he were reminiscing.

Damn! The old man really is playing games, actually bringing him here to meet a stone statue! Is he senile?

Seeing the statue, Sikong Xu's anger flared. "Principal, I don't want to stand here like a fool and watch you become senile... If you want me to meet someone, fine, but at least make it a real person, not a statue—what the heck!"

"You understand nothing," the principal retorted, glaring at Sikong Xu. "This statue has a spirit!"

"Nonsense."

"You brat." The principal shook his head, then said, "If you don't believe me, why not touch the statue with your hand?"

"Just touch it?" Sikong Xu asked.

"That's right."

"Fine, I'll try." Determined to snap the principal out of his supposed senility, Sikong Xu stepped forward and slapped his hand against the statue.

Buzz—

Suddenly, a strange transformation occurred! The statue, dusty and decrepit, burst into dazzling white light, engulfing Sikong Xu in an instant.

Once he was completely enveloped, the intense light contracted, turning Sikong Xu into a single white point—until he vanished.

Afterwards, only the principal remained, frozen in place in the little garden...