The moment Principal Xiang took out the box, the system’s voice sounded once again.
This came as a pleasant surprise to Fang Xiu.
The box before him had to be the object the system had previously detected inside the statue.
Fang Xiu didn’t know what it was exactly.
Even the system had only said it detected something that could be Sacrificed.
As for what that something was, the system had offered no clues.
"This... Thank you, Principal Xiang!"
Fang Xiu feigned a moment of hesitation before accepting it.
"This was left behind by my grandfather. I didn’t even know it existed at first. He had someone place it beneath his statue. I only found out about it after the Gate World opened and the box fell inside."
Principal Xiang explained.
Fang Xiu nodded slightly. He hadn’t expected that even the principal didn’t know about this item.
"This was left by the old principal. I... I can’t accept it!"
Fang Xiu really wanted to Sacrifice it.
But since this was something left behind by the old principal, it must be incredibly meaningful to Principal Xiang.
Fang Xiu was somewhat reluctant to take such an item for a Sacrifice.
After all, he could find other things to Sacrifice in the future.
There was no need to take something so personal.
"Haha, why don’t you open it and take a look first?"
Principal Xiang smiled.
He then gestured for Fang Xiu to open it.
After a moment’s hesitation, Fang Xiu opened the box.
When he opened it, he saw a piece of paper lying inside.
After taking out the paper, Fang Xiu saw a piece of red cloth underneath, seemingly covering something.
"This..."
Fang Xiu looked at the paper in his hand, hesitating over whether he should open it.
After all, this was something left by the old principal, and Principal Xiang was his grandson. ’What if it was meant for Principal Xiang?’
However, Principal Xiang, who was standing to the side, directly gestured for Fang Xiu to read it.
In that case, Fang Xiu didn’t stand on ceremony. He unfolded the paper and took a look.
"Hm?"
After reading the contents, Fang Xiu’s brow furrowed slightly.
[Hello, Sacrificial Master.]
The very first line stunned Fang Xiu.
’This thing was left for a Sacrificial Master?’
’In other words, it was left for me?’
[I know your Talent is excellent. The Sacrificial Master Profession is inherently rare and exceptionally hard to come by, and you are a Sacrificial Master who has reached SSS Level.]
"This... Did you put this here, Principal?"
No matter how Fang Xiu looked at it, something felt strange.
Although the paper and handwriting looked very old, the contents were just too absurd.
"It was all left by my grandfather!"
Principal Xiang smiled faintly.
He had also read this letter, so he was aware of its contents.
Since Principal Xiang said otherwise, Fang Xiu had no choice but to continue reading.
[Do not be surprised. A Prophet friend of mine told me this. He made a prophecy that a young Sacrificial Master would appear here—that is to say, you.]
[I will not meet you, because by then, I will already be dead.]
[But I understand the Sacrificial Master Profession. Making a Sacrifice is extremely difficult and very risky.]
[I wanted to leave something for you, and my Prophet friend suggested leaving this item. I’m not sure what it is myself.]
[He said it can be Sacrificed, and that you would probably like it.]
[Hmm, his prophecies have never been wrong, so this should be correct. Sacrificing this item should grant you a decent reward.]
[However, my Prophet friend spent another three years of his life to make a prediction for me. He said that a statue could be erected in the university I founded, and this item should be placed beneath it!]
[He said a new Gate World would appear beneath my statue. If a Gate World really does appear then, you can perform the Sacrifice without worry.]
[Hmm, he’s quite something. Three years of his life in exchange for this prophecy. So I did as he said and placed the gift for you, along with this letter, beneath my statue.]
[If a Gate World truly appears beneath my statue, then please believe him, and believe me. Sacrifice the gift I have given you to the Deities!]
[I think I should also get a box that can block detection, so that no one will know about it. It adds a bit of randomness!]
[Farewell, young Sacrificial Master. The fate of this world is in your hands now!]
[Xiang Zongzhen!]
Upon reading this far, Fang Xiu fell silent for a moment.
’He never would have thought that the Prophet Profession actually existed in this world.’
’And that their prophecies could be so accurate?’
"This is what my grandfather left for you."
Seeing the look on Fang Xiu’s face, Principal Xiang knew he had finished reading the letter.
He also knew the contents of the letter, so he said, "His friend, the Prophet, was a Level 85 Prophet. He was very accurate. Unfortunately, after predicting a major event, he passed away."
"A major event?"
Fang Xiu was a little curious.
’What kind of major event could have completely consumed the Prophet’s lifespan?’
Prophets were different from ordinary Awakened.
For every Level a Prophet gained, their lifespan would increase by one year.
Of course, making a prophecy would consume a portion of that lifespan.
A Level 85 Prophet would have at least eighty-five years added to their lifespan.
And since the Awakened already have longer lifespans to begin with, living to be over a hundred would be no problem at all.
So, all things considered, he must have had a lifespan of at least two hundred years.

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