"Lost Treasures of Wild History? What the hell is that supposed to be?"
Yellow Wind Little Sage froze, every inch of him stunned.
He was intimately familiar with the tale of Hou Yi Shoots the Suns, yet the description on the panel before his eyes looked like something a comedian had improvised on the spot. It carried an inexplicable air of bizarre mysticism, nothing like a proper mythological record.
"A man-made corrupted myth? Myths can be altered by human hands, and even produce corresponding mythological materials?" Yellow Wind Little Sage muttered, his voice full of confusion.
He scratched his head, a trace of absurdity flashing through his eyes. "Wouldn't that make it fabricated wild history? It's been so many years already—why is this trashy webfiction still chasing me?"
Yellow Wind Little Sage felt complaints piling up in his heart like mountains, yet had no idea where to begin venting them.
But after the initial shock passed, Yellow Wind Little Sage immediately realized there was another, even more serious problem hidden within it.
"Since wild histories can appear within myths, and can even create mythological materials of such high quality..." His gaze gradually turned grave.
"Then could Mythic Walkers deliberately fabricate wild histories and weave them into the Lost Mythology system, using them to nurture the mythological materials they need?"
The moment that thought arose, Yellow Wind Little Sage felt a chill run down his spine.
"If that is really the case, what has this world become?"
After all, other Mythic Walkers did not possess Zhou Yao's abilities and knowledge. They could not see the detailed panel information for Lost Treasures of Wild History.
Under such circumstances, the overwhelming majority of Mythic Walkers would be unable to distinguish between official history and wild history.
Over the long passage of time, so-called