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Chapter 435 This one is even more heavyweight

As Zhang Chulan thought this, he smiled and said, "The world I live in, more than a thousand years after our ancestor, no longer distinguishes between dynasties!"

"Over a thousand years?!"

"To be precise, it was around 1,300 years ago."

Thirteen hundred years...

Sima Chengzhen stared blankly at Zhang Chulan in front of him, as if digesting the changes of time and the vicissitudes of life behind those five short words.

Zhang Chulan lowered his voice and said, "If the Ancestor is interested in the future, after today, this disciple is willing to tell you everything that has happened over the past thousand years."

"But for now, let's deal with the immediate matter first!"

Sima Chengzhen snapped out of his reverie and glanced thoughtfully at Zhang Chulan.

Their eyes met, they looked at each other, and quickly reached a tacit understanding.

Zhang Chulan turned his head, smiled at the other three silent pedestrians, and immediately spoke enthusiastically:

"It's fate that we met. Since we're all from the same group who came to the city, why don't we introduce ourselves and get to know each other so we can help each other and achieve mutual benefit in the future!"

This kid is good. He's eloquent and has great wisdom. With a disciple like him, the Taoist tradition should have no problem being passed down a thousand years from now!
Sima Chengzhen looked at Zhang Chulan with admiration.

He pulled the seemingly dazed girl behind him over and said with a smile:

"If you all don't mind, I'll go first and set an example."

"I am Zhang Chulan, from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain. This is Feng Baobao, who is unaffiliated with any sect or faction. She is my friend and colleague in the secular world."

Feng Baobao...

Sima Chengzhen raised an eyebrow, looked the girl up and down, and couldn't help but marvel.

"He is so clear-headed and ethereal, he has the appearance of an immortal!"

"How could such a promising talent be without a sect or school? What are the Shangqing disciples doing a thousand years from now?!"

Sima Chengzhen muttered to himself while glaring at Zhang Chulan with exasperation, clearly having already forgotten his earlier praise of the boy.

At the same time, the other three exchanged glances.

Among them, a burly man with a thick beard, dressed in a black robe and wearing a jade pendant at his waist, with an aura as deep and unfathomable as a prison, stepped forward first and laughed loudly:
"Since Brother Zhang is so generous, I, Yan, cannot fall behind."

"My name is Yan Chixia, a swordsman of the martial world. I belong to no sect or school, but I have a little reputation. I've been given the nickname 'Number One Swordsman Under Heaven' by some busybodies!"

"So it's Brother Yan..."

Zhang Chulan subconsciously clasped his hands in a fist salute.

But then he realized what was happening, and stared blankly at the big man, saying:
"Yan...Yan Chixia?"

"..."

Yan Chixia's laughter faltered, and he looked at Zhang Chulan somewhat guiltily, saying:

"Young Master Zhang, you...have you heard of my name?"

"Have heard a little bit."

Zhang Chulan chuckled dryly, then cautiously probed, "I've heard that Brother Yan possesses the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and once slew demons and monsters in a desolate mountain temple. I wonder... is that true or not?"

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword?!
Sima Chengzhen was startled and couldn't help but turn to look at Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia twitched the corner of his mouth, seemingly with a hint of helplessness and nostalgia, and said, "It seems that my deeds have also been recorded in later generations!"

"Unfortunately, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword has already been returned to its rightful owner."

"I haven't seen that senior who took the divine sword for a long time."

The information in the entry order mentioned the 'information exchange hypothesis', so no one was surprised that Zhang Chulan knew about their deeds; at most, they were just surprised that the hypothesis had been verified.

However, judging from Zhang Chulan's appearance, he probably only knows about Lanruo Temple and is unaware of Yan Chixia's current identity.

If everyone knew that he, as the dignified lord of the City of the Wrongfully Dead and a strong candidate for the next Yama King of the Middle Thousand Worlds, was deliberately lying to conceal his identity, wouldn't that be embarrassing!

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia blushed and regretted his earlier 'incognito visit'.

Fortunately, his face was naturally dark, and with his restrained yin energy, no one noticed anything amiss.

"It's actually Yan Daxia from 'A Chinese Ghost Story'!"

Zhang Chulan snapped out of his shock and couldn't help but swallow.

There were only six people in this group who entered the city. Apart from him and Feng Baobao, the other two who randomly appeared had such amazing identities.

"One is the twelfth generation patriarch of the Shangqing School of Taoism and the founder of the Nanyue Tiantai School."

"The other one is a character from a supernatural tale, a living sword immortal who possesses the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!"

"...What about the remaining two?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan turned his head slightly stiffly and looked at the bald woman in the yellow robe.

"The Himalayas, the nameless ascetic."

The bald woman smiled slightly and said kindly, "If you don't mind, young friend, you can call me Gu Yi!"

"So it's Fellow Daoist Gu!"

Sima Chengzhen smiled and bowed, saying, "I see that you are a Daoist with a refined and introspective spirit, and you must have achieved considerable cultivation. If you are not too kind to me, I hope you will not hesitate to teach me in the future and we can have more exchanges."

Yan Chixia, standing beside her, also smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, clearly having also noticed that this bald woman was no ordinary person.

"You two Taoists are so polite!"

Gu Yi smiled politely and then turned to look at Zhang Chulan, whose lips were twitching, and said with a half-smile:

"Why have you lost your composure, young friend?"

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Zhang Chulan came to his senses and chuckled dryly, saying, "There is nothing wrong with it!"

The leap from a highly accomplished Taoist master to a demon-slaying sword immortal is quite significant.

Unexpectedly, the third one is even more extraordinary. He is the Supreme Sorcerer who once fought against the dimensional demon god and protected the earth for nearly a thousand years with his own strength!

To be honest, if it were the face from the movie, Zhang Chulan would definitely recognize it at a glance.

But the Gu Yi in front of him was completely different from the actress in both appearance and figure, so it's no wonder Zhang Chulan only felt that she looked familiar...

Good heavens, even the Sorcerer Supreme has arrived!
Is this City of All Heavens a joke?!

He and Bao'er are just two little bastards, do they really deserve to sit at the same table with these three?!
Zhang Chulan inwardly complained, but outwardly turned his gaze to the person at the very back.

The man was dressed in the most ordinary blue robe, and his appearance and demeanor were also unremarkable.

Zhang Chulan racked his brains but still couldn't find a role that matched this person's image.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this person shouldn't be anyone special, right?"

Just as Zhang Chulan was thinking this, the man hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said:

"Li Feiyu, a Qi Refining cultivator from Huangfeng Valley, greets fellow Daoists!"

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Okay, he takes back what he just said. This one is even more of a heavyweight!
Sima Chengzhen, who was standing nearby, immediately asked:

"Fellow Daoist is also a cultivator?"

"good."

Han Li nodded slightly and said with a smile, "However, the path I cultivate seems to be different from yours. If there is an opportunity in the future, we can exchange ideas and verify each other's understanding!"

"good!"

Sima Chengzhen nodded in agreement, accepting the verbal agreement.

Just then, a surprised voice suddenly came from the city gate ahead.

"Hey you guys, what are you still doing standing there at the door?"

"Didn't the entry order already explain the procedures to you?"

"Hurry up and go into the city to register!"

Upon hearing this, everyone at the door turned to look.

Even Zhang Chulan suppressed his shock at suddenly encountering Han Laomo and looked toward the city gate in the direction of the sound.

Below the city gate stood a handsome young man dressed in a black and red outfit, carrying a black ruler that looked like a door panel on his back, and exuding a slightly scorching aura.

Seeing this incredibly classic outfit, Zhang Chulan's heart couldn't help but flutter again.

Before he could react further, Yan Chixia, who was standing next to him, smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "May I ask if this young brother is an official of the City of Heavens?"

"of course not!"

The young man waved his hand and said, "I am just like you, one of the fortunate ones who received the city entry token. It's just that I arrived a little earlier than you!"

At this point, the young man paused, then smiled and said, "Well, since we've met, I'll help them to the end, and see them through to the end."

"Come with me, I'll take you to the Ascension Pavilion to register!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the city.

The group exchanged glances, then gratefully bowed and thanked them before following them.

Meanwhile, out of sight of the others, Lin Yu and the remaining group members stood in mid-air, watching Zhang Chulan and the others' backs with great interest.

Yun Ye hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind.

"Han Li, Feng Baobao, and Zhang Chulan, these three need no further explanation."

"Yan Chixia is now the lord of the City of the Wrongfully Dead in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, and he is also a key figure for us to infiltrate the mythological multiverse in the future. I can understand why he can enter the city."

"But why was Sima Chengzhen from the Tang Dynasty ghost world also granted an entry permit?"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes upon hearing this and said irritably, "Then you'll have to ask Su Haoming!"

"That guy is as unpredictable as the wind, spending half the year active in other worlds and completely unconcerned about the development of his own."

"Even if he cares, he only benefits his close friends and family. When asked about the world, he wholeheartedly supports Fan Xian and Li Shimin's cross-border invasion and taking control of the world for him."

"To put it nicely, this is carefree living; to put it bluntly, it's just giving up!"

Lin Yu relentlessly criticized Su Haoming, causing the group members to exchange bewildered glances and chuckle.

After finishing his rant, Lin Yu paused slightly and then turned his gaze to Sima Chengzhen.

"As for this old Taoist priest, he was the first being in all the heavens and myriad realms to obtain a spiritual seed. Although his cultivation level is only considered junior in the cultivation world, his theoretical knowledge is quite rich, and his potential and influence are extraordinary."

"The revival of spiritual energy in the Tang Ghost World will ultimately depend on this old Taoist priest!"

That's it!

The group members looked enlightened.

"What about the Ancient One?"

"..."

Lin Yu's face darkened upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but snort angrily, "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

"The Marvel world's entry pass was clearly issued to that white-bearded Ancient One, so how did it end up in this Celtic version of the Ancient One's hands?!"

(End of this chapter)