My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 473 Regent King Chu, you're not dead?!
"You two, um!" Sun Min said with difficulty, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

However, both of them completely ignored her. The atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly strange, eerie, heavy, and solemn.

There were still some people checking in inside the lobby, but after realizing something was wrong, they didn't hesitate to turn around and leave.

Those who can enter the Tianjing Grand Hotel are all from wealthy and powerful families. Even if they are not extraordinary individuals, or rather, are not qualified to know about extraordinary matters... at least they know about martial arts. So it's clear that this spectacle is not to be trifled with! It's something that could truly cost you your life.

But soon, the situation changed again.

Footsteps sounded, and another group of people dressed in strange clothes entered. Clearly, they were in the same situation as the two who had arrived before.

Chu Zhu cracked open some melon seeds on the table, watching the scene with a sigh. Brilliant, truly brilliant! I just wonder if a fight will break out; if they do, it'll be even more exciting… But, was the person who arranged this group of diplomats really not doing it on purpose? It just so happens to be at this similar time, and under circumstances where they have a grudge…

Chu Zhu's mind had barely processed what was happening when she heard the last group of people who entered speak like a bolt from the blue...

“Amitabha! This humble monk is Gandhi, from the White Tiger Kingdom!” This was a monk who looked to be in his forties, with a fair complexion and brown hair. He had a long scar on his face, but his words were filled with a peacefulness that was completely different from his appearance.

He sincerely extended an invitation: "Holy sons and daughters of Mount God, and the current Gu maidens of the Gu Clan, I have heard of your names! You are all the chosen ones of this world... I wonder, are you willing to submit to my Buddha! To enjoy the glory of my Buddha. If you convert to my Buddha, under the opportunity in the future, you will become true Buddhas in this world, eternal and indestructible, which is not an illusion."

Chu Zhu: "..."

Others at the scene: “…”

The atmosphere changed instantly.

The two, who had previously been subtly hostile, now stared coldly at Gandhi, their bodies instinctively tensing. It seemed they had reached a cooperation agreement without any discussion whatsoever.

"Awesome." Chu Zhu exclaimed sincerely. Just how much hatred does Buddhism attract... But thinking about everything he had experienced before, Chu Zhu suddenly realized that attracting hatred was normal. You say you have an affinity with Buddhism, and you want to turn the elite talents next door into your own clones? Who can resist that?

All I can say is, if the Buddha treats everyone like this... it would be really strange if the Buddha Saint hadn't been beaten to a pulp by numerous god-level giants... Well, maybe he's already been beaten, which is why he seems to have toned it down a lot now.

Seeing that the blue-haired boy and girl had already pulled out short, thick staffs from their sleeves, and that scorpions and centipedes had crawled out of the Gu woman's sleeves, it looked like a fight was about to break out...

"Gentlemen..." Footsteps sounded as Huo Qiming walked in from outside the gate, with Hu Kaikang standing beside him: "I am Huo Qiming, the Southern Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

His gaze, sharp as a sword, swept across the area before he said calmly, "If you want to fight, you can go to a dedicated fighting arena, or even leave the borders of my Great Qian Kingdom... What are you trying to achieve by acting so recklessly here?"

Huo Qiming's voice was very stiff. He had actually arrived long ago. After all, there were many strong people among the group. If there were no strong people of the same level to suppress them, it was hard to imagine what they would do. However, he had always thought that after sensing his presence, this group of people would not cause trouble to the point where he would have to step in. Now, he could only say that he had overestimated these guys. They were indeed barbarians!
"Sorry, sorry!" The blue-haired boy scratched his head, pressed down on the blue-haired girl's shoulder, smiled politely, and clasped his hands together, showing great sincerity: "But we were mainly provoked... Actually, we came here with good intentions!"

"I still believe that." Hu Kaikang coughed slightly, openly taking sides. The relationship between Mount God and the Western faction is quite close! Although to some extent, they should actually regard each other as heretics... but when gods truly exist, that's a different story.

Huo Qiming glanced at Hu Kaikang indifferently, but did not dwell on the matter further.

"Then, for the sake of the Great Qian Dynasty, we'll pretend we didn't hear your provocation..." The blue-haired youth smiled at Gandhi, completely ignoring the other's hurried explanations, such as 'this wasn't a provocation at all' and 'I was serious and sincere'...

After a moment's thought, the blue-haired boy strode towards Chu Zhu and said in a generous manner, "Sir, I am the Holy Son of Mount God, a descendant of the Skywing Clan. My name is Monday, and the blue-haired girl over there is my third sister, Wednesday."

“The moment I saw you, I felt my halo getting a little hot… Hahaha, you probably don’t understand what that means?” Monday touched the top of his head and sighed, “Our halo is said to be able to communicate with Lucifer, the Lord’s second-in-command who knows everything… In Eastern terms, in the Lord’s second-in-command’s eyes, we are very destined.”

After a brief pause, Monday gazed intently at Chu Zhu: "I wonder if I could get to know you? I feel we'd get along very well." "..." Chu Zhu was pondering a very serious question: If this "Master" is God, then what exactly is this Lucifer? Lucifer seems to be Lucifer... who's cosplaying this? Don't tell him, this guy is also an ancient popsicle!
But if that's really the case, then sensing that he... has emotional fluctuations is absolutely normal.

"?!" All eyes in the room finally turned to them.

When Huo Qiming saw Chu Zhu, he froze for a moment, then fell into deep thought. He rubbed his eyes hard, glanced at Chu Zhu again, and after confirming that he wasn't hallucinating, he was completely dumbfounded. His eyes twitched wildly, and his lips trembled—Wait, weren't you dead?!
Hu Kaikang was also sweating profusely, his expression dazed. Had the corpse come back to life? No… Hu Kaikang’s fingers trembled slightly. The funeral time had already been set! Why would he see this at this time…? This is truly unbelievable!

Although Hu Kaikang had indeed guessed that Chu Zhu might have faked his death to escape, given the emperor's unusual attitude... there's no way he could just suddenly reappear the next day... This is too darkly humorous! With this incident... what about all those tears shed yesterday by the newly appointed Commander Huo next to him?
“My name…” Chu Zhu raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over Lao Huo and Lao Hu, realizing something from their attitudes. How did these two know his situation? Was it because he had contact with them before? Or perhaps, subconsciously, he considered them as his own, and that's why they were on his whitelist?
One idea after another flashed through Chu Zhu's mind. She decided to try it again later, deliberately keeping a low profile, and walk around in front of the two of them to see if they could still recognize her.

"Um, can't I even say my name?" the blue-haired boy asked again.

Chu Zhu gave him a deep look, made her decision, and uttered two concise words: "Chu Zhu!"

Huo Qiming: "?!"

Hu Kaikang: "!!!"

"Fine, fine, you're not going to act anymore, huh?" However, to their surprise… everyone around them remained remarkably calm. Even the Gu woman, who had openly declared she was there for the Regent, was unusually composed—

Or perhaps even if there were emotional fluctuations, it was suspicion—why would this holy son treat that young man in this way?

Although they were enemies, it was precisely because of this that Gu Xun'er understood these two people so well. They were both notoriously aloof and indifferent to everything outside their circle. They had even publicly ignored and humiliated the Gu Spirit who had come to negotiate with them!

But now... this attitude even made Gu Xun'er suspect that these two people weren't actually the chicken-wing boy and girl, but someone using their faces in disguise...

Therefore, Huo Qiming and Hu Kaikang exchanged a silent glance and made a tacit decision—they did not go up directly to show their respect, but chose to observe silently.

"It's just exchanging names, as for making friends... sorry." Chu Zhu stood up, casually clapped her hands, and flashed a bright smile: "I don't really like the myriad races! Even though you only have the blood of myriad races. Hehe, bye-bye!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Chu Zhu turned around and vanished like a phantom.

There was dead silence.

"What...what does that guy mean?!" Gu Xun'er was the first to bristle. Because the Gu clan had fused with the blood of the ancient insect race...this was practically an attack from the margins!
however……

The young boy and girl from the Skywing Clan exchanged a glance, seemingly communicating in some way, but showed no anger.

On Monday, he looked at Huo Qiming again and said sincerely, "I wonder if we could meet with that person again? His name has already been mentioned... it shouldn't be too difficult to find him."

However, to Monday's surprise, Huo Qiming remained silent, finally glancing at Bishop Hu beside him. Even Hu Kaikang, whom they had secretly contacted before their arrival, looked troubled and could only reluctantly say, "I'll contact him! If he agrees..."

“…Okay!” Monday let out a sigh of relief: “This kind of thing… definitely requires the other party’s consent! In fact, if you want to use your power to suppress others… I will disagree! I’m serious, since the Lord thinks we should be friends… then it’s inevitable! Using power to suppress them would only ruin the beauty of the situation.”

Hu Kaikang: "..."

No, no, no, I think there are many flaws in this. If we use power to suppress them... the Pope can put in a good word for you and hopefully we can get you to go home with your bodies intact.

(End of this chapter)