Chapter 235

Sunny dragged his exhausted body to an apartment building.

On the surface, he was a Fourth Realm professional, and what he was most proud of in his life was that, as a native of Blue Star, he possessed local household registration and had even bought a house on Blue Star through a loan!

Although he was burdened with a two-hundred-year loan because of this, on Blue Star, he was already considered a "successful person."

After all, Blue Star professionals weren't worth much, but household registration was very difficult!

As an ordinary working dog at "Armor Orchid Company" on Blue Star, he had worked until late at night again today.

Walking into an elevator that was almost the same as a space elevator, Sunny rubbed his eyes.

In less than a minute, the elevator reached the 3672nd floor where he lived.

【Beep... Master, welcome home.】

Glancing at the door lock, the smart iris card lock on it opened automatically, revealing a room of less than thirty square meters.

Narrow, enclosed...

Every inch of space was perfectly utilized, and it was divided into a bedroom, study, kitchen, and bathroom, with all kinds of sundries piled up...

Sunny closed the door and took a deep breath.

"The moment to witness a miracle has arrived."

The next instant, a short black rod appeared in his hand, and he waved it gently.

The void seemed to be expanded infinitely; within the originally enclosed room, a "cultivation room," a "storage room," and a super-luxurious living room exceeding two hundred square meters were forcibly squeezed in!

The huge crystal chandelier flickered with luxurious light.

It seemed that under the magical spell, the originally narrow and enclosed room was not only lengthened but also heightened!

"Praise the Gate of Nothingness!"

Sunny smiled slightly, lay on the leather sofa, and opened a bottle of beverage casually: "This space spell is really easy to use; it was worth it for me to join back then..."

In his own private residence, he appeared much more relaxed.

Sunny was a rare "Spellcaster," analogous to the magicians of ancient times.

It was just that his talent was average, and after struggling for many years, he was still at the official professional level of the Fourth Realm.

Later, he was driven almost crazy by his own narrow and enclosed room, which was why he sought some space spells he could practice.

Then, he discovered this space spell in an ancient classic, and after using it, he became unconsciously addicted to it.

Immediately, he was sought out by the Gate Sect, joined them half-voluntarily and half-forced, and even mixed in to get a lot of useful knowledge.

For example... methods on how to better hide himself.

"My secret strength is already that of a Sixth Realm Spellcaster now... Ever since the previous Moon God incident, the high echelon of the Gate Sect has been like they're all dead; no one has contacted me..."

"Could it be... I've already mixed my way into the high echelon?"

Sunny thought while drinking his beverage.

Just at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the back of his hand.

The skin on the back of his hand was fair and delicate, but only he could see that a rune in the shape of a gate had already begun to shine.

"Finally... have they contacted me?"

Sunny didn't know what kind of emotion was in his heart, but he quickly followed the previous procedure, came to a dark room, and lit the four candles in the corner.

Then, he set up offerings one by one, and his voice gradually became low: "Great Gate of Nothingness... I pray for your power, I pray for your favor, I pray for you to give me a good dream."

The next moment, a brilliance came from the symbol representing the "Gate" in the ritual.

Sunny yawned, fell directly to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Such a realistic space..."

Sunny looked at the blue sky and white clouds, his face full of emotion: "This is exactly the world I want... it's simply not inferior to the virtual universe."

"It's still very different, because this is a manifestation of your subconscious... You subconsciously believe in yourself, therefore you feel this world is very 'real'... But in my opinion, this dream is still too crude..."

A voice sounded.

But there was no help for it being crude; after all, cultists couldn't hold meetings in virtual space, right?

Wouldn't that be turning into sending credit to the "All-Knowing Brain"?

At present, the relatively safe contact channel between evil deity believers is only dreams.

In this regard, the "Gate of Nothingness" possesses a certain advantage, perhaps because it masters the authority in related aspects.

"Who?"

Sunny looked at the source of the voice and saw a figure appear, entirely shrouded in a black robe, with even their face wearing a mask.

Fang Xing's cultivation avatar didn't say much, made a hand seal, and chanted a spell in his mouth.

This spell was tongue-twisting and complex; he didn't know which kind of extraterrestrial language it was.

After Sunny finished listening, he was full of respect: "You... are you the new Sect Master? The previous Sect Master left a will; after he dies, whoever can use this spell and hand seal is the new Sect Master!"

This was naturally the pot of the previous Gate Sect Master.

The other party thought he would surely succeed in possession, and had long thought about how to control the sect after changing bodies, laying out many methods.

But to deal with this Sunny, Fang Xing only needed to display some information he had obtained from the Gate Sect Master, and that was already enough.

'Sigh... you say I originally only came to go undercover, how did I become the Gate Sect Master?'

Fang Xing sighed in his heart; this cultivation avatar of his was originally considered a person without a household registration.

However, after secretly sneaking out of the Blue Sea Villa, he handled a fake identity through the channel of the Gate Sect Master and extracted the Star Yuan from those few anonymous accounts.

The current Fang Xing can very proudly announce one thing: what are billionaires? Billionaires and trillionaires are all little brothers in front of him!

Of course, although he managed a portion of the Gate Sect's savings, Fang Xing didn't dare to let this account have any intersection with the original Fang Xing's own account.

Even if he washed this money into white, it wouldn't work.

It's still that saying: as long as it's done, there will inevitably be traces.

If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation avatar was considered to have popped out of thin air, Fang Xing wouldn't dare to act so carelessly.

Fortunately, if he wants to enjoy, the cultivation avatar enjoys it, and that means the true self enjoys it.

Even if it finally blows up, it's the cultivation avatar taking the hit, and it has nothing to do with the true self in the slightest.

He spoke slowly, his voice thick and hoarse: "The last failure caused our sect to suffer significant losses... I plan to promote you to become one of the ten 'Disciples' of the sect."

The planet bishops, god sons, holy maidens, and so on of the Gate Sect... are actually all pits.

Those who truly hold great power are still the Gate Sect Master and the ten "Disciples."

"Me?"

Sunny was startled, then bowed: "Only believe in the Gate of Nothingness."

"Very good."

Seeing this, Fang Xing's mouth curled slightly, revealing a trace of a smile: "I remember, the classics and a portion of the ritual vessels of the Gate Sect are all kept with you, right? Now the sect needs to reactivate them."

'This person... is indeed the successor chosen by the previous generation!'

'This matter, apart from me and the previous Sect Master, basically no one knows!'

Sunny's pupils shrank, then he revealed a look of determination: "In order to rebuild the sect, I am naturally duty-bound... It's just that I don't know what method to use to hand them over to the Sect Master?"

In a dream, naturally, one can only exchange information.

Once it involves offline mailing issues, it's very easy for things to go wrong!

"It doesn't matter, I've already arrived."

Fang Xing revealed a trace of a smile.

"What?"

Sunny couldn't help but be shocked, suddenly woke up from the dark room, and saw a person standing in front of him, in a black robe, wearing a mask, exactly the same as the Sect Master in the dream!

'Sure enough, the Sect Master also knows my true identity...'

Sunny's heart went cold, and all his little thoughts were put away.

"Sect Master?"

He called out tentatively.

"Go get those secret classics and ritual vessels."

Fang Xing went to the living room with Sunny, sat on the sofa carelessly, and waved his hand.

Looking at the back of Sunny going to the next room, he released his divine sense and began to monitor without stopping for a moment.

In his heart, however, he was savoring the soul-searching technique from just now.

"This 'Soul-Searching Technique in Dreams' from the Nine Infants Sect is stronger than the 'Soul-Destroying Soul-Searching Technique' in that it is silent and moistens things..."

"In a dream, soul-searching is completed unconsciously, and the person involved doesn't even have much feeling... Of course, this must be performed at the Nascent Soul realm."

Just now, he took advantage of Sunny's deep sleep to perform the soul-searching technique and obtained a lot of information and intelligence.

'A Sixth Realm Spellcaster, space spell... indeed a talent.'

'When enough quantity is gathered, if you can't satisfy me, then I'll pack you up and send you to the Public Security Bureau... That kid Song Jingang just started working, he must really need political achievements.'

Sunny didn't know that the big shot next door was monitoring him and was even preparing to sell him out.

He came to the next room, confirmed that Fang Xing hadn't followed, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at Fang Xing's magnanimity.

After moving an oil painting, he saw a safe.

Familiar with inputting the password, after the safe opened, it was empty inside.

Then, a short black rod appeared in Sunny's hand, and he chanted a complex and tongue-twisting spell in his mouth.

A flash of light inside the safe revealed two black notebooks and a book with a brown leather cover.

Besides this, there were several broken stone slabs and a half-incomplete golden candlestick.

Fang Xing only swept his divine sense over them and felt the "Great Sun Tathagata Mantra" stirring.

Not only that, even the "Gate of the Heavens" trembled slightly.

'Sure enough...'

He sat steadily on the sofa, watching Sunny send the three secret classics and several ritual vessels to him: "Sect Master, these are the three secret classics 'Key of the Gate', 'Gate of Constructing Flesh and Bone', and 'Gate of the Forest' that the previous Sect Master entrusted to my care..."

The reason he was so obedient was not because of trust and loyalty.

It was just that he understood one thing: this black-robed person could easily sneak into his house without being discovered; he absolutely possessed strength sufficient to crush him!

"Not bad..."

Fang Xing did not flip through those secret classics but picked up that golden candlestick.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Sunny felt that when this Sect Master picked up the lamp stand, the layer of brilliance originally covering the lamp stand seemed to brighten quite a bit in an instant...

'Sure enough, to be able to obtain the recognition of the ritual vessel, how thick must the evil deity's favor on this Sect Master be?'