My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 71 Secret Gathering
at last.

Tea room number eight.

Chu Zhu stared at the room door and suddenly said, "When we go in, you take care of everyone inside... Is that alright?"

"Probably not... wait a minute!" Zhang Hai realized, feeling a bit of a toothache. "Are you serious? And, can we really discuss this here... Chao, I mean, the perception of people like us, um, those with kung fu... that's something else!"

"Don't worry, this thing blocks out sound! Heh, I don't quite understand the principle, but even superhumans can't hear it." Chu Zhu rolled her eyes.

Those who hold secret gatherings inside are more worried about their voices being leaked than those outside!

"But that won't work either! If, if there are ordinary people attending the Mass inside, and I use my supernatural powers and someone sees it... I'll be captured by the Commandery!" Zhang Hai silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He said urgently, "Perhaps Captain Li said something to you that caused a misunderstanding... but in reality, if we really expose our extraordinary powers, the problem is much bigger than we imagine!"

“If outsiders like us get caught doing something wrong, it’ll be a real problem!” Zhang Hai was clearly a little panicked. “Even if I’m breaking up a secret gathering, it’ll still be the same!”

After a brief pause, Zhang Hai added cryptically, "Even the Almighty Order wouldn't dare to unleash their supernatural powers recklessly on the believers attending such a Mass!"

If they dare, they will be arrested!

"So troublesome?" Chu Zhu frowned slightly, but he understood in his heart. After all, when he infiltrated the Omnipotent Society, he did not realize that the Omnipotent Society controlled supernatural powers—which in itself meant a lot.

After a brief moment of thought, Chu Zhu realized something. Although Li Kang said that even if his side was exposed, he could help him deal with it, what was his relationship with Li Kang? Even if there were insiders pulling strings, Li Kang would find it very troublesome, let alone the God Worshipping Society, which the authorities had long wanted to expel!
Thinking of this, Chu Zhu sighed, "I should have brought Li Kang along too..."

Zhang Hai: "..."

What nonsense are you spouting? Captain Li is really here; how could he dare to travel with you!
If he were to actually take action and Captain Li saw it, it would be like a thief stealing from a policeman—he'd be headed for jail.

“But then again, as you said, the leader of the Almighty Council also dares not reveal himself.” Chu Zhu pondered for a moment, “Well, then you should capture the leader first. When the time comes, suppress the Mass-gatherer with your body and then capture him!”

"Don't worry," Chu Zhu encouraged Zhang Hai, "Although the official view of the God Worshipping Society is indeed something to be wary of, the Almighty Church doesn't know that, and considering the Almighty Church's cult-like nature... they're definitely more afraid of the authorities than you are! They'll probably only dare to use physical force. Just go up against them and you're done for!"

"...No, that shouldn't be the case!" Zhang Hai's eye twitched. "Although I don't think there will be any problems, you should know what's going on with the person inside, right? So, could you reveal his specific strength?"

Zhang Hai thought it was outrageous. What if the opponent was stronger than him?
"Don't worry!" Chu Zhu waved his hand calmly; he was prepared to die.

next moment.

Chu Zhu's expression was serious as she slammed her foot into the door.

"bump!"

The gate wasn't kicked down.

Chu Zhu kicked the door twice more, then pressed the doorknob and opened the door.

Inside the gate.

It was completely dark.

Zhang Hai could vaguely see dozens of masked people casting their gazes over. They were silent and menacing.

"...It seems!" Standing on the stage, the man, completely wrapped in a black robe and wearing a mask with four black feather markings, spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Those who come are not..." "Xue Laosan, what the hell are you pretending for!" Chu Zhu immediately cursed, "You wife-abandoning-your-daughter, son-favoring beast! Just because your wife didn't give you a son, you've been out there fooling around all day! Do you know what kind of life your wife and daughters back in Lanxun's hometown are living? They're still waiting for you! Waiting for you to make big money, and you're here fucking scamming money?"

"You bastard! Your wife takes care of your parents, and you're doing this kind of thing outside? Three years, and you haven't sent a single penny back home! Born, died! Why didn't your father just seduce you onto the wall back then?!"

Xue Laosan: "???"

The composed host was rendered stiff at this moment.

Many believers attending the Almighty Church Mass: "..."

wrong!

The many believers, who had initially thought the group was there to cause trouble and were already on high alert, ready to flee or fight, suddenly had their minds go blank.

Many people who had already realized what was happening no longer thought about sneaking out through the small door; their eyes darted around and their ears were perked up.

"...You! You! Me! This..." Xue Laosan's brain struggled to function. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "That's because I'm enlightening the confused sheep!"

"When the Lord's glory shines upon the earth, then...their deeds, accomplished through me, will also accompany me..."

Chu Zhu ignored Xue Laosan's words and stepped on Zhang Hai's shoe.

Zhang Hai woke up with a start, stepped on the ground, and his body shot towards Xue Laosan like a cannonball.

Xue Laosan's pupils contracted. "My Lord, please..."

In response, Zhang Hai raised his hand and delivered a simple yet powerful slap.

boom!
Xue Laosan's cheek was slapped to the left, his mask cracked open, and his body was sent flying, crashing into the wall not far away.

The walls were covered with countless large, blood-red handprints! There were also some strange patterns that were difficult to see, clearly drawn entirely with human blood.

Then, Zhang Hai rushed forward at lightning speed and slammed his foot onto Xue Laosan's mask. A psionic punch landed squarely on Xue Laosan's neck, causing him to collapse unconscious...

"Alright, everyone!" Chu Zhu calmly walked onto the platform where Xue Laosan had been standing, and made an inverted cross with his hands in front of his chest. "I feel deeply ashamed of the farce that happened today!"

"Next, I will preside over the remaining Mass services!"

Zhang Hai: "?"

Zhang Hai stared blankly as the cultists, who had initially begun to sense something amiss, quieted down again with each of Chu Zhu's actions, their faces even showing fervor. Things were getting better!
Finally, at Chu Zhu's command, the believers took out their knives and stabbed themselves in the wrists!

Fresh blood flowed down.

Eerie, natural, bizarre... yet so perfectly natural!

It was as if Chu Zhu had been the host from the very beginning, rather than someone who joined halfway through.

Anyway, Zhang Hai, who was watching from the sidelines, was completely bewildered—where was he? What was he doing? What did he see?!

(End of this chapter)