Dimensional Hotel
Chapter 320 Revival

Chapter 320: Chapter 320 Revival

Upon hearing the response from the person before her, Baili Qing couldn’t help but scrutinize Yu Sheng with a discerning gaze for a long while.

The expression on his face was serious, but it was evident that he didn’t have any long-term plans, as usual — he just had an idea and wanted to try it out.

Despite having no basis in her heart, Baili Qing suddenly had a premonition that something was bound to happen: the Venerate Saints Monastery was in trouble.

So she pondered for a long time before continuing, "You should know that the responsibility of the Special Service Bureau is only to ensure the safety of the Boundary Land. Although we’ve been cracking down on cult groups like the Venerate Saints Monastery, these actions are based on the premise that the interests of the Boundary Land are threatened."

"I understand," Yu Sheng nodded, "I didn’t expect you to directly send a fleet to help me take down the monastery’s hideout — besides, whether we can actually find it is another matter."

"As you said, just with the authority of the Special Service Bureau, it is indeed unlikely to directly dispatch a fleet to do this," Baili Qing continued, "but then again... this time, they have already threatened the safety of the Boundary Land, haven’t they?"

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

"The appearance of Mist City is no coincidence; there must be a conspiracy by those cultists behind this Exotic Realm, and since they have the ability to hide a sophisticated ship right under the nose of the Council, it means they have the motivation and the capacity to further wreak havoc, enough to make the Council uneasy," Baili Qing stated at a leisurely pace, "And from another perspective, for many years, the biggest problem in tackling the Venerate Saints Monastery has been either not finding their hidden lairs or not being able to capture them even if we did. You are the first one in history to successfully infiltrate their main battleship and capture one of their ships intact—so if you do discover any ’leads’ in the future, as long as the coordinates are clear and conditions permit, I can provide you with maximum support in the name of ’defending Boundary Land’s safety and eliminating potential threats.’"

Yu Sheng thought for a moment, tentatively speaking, "...higher-level authority to summon help?"

Baili Qing was taken aback by this wording, but a slight smile quickly appeared on her face: "Interesting wording, correct, higher-level authority to summon help — as for what level of support this ’summoning authority’ can apply for ’outside’ in the future, I will formulate a detailed plan and rules we both can agree on and send them to you as soon as possible."

"Alright, having your words is enough," Yu Sheng laughed, then adjusted his posture on the chair, "But after all, this isn’t something that will happen immediately, let’s talk about what’s at hand first."

Baili Qing felt out of sync with the pace, momentarily puzzled: "At hand?"

The smile on Yu Sheng’s face gradually became strained as he pointed to the pile of books on the table (taller than Erin), "This, I have to read all of them? Not that I’m questioning the professionalism of this... does being a beginner captain really require learning all this stuff?!"

"That’s a spaceship, not an electric scooter," Baili Qing’s eye seemed to twitch for a moment, "At least you don’t have to learn the basic driving skills anymore, whereas under normal circumstances, for a space crew member to become the ’Captain’ of such a large ship takes at least twenty years of growth and experience to gather a full ship crew — it’s more than just studying these manuals."

She paused for a moment and added, "I’ll find a way to issue you a navigation license endorsed by the Boundary Land for your ship, along with a complete set of personal documents, ensuring you can navigate that ship freely on 80% of the legal routes in the known universe. Don’t forget you’re piloting a ’Heterodox Battleship’ built by the Venerate Saints Monastery. Without sufficiently high-priority identification codes, you might get ’warmly greeted’ by local garrison the moment you enter other civilization circles... you might not even be able to approach most legal Star Gates."

"Speaking of which, I must remind you, it’s best to make some modifications to the appearance of that ship too, don’t just change the interior, at least scrape off the monastery’s insignias all over the hull, otherwise parking it at a legal port could get you into big trouble."

Yu Sheng could tell that the other party was sincerely trying to help him, and the issues she mentioned were indeed "real-world problems" he hadn’t considered before, so he quickly put away his earlier distressed look and nodded earnestly, "No problem, no problem..."

...

At the same time, elsewhere in the Boundary City, in a hotel specifically open to "Foreigners," Xuan Che was sitting cross-legged on the bed, seemingly in a meditative state.

An ancient-looking Spirit Mirror floated beside him, its surface glimmering, reflecting the image of burning incense.

After an unknown amount of time, the incense in the mirror burned out, and a crisp sound like a chiming bell came from within it, prompting Xuan Che to open his eyes, adjust his breath, and slowly finish his meditation before getting up.

He put away the mirror, glanced at the smoke detector on the ceiling with a hint of regret in his expression.

Almost simultaneously, the mirror in his hand suddenly emitted a buzzing sound.

Xuan Che looked down, promptly adjusted his attire and expression, then placed the mirror squarely on the table, respectfully bowing as he waved his hand over the mirror’s surface, "Master."

The Spirit Mirror flickered, and the white-haired, youthful-faced True Man Yuanling appeared before Xuan Che, the old man smiling slightly, "Good, good, Xuan Che, how goes the task I entrusted you with? Have you met the expert?"

"I’ve seen him," Xuan Che immediately lowered his head and replied, "Everything proceeded as you instructed; I gave the gift and delivered the message, and considering that the expert doesn’t like formalities, I wasn’t overly strict and rigid. I believe I’ve left a good impression."

"Hmm, good," True Man Yuanling nodded with satisfaction, but he soon noticed the peculiar expression on Xuan Che’s face, as if he had something to say, and asked, "Encountered any problems?"

The problems were many.

The muscles on Xuan Che’s face twitched as he decided to report the most crucial matter first — at least it was quite important for his personal well-being.

"Master, that expert... you’ve actually seen him firsthand."

"Hmm? What do you mean by that?"

"Do you remember the head that appeared in my Pill Furnace that day?"

True Man Yuanling: "...?"

The two of them stared at each other across the Lingxi Mirror in silence that stretched over the stars.

"It was him." Xuan Che said with a wry smile.

It was the first time he had seen such shock, bewilderment, and disbelief on his master’s face.

It took almost half a minute before True Man Yuanling spoke, his first words carrying obvious tension: "Xuan Che, when you met him, did you offend him?"

"No," Xuan Che immediately replied, and then added, "I was surprised, of course, but I always remembered your instructions, Master."

Only then did True Man Yuanling seem to breathe a sigh of relief, then he collected his thoughts and asked with a subtle expression, "So... what kind of place does the expert reside in? What kind of person is he?"

At this mention, Xuan Che opened his mouth but didn’t continue, instead, his expression turned even more peculiar.

True Man Yuanling, of course, noticed the change in his disciple’s expression. It was rare to see his mature and steady disciple like this, and he couldn’t help but frown: "What’s the issue?"

"There’s no real issue, just that I was thinking about how to report the situation to you, Master." Xuan Che said as he quickly adjusted his expression, and then his mind began to flash with keywords—

A house that is its own world, with a family living in an Exotic Realm, noisy all over, yet not a single "normal" person around. A Fox Deity from an Alternate Dimension cooking pills in a pressure cooker that would greet people from a bowl. The Fox Deity also had two Guardian Spirit Birds, with cultivation levels higher than the immortal cranes Master had raised for hundreds of years. The Fox Deity’s tail could be pulled out and launched, and there was also an Alice Puppet beside the expert, with dimensions being 66.6cm by 4. Together, we took down a den of Evil Demons, and the expert even shot himself out with a fox tail...

As these keywords flashed through his mind twice, Xuan Che felt his Dao Heart vibrating—he even suspected that if he were to directly tell these things to his master, his master’s Dao Heart would tremble for quite a while, and then the copper waistband would break through the void from Qianfeng Ling Mountain...

But the next second, a voice from the Lingxi Mirror interrupted his wild thoughts: "No need to worry, it’s not surprising for there to be mysterious things around the expert. I’m not an ignorant villager, feel free to speak."

Only then did Xuan Che settle down, taking a gentle breath: "Here’s the thing, firstly, where the expert resides is an Exotic Realm, and he additionally has a Cave Mansion, which is also an Exotic Realm..."

At that moment, he began narrating what he had seen and heard around Yu Sheng in detail, though he temporarily refrained from mentioning the matter of the Venerate Saints Monastery—the matter was quite significant and needed to be reported carefully later.

True Man Yuanling’s expression had already turned unusually serious halfway through, as he stroked his beard and carefully observed Xuan Che’s demeanor and condition. When his beloved disciple finally finished speaking, he slightly frowned and broke the silence: "Xuan Che, come a bit closer, yes, open your mouth—ah."

Xuan Che was puzzled but instinctively complied, and then heard his master speak: "What pills did you take today? When consuming the Immortal Spirit Pill, did you remember to use Spiritual Power to aid in refining it? How about last night? Did you eat anything you shouldn’t have before setting off? There’s Ghost Fog Mushroom on the hill at the back, did you cook it thoroughly when eating it?"

Only then did Xuan Che realize, and he felt both amused and helpless: "Master, I didn’t take the wrong medicine, what I just recounted..."

"It’s all true?"

"It’s all true."

True Man Yuanling continued to stroke his beard, falling into contemplation on the other side of the Lingxi Mirror.

After a while, the old man, bearing the grace of an immortal, suddenly took a deep breath, drawing a long sigh under Xuan Che’s slightly worried gaze: "An expert indeed—being able to contend with the Dark Angel, no wonder there are such extraordinary aspects. Xuan Che, your journey could bring you great fortune!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Che immediately bowed: "Speaking of great fortune, during my time with the expert, we encountered a matter, a matter of considerable consequence, potentially affecting Qianfeng Ling Mountain."

True Man Yuanling’s expression turned serious instantly: "Oh?"

"We ran into the Venerate Saints Monastery..."

...

Deep within the Order Pillar, inside the Holy Coffin chamber.

The dark iron coffin still stood at a 45° angle on the platform tangled with numerous pipes and cables, emitting a low rumbling vibration. The dark red lights on the platform and the coffin lid shimmered slowly, like a breathing rhythm.

But suddenly, the low rumbling vibration inside the Holy Coffin Device stopped.

Even the other equipment in the room fell silent together.

For a moment, the entire chamber was enveloped in silence.

This tranquility lasted for several seconds, then, with a faint hiss of a pressure valve and the sound of mechanical operation, the heavy lid of the Holy Coffin slowly opened...

A tall, slender figure rose from within the Holy Coffin.

The "Artificial Saintess" stepped out of the container, descended off the platform, and stood there in the empty Holy Coffin chamber, motionless, like a sculpture.

There was no other movement, no change in expression, no words uttered. The steel puppet was made for killing, and even in this moment of "resurrection," no emotions could be seen on her hollow face.

She simply stood there, for a long, long time, until it seemed she suddenly "felt" something, and slightly tilted her head to one side.

The next second, her figure was swiftly enveloped by a swirling darkness, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished from the Holy Coffin chamber.