Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 244 - 244 15 Bad Luck_2

244: Chapter 15 Bad Luck_2 244: Chapter 15 Bad Luck_2 Gongsun Ce actually didn’t believe in ghosts and gods.

After all, he had personally slain a giant dragon revered as the Calamity God, so any bizarre thing that came his way was simply a matter of analyzing weaknesses and breaking through.

He just felt that if the other party showed goodwill, he ought to pay the corresponding respect.

Calling them “Lord of God” wouldn’t cost him anything, so why not do it?

Furthermore…

there might just be a more credible “Lord of God” watching over him from behind.

At this point, Shiyu Ling, who had been quiet, spoke up, her words carrying a barely detectable sneer, “You are a contemporary god, yet you still address such a little fellow as ‘Lord’?”

“A contemporary god is still human, Miss Xuejian,” the witch’s tone also cooled.

What’s with these two?

You’ve already left the Martial Arts Association, and you still can’t get along with your former adversaries!

Gongsun Ce hurriedly tried to smooth things over, “I’m sorry, Miss Linai.

My wife is from the city and not very fond of traditional customs!”

Behind him, Shiyu Ling pierced his protective telekinesis with a black arrow and then pinched him hard.

“Try to understand me, dear~ Unlike you unsophisticated commoners, I am a city belle.”

Linai clicked her tongue and stopped arguing with her.

The trio set off once again.

After they departed from the woods, a series of bubbles emerged in the brook.

The childlike Wandering God peeked out, watching the direction they had gone.

“Tasty, tasty,” it crunched on an energy bar, “Lord Yidou Nengmai, would you like one?”

In the darkness, a slender hand wrapped in gray sleeves reached out and took an energy bar from the child’s hand.

The child then washed the beans.

“Is that person very powerful?”

“He is a clever person.”

After finishing the energy bar, the Wandering God submerged back into the brook.

The woods returned to silence.

·

Weiyuan City, a solitary residence.

A dragon worshiper scratched his head in front of a table, having recently noted the second dice number: Affinity [1d100: 75-10=65]

“He neither refused nor accepted, traded something for it.

So then… Lord of God, should I assign him a point?”

The long-haired man listened attentively to something, then solemnly nodded, “You are right!

Respecting the gods should be rewarded!”

He changed the ‘Affinity’ roll back to 75.

Then, very carefully, he wrote in the top right corner of the record sheet: Zhi Pi +0.5.

“That’s it for today?

I understand, Lord of God.

Hehe, the connection will only deepen…” The dragon worshiper sinisterly smiled, “Looking forward to your judgment tomorrow!”

·

The three walked on a rural dirt road.

Stepping out of the forest, Gongsun Ce still couldn’t see any streetlights, the closest thing to modern civilization within his line of sight was an electric tower standing in the distance.

Coming from the City of the Sky, he felt out of place, as if he had been dropped into an unknown backwater.

Linai, accustomed to this, used her cell phone for light.

“This place is quite rural.

The nearest town requires a train ride, only one per day.”

“Miss Linai looks like a big city high school girl, I thought we were headed to the city after leaving the forest.”

“Really?” The witch’s voice sounded genuinely pleased, “I’ve been to Weiyuan City before.

That place is noisy at night, makes it hard to sleep.”

Shiyu Ling gave him a look full of irony, as if he was trying to hit on a high school girl.

The Superpower User felt inexplicably odd.

After about ten more minutes of walking, the path under their feet gradually turned into a grayish white pebble road with ancient stone lanterns lit with fire at regular intervals on both sides, so Linai no longer needed to use her phone for light.

Gongsun Ce guessed this should be the pathway leading to the shrine.

Sure enough, not long after, he saw a red torii gate.

Two men dressed in white robes and light yellow hakama, looking like junior shrine priests, stood with lanterns on either side.

Upon seeing the leading Chuyun Linai, they quickly bowed in greeting: “Miss Linai!”

“Sirang Electronics’s guests got lost in the forest while having fun; we just happened to be coming back and could guide them on our way.” Miss Linai stepped into the shrine first, Gongsun Ce was about to follow her when the shrine’s gatekeeper glared fiercely at him.

“You!

You’ve caused such trouble for Miss Linai, don’t you have anything to say?”

The Superpower User suddenly realized his misunderstanding.

“Aieeeee!” he pretended to be scared, adopting a nervous and fearful demeanor, he said in a low voice, “I’m truly very sorry…”

“Have some reverence, damn it!” the gatekeeper shouted even louder, “The Lord of God is watching you, damn it!” The gatekeeper’s demeanor was like that of a gangster in a TV drama, quite frightening!

“Aieeee…”

Gongsun Ce shivered in cooperation, and Shiyu Ling cunningly hid behind her “lover.” Miss Linai intervened, “It’s not such a big deal, don’t be like that!” The two gatekeepers finally relented and let them in.

“Sorry, they’re a bit harsh on ordinary people…” Miss Linai apologized softly, Gongsun Ce smiled and let it pass.

The gatekeepers thought he was the troublemaker who had got lost, their anger was justified.

However, he originally thought his identity was arbitrarily assigned, but it turned out the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect had really invited people from Sirang Electronics Society to work.

The two visitors followed Miss Linai into the shrine.

In front of them at the shrine approach was the second torii gate; further ahead was the solemn shadow of what must be the shrine’s oratory.

However, Miss Linai didn’t go straight ahead, but after walking a while, she led the two visitors off the main path to a large tree tied with shimenawa rope.

“Both of you, place your hands on the Divine Wood.” Miss Linai instructed softly, pressing her hand first against the old tree’s bark.

The visitors did as told, and Miss Linai pulled a piece of talisman paper from her pocket, chanting, “Teleport.”

In an instant, a strong suction force emanated from their palms, as if drawing them into the tree itself.

Gongsun Ce didn’t resist but allowed the force to sweep over his body.

It had been two months; the last time he felt a similar sense of being compressed was due to Shiyu Ling’s Shadow Orchid.

·

“!”

As the indescribable discomfort faded, Gongsun Ce opened his eyes to find the three of them standing in front of an old-fashioned shoji door.

The dimly lit paper between the wooden frames outlined the shadows of furniture behind the door, with a small figure sitting at a low table, waiting for the visitors.

Gongsun Ce took out his phone, checking his location immediately.

Qiluo lay on the ground, head spinning, eyes turned vacant like mosquito coils, tremblingly holding up a sign showing their location was still the same.

Was this some kind of spatial folding technology?

Or perhaps it was a usage of the Impermanence Skill that he was yet unaware of?

As Gongsun Ce pondered, Miss Linai already slid open the paper door.

“Grandma, I’ve brought the guests.”

“That must have been hard, Miss Linai.

Go and arrange the bedding for the guests.”

Saying so was an elderly woman with white hair.

She wore a white garment called “kosode” and red trousers known as “hakama,” kneeling on a soft pad on the tatami, smiling kindly at the two guests; she was indeed an elderly witch.

Miss Linai whispered something to the old witch then walked ahead.

Gongsun Ce and Shiyu Ling bowed in succession, kneeling on the pad in front of the low table, pondering how to start the conversation.

“I am the Divine Master of Huangquan Shrine, Chuyun Feiyi.”

The old witch served two cups of hot tea, “Mr.

Gongsun Ce, Miss Shiyu Ling.

It’s only me and Miss Linai here, you can feel at ease.”

Hearing this, Gongsun Ce knew this old lady was the real person in charge.

He pulled off his mask and removed his helmet, revealing his true face.

“Good evening, Lady Chuyun.”

On the side, Shiyu Ling, who had also removed her disguise, looked scrutinizingly at the old woman.

“Are you the great witch of the Seven Luminaries Shrine?”

“As you see, just an old woman in her declining years,” said the old witch calmly, “Both of you are unlucky today, I will pray for you tomorrow morning, and we will start the formal proceedings when your fortunes improve.”

The elder looked towards Gongsun Ce: “I know you must have many questions.

Please feel free to ask, guest.

I will disclose any harmless information to you.”

His inner questions had only increased since departing for Zero Island.

Mysteriously accurate divinations, the prolonged journey of ill-fate, hidden God’s goodwill, Miss Linai referred to as a current human God, the so-called “protection of the Huojin God,” as well as the repeatedly emphasized matter of fortune…

“Excuse my boldness, madam.

I want to know…” Gongsun Ce took a moment, then directly asked, “Is the so-called Lord Huojin God the same as the Void Light Dragon that descended three hundred years ago?”