Have You Seen Such a Beautiful Anomaly?

"What, what did you say!"

Chen Guodong's eyes went wide at those words.

"Uh, you'll understand once you come in..."

Zhou Yi said, stepping aside to reveal Mo Shang, Jiang Shuyu, and the Yellow Immortal inside the room.

At that moment, Mo Shang was sitting on a chair, holding a phone, playing a 5v5 fair competitive game.

"Damn it, when Donghuang sucked me in, you guys went all out attacking—what the hell was that!"

"Defend the crystal! Will you just defend the crystal! Han Xin and Li Xin are sneaking our base!"

"Don't let Marco defend the base! No! Yamero!"

A moment later, staring at the red defeat icon on the screen, Mo Shang suddenly stood up and slammed the phone onto the ground in fury!

"My phone! This was my brand-new phone!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yi slid over to the phone, now shattered into two pieces, and picked it up with a pained expression.

"New phone? What about the old one?" At that, a keyword triggered, and Mo Shang suddenly asked.

"The old one? The old one's in the transfer—"

Zhou Yi answered instinctively, but quickly caught himself and glared at Mo Shang in anger: "No, wrong channel! Pay for my phone!"

"I don't have a phone, but I've got a few cultivation manuals from the Mystic Heaven Realm here. Pick one as compensation."

Mo Shang had no money, but he had plenty of Mystic Heaven Realm local specialties. He reached out and grabbed several cultivation manuals, letting the other choose.

"Nether Slash Heaven Art, Mystic Sky Burial Record, Spirit Control True Method, Overbearing Immortal Lord Falls for Me..."

Zhou Yi read the names on the covers, but soon noticed something off. His expression turned bewildered: "Brother Mo, is this 'Overbearing Immortal Lord Falls for Me' also a technique?"

Hearing this, Mo Shang glanced at the book in his hand, then quickly tucked it away, clearing his throat awkwardly: "Ahem, mistake, grabbed the wrong one. Don't mind the details..."

"These manuals—can they make me as strong as you?" Zhou Yi nodded and asked again.

He had just witnessed Mo Shang's power. With a single wave, he had whisked him away from the crowd, so fast Zhou Yi hadn't even reacted.

"Of course, but to reach my level, you'd probably need to cultivate for a hundred or eighty years..." Mo Shang nodded.

"A hundred or eighty years? That long?" Hearing the time required, Zhou Yi was taken aback.

"Definitely." Mo Shang nodded again.

In the Mystic Heaven Realm, it wouldn't take that long, but on Blue Star, with its thin spiritual energy, a hundred or eighty years was the minimum to reach the Spirit Gathering Realm.

"So, is there any quick way?" Zhou Yi's eyes darted as he asked again.

"There is, brother, there is. A quick method exists, of course." Seeing the other wanted a shortcut, Mo Shang gave a strange smile.

"What method?" Hearing there really was a quick way, Zhou Yi was overjoyed.

"Simple. Find a senior on the verge of passing, and have him transfer his cultivation and experience to you through a top-down infusion. But there's a side effect..." Mo Shang squinted, smiling warmly at Zhou Yi.

"Side effect? What side effect?" Zhou Yi asked again. He wasn't too surprised—shortcuts always came with some cost.

"The side effect is that you'll lose your current memories." Mo Shang spoke again.

The room fell silent. Zhou Yi, hearing the side effect was memory loss, froze for a moment, then broke down: "That's just being possessed, isn't it?!"

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"Look how fast that makes you stronger!" Mo Shang chuckled.

"Fast, sure, but isn't the price a bit steep..." Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Nothing comes without effort. Even money on the ground has to be picked up to be yours. If you want to get stronger, don't complain about the hardship of cultivation..." Mo Shang looked at Zhou Yi again, speaking seriously.

"I understand. Brother Mo, you must have come this way too, right?" Hearing this, Zhou Yi straightened his expression.

"Actually, no. People are different. I don't need to work hard at cultivation..."

"Huh? Why?"

"I cheated. I get stronger just by idling every day."

"Then that whole speech just now..."

"That was for you, not for me. Alright, pick one."

"I'll take this Nether Slash Heaven Art, then..."

While Mo Shang and Zhou Yi were talking, Chen Guodong walked in from the doorway.

His eyes held an indescribable shock. He never imagined these two could freely travel between the Blue Star world and the eerie world!

"This Humble One is Chen Guodong, Director of the Supernatural Management Bureau. May I ask how you two should be addressed?" Chen Guodong looked at Mo Shang and the others, asking.

"Mo Shang, a passing cultivator." Mo Shang smiled.

"Cultivators? You two aren't eerie beings?" Chen Guodong paused, then asked again.

As the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau, he naturally knew about cultivators.

But cultivators like Mo Shang and Jiang Shuyu, who could enter the eerie world and come out unscathed—this was his first time seeing such a thing...

"That goes without saying. Have you ever seen a freak that beautiful?" Mo Shang chuckled, raising a hand to point at Jiang Shuyu beside him.

"Seems... no," Chen Guodong shook his head blankly.

"Then there you have it." Mo Shang shrugged.

"If you two aren't freaks or Chosen Ones, then how did you enter the freak world?" Chen Guodong asked again.

"I have my ways, but you can't use them, so don't dwell on it..." Mo Shang replied once more.

Though the freak world's rules had given him a key, it could only be used by him and Jiang Shuyu; in anyone else's hands, it was just an ordinary, utterly unremarkable key...

"What brings you two here?" Nodding, Chen Guodong inquired about their purpose.

"Nothing special, just wandering around..."

He had no particular goal. Mo Shang came here purely out of boredom; the Falling Cloud Sect was still too harmonious, with hardly any gossip to enjoy, so he had to seek amusement in other worlds.

"In that case, This Humble One has a matter to discuss with you, if you're willing." Hearing this, a hint of joy flickered in Chen Guodong's eyes.

"I'm all ears..."

Mo Shang didn't refuse. He could guess the other's intent—nothing more than wanting him to aid the Dragon Kingdom's Chosen Ones in the freak instances.

"This isn't the place for talk. If it's convenient, please come to the Supernatural Management Bureau for a detailed discussion." With that, Chen Guodong made a gesture of invitation toward Mo Shang and the others.

"Then let's go."

Mo Shang nodded, stepped out, and left the shabby rented room.

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