Star Sky Professional
Chapter 283 - 234: Contact (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 283: Chapter 234: Contact (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Sonny dragged his tired body to an apartment building.

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

Although because of this he had shouldered a two-hundred-year loan, on Blue Star, he was already considered a ’successful person.’

After all, professionals on Blue Star aren’t worth much, but household registration is hard to come by!

As a common employee of ’Kailan Company’ on Blue Star, he had worked again until late into the night today.

Walking into an elevator that was almost no different from a space elevator, Sonny rubbed his eyes.

In less than a minute, the elevator reached his residence on the 3672nd floor.

"Ding... Master, welcome home."

He glanced at the door lock, where the intelligent iris lock automatically opened, revealing a room of no more than thirty square meters.

Cramped and stifling...

Every inch of space was perfectly utilized, with areas divided into a bedroom, study, kitchen, bathroom, and various clutter piled high...

Sonny closed the door and took a deep breath.

"The moment to witness a miracle has arrived."

In the next instant, a black short rod appeared in his hand, which he swayed gently.

The void seemed to be infinitely expanded, and a ’cultivation room,’ a ’junk room,’ and a super luxurious living room of over two hundred square meters were forcibly squeezed into the originally cramped room!

A huge crystal chandelier sparkled with a luxurious glow.

It seemed that under the magic of a mysterious spell, the originally narrow and stifling room was not only lengthened but also heightened!

"Praise the Gate of Nothingness!"

Sonny smiled slightly, lying on the genuine leather sofa and casually opening a bottle of beverage: "This space magic is really useful. It wasn’t in vain that I joined..."

In his private residence, he seemed much more relaxed.

Sonny was a rare ’spellcaster,’ comparable to ancient mages.

But with only average talent, after struggling for many years, he was still at the official professional level of the Fourth Realm.

Later, he was driven nearly insane by his own small, confined room, which led him to seek some space spells to practice.

Then, he discovered this space magic in an ancient scripture, and after using it, he couldn’t help but become addicted.

Soon after, he was approached by a Sect and joined them, half willingly, half coerced, and gained access to much useful knowledge.

For example... how to better hide oneself.

"Nowadays, my hidden strength is already that of a Sixth Realm spellcaster... Ever since the incident with the Moon God, the high echelons of the Sect have been dead silent, with no one contacting me..."

"Perhaps... I’ve already become one of the higher-ups?"

Sonny drank his beverage while pondering.

Just then, his expression shifted, and he looked down at the back of his hand.

His skin was fair and delicate, but only he could see that a gate-shaped rune on it had begun to glow.

"Finally... have they contacted me?"

Sonny wasn’t sure what to feel, but quickly, he proceeded according to the previous procedure, entered a hidden room, and lit four candles in the corner.

Then, he placed various offerings and his voice gradually deepened: "Great Gate of Nothingness... I request your power, I request your favor, I request you give me a good dream."

The next moment, a brilliance was transmitted from the symbol representing the ’gate’ in the ritual.

Sonny yawned and lay straight down on the floor, falling into a deep sleep.

...

"What a realistic space..."

Sonny looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, his face filled with emotion: "This is indeed the world I desire... It’s almost as good as the Virtual Universe."

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

A voice sounded.

However, crude as it may be, after all, cult followers couldn’t possibly hold meetings in Virtual Space, right?

Wouldn’t that just be handing over their achievements to the ’All-Knowing Brain’?

For now, the safest way for followers of the Evil God to communicate was through dreams.

In this area, the ’Gate of Nothingness’ holds a certain advantage, perhaps because it possesses the appropriate Authority.

"Who?"

Sonny looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a figure shrouded in a black robe, with even the face hidden behind a mask, emerge.

Fang Xing’s Cultivation Avatar did not say much, formed a hand seal, and chanted a spell.

This spell was convoluted and complex, an unknown alien language.

After Sonny listened, his face showed utmost respect: "You... Are you the new Sect Leader? The previous Sect Leader left a will, stating that after his death, whoever could use this spell and hand seal would be the new Sect Leader!"

Of course, this was the responsibility of the previous Sect Leader.

He had been convinced that he would successfully achieve Possession, pondering long over how to control the Sect after switching bodies, setting up many measures.

But for dealing with Sonny, showing some information obtained from the previous Sect Leader was already enough for Fang Xing.

’Sigh... I was only here undercover, so how did I end up becoming the Sect Leader?’

Fang Xing sighed inwardly, his cultivation avatar had originally been unregistered.

However, after sneaking out of the Blue Sea Villa, he managed to obtain a false identity through channels provided by the Sect Leader, and withdrew all the Star Coins from those anonymous accounts.

Now, Fang Xing could proudly declare, what’s a billionaire? In front of him, even trillionaires were but little brothers!

Of course, even though he controlled a portion of the sect’s savings, Fang Xing dared not let this account intersect with his original account.

Even laundering the money to make it clean would not do.

After all, the saying held true: where action is taken, traces are left.

If it were not for the fact that the cultivation avatar had appeared out of nowhere, Fang Xing would never have dared to act so brazenly.

Fortunately, if he wanted to enjoy life, having the cultivation avatar do so meant that the body itself experienced it.

Even if things blew up in the end, it would be the cultivation avatar that took the fall, with no connection to his real self whatsoever.

He slowly spoke, his voice deep and hoarse, "Last time, we failed, and our sect suffered great losses... I’m preparing to promote you to become one of the sect’s ten ’disciples’."

The Planet Bishops, Divine Sons, Holy Daughters of the sect... were actually traps.

The real power laid in the hands of the Sect Leader, and the ten ’disciples’.

"Me?"

Sonny was startled, then bowed, "I only believe in the Gate of Nothingness."

"Very good."

Seeing this, Fang Xing’s mouth curved slightly, showing a trace of a smile, "I recall that the sect’s scriptures, as well as some of the sacrificial tools, are in your possession, right? The sect needs to put them to use again now."

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

’This matter, apart from me and the previous Sect Leader, hardly anyone knows!’

Sonny’s pupils shrank, then he displayed a resolute expression, "To rebuild the sect, I naturally would not shirk my duties... However, I am not sure how to transfer them to the Sect Leader?"

In the realm of dreams, information could only be exchanged.

Once it came to matters of physical mailing, there was a high risk!

"It’s alright, I’ve already arrived."

A trace of a smile appeared on Fang Xing.

"What?"

Sonny was taken aback, suddenly waking from the dark chamber, only to see a figure standing in front of him, clothed in a black robe, wearing a mask, identical to the Sect Leader in the dream realm!

’As expected, the Sect Leader knows my true identity...’

A chill went through Sonny’s heart, and he kept all his schemes to himself.

"Sect Leader?"

He tentatively called out.

"Go get those secret scriptures and sacrificial tools."

Fang Xing and Sonny went to the living room, where Fang Xing sat casually on the sofa and gestured with his hand.

Watching Sonny’s retreating figure to the next room, he released his Divine Sense, beginning to monitor everything without pause.

Yet, in his heart, he was reminiscing about the Soul Searching Technique he had just used.

"This Dream Soul Searching Skill from the Nine Infant Sect, its advantage over the Destroying God Soul Searching Technique is its subtlety..."

"In the midst of sleep, the soul search is completed without any awareness, and the person involved hardly feels a thing... Of course, this can only be executed by someone in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Just now, he had used the Soul Searching Technique while Sonny was asleep, obtaining lots of information and intelligence.

’A Sixth Realm Spellcaster skilled in Space Magic... indeed a talent.’

’Once I have collected enough, if you can’t satisfy me, I will hand you over to the Security Bureau... Song Jingang just started his job, and he certainly needs achievements.’

Sonny was unaware that the big shot next door was surveilling him, while also preparing to sell him out.

He went over to the next room, confirming Fang Xing did not follow, feeling inwardly impressed by Fang Xing’s generosity.

After moving a painting aside, he saw a safe.

He expertly entered the password, and after the safe opened, it revealed nothing but emptiness inside.

Then, Sonny’s hand produced a black short rod, and from his mouth, he uttered a complex and awkward spell.

A flash of light from within the safe revealed two black notebooks, a book with a brown leather cover.

In addition, there were several broken stone tablets, and a partially damaged golden candelabrum.

Fang Xing merely swept his Divine Sense over them and felt the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra stirring.

Not only that, but the Gate of All Heavens also trembled slightly.

’Indeed...’

He sat firmly on the sofa, watching as Sonny brought three secret scriptures and several sacrificial tools before him, "Exalted Sect Leader, these are the three secret scriptures"Key of the Gate","Constructing the Gate of Flesh and Bone","Forest Gate"entrusted to me by the previous Sect Leader..."

He was so obedient, not due to trust or loyalty.

He simply understood one thing, this person in the black robe, who could easily sneak into his home undetected, must possess strength enough to crush him!

"Not bad..."

Fang Xing did not browse through the secret scriptures but picked up the golden candelabrum.

Sonny had the illusion that when the Sect Leader picked up the candelabrum, the layer of light that originally covered it seemed to brighten significantly in an instant...

’Indeed, to gain the recognition of the sacrificial tool, how intense must the favor of the Evil God upon this Sect Leader be?’