Alien Hotel.

Chapter 476 Return
The old master's cultivation is indeed very high.

Although he smokes, drinks, goes clubbing, is often dragged into being a bandit's partner due to his romantic entanglements, and even sets up a stall at the foot of Qianfeng Lingshan to sell blessed souvenirs and figurines, his cultivation level is truly high.

He could even instantly perceive the "time displacement" that theoretically should not leave any trace in the real world, and sense that Yu Sheng had just "gone somewhere else."

"Let me rest for a bit," Yu Sheng said, glancing at Yuan Hao in surprise before waving his hand amidst the concerned looks of the three Eileen sisters. "Let's go to the living room, sit down, and I'll tell you all about it slowly."

"Oh, should we call the silly fox and C-button back?" Eileen and the others blinked. "Anyway, the silly fox just eats all the time when he comes down the mountain..."

Yu Sheng shook his head: "No need, it's a rare opportunity, let them shop around."

A moment later, Yu Sheng and Yuan Hao arrived in the living room. The dolls randomly picked one and climbed onto the coffee table in front of Yu Sheng. The doll had laid out a small cushion and sat cross-legged on it, looking very serious.

Yu Sheng didn't know why this little doll, who was usually all smiles and laughter, suddenly became serious, but under the gaze of those scarlet and unusually earnest eyes, he did feel a little pressure.

...This pressure may also be related to the temple he saw in the depths of that darkness, and the connections and speculations that inevitably arose within him.

“I just fell into the mirror,” Yu Sheng began slowly, gathering his thoughts, “and saw a completely new dimension connected to the mirror…”

He recounted his experiences deep within the black fog, including the phantoms kneeling around the temple, the noise they emitted, and the devout, fanatical "prayer" that was more or less tinged with the bizarre and contradictory.

—A terrifying yet merciful omen that is both revered and cursed, both embraced and opposed, and praised.

It sounds like a prayer offered to a god, but something about it just doesn't feel right; it's tinged with a serious illness.

The little doll was completely bewildered. It shook its head on the coffee table for a long time before suddenly blurting out, "...So they cursed their god before they died. No wonder the temple eats people. They must have been cursing back at their believers and lost their temper."

Yu Sheng: "..."

This perspective is quite in line with Eileen's consistent style, highlighting someone who understands but doesn't quite grasp the concepts, who isn't good at thinking but has a great attitude.

Yu Sheng carefully observed Eileen's reaction and found that the little doll still looked the same as usual. Although she had tried her best to put on a serious face, she didn't seem to be able to maintain that expression for more than a few minutes.

Especially when the TV next to her started playing a variety show, it was obvious that Erin, who was usually on the coffee table to talk about serious matters, suddenly ran out of computing power.

Yu Sheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that his worries about this silly doll were unnecessary.

It's superfluous, at least for now.

“What you see is quite different from what I saw deep within Black Star,” Yuan Hao said thoughtfully, stroking his chin. “Perhaps, as you said, it is some kind of ‘history,’ the scene before the ruins collapsed… However, it is clearly not just an illusion. That temple could trap your mind and even had a hint of murderous intent. Only a supreme being could do that.”

“There’s still another problem, which is why that mirror leads to that place,” Yu Sheng said, pondering. “The ‘beacon’ you provided was ‘deduced’ based on your own experience when you fell into the Black Star. Even if it’s not entirely accurate, it shouldn’t point directly to another space, or even another timeline… And there’s also the strange situation I encountered when I opened the door in that black mist, which gave me a feeling…”

As Yu Sheng spoke, he struggled to find the right words to describe it. After thinking for a while, he finally continued, "...it's as if once you enter that darkness, all the 'parameters' related to time and space are disrupted and reset."

Yuan Hao frowned slightly, then raised his hand and began to calculate with his fingers: "Another universe?"

Yu Sheng stared intently at the strange hand gestures the other party was making as he continuously performed incantations, feeling that this old general's cultivation was truly unfathomable: "Another universe... you deduced this?!"

"No, I guessed."

Yu Sheng: "...Then why are you doing all this divination and calculation here!"

"I just couldn't figure out that I could only guess one," Yuan Hao said, shrugging. "It's not like every calculation will yield a result."

He got up and looked around, then walked to the refrigerator near the dining room and opened the door as if he were in his own home, searching for something refreshing and thirst-quenching: "Do you have anything here to quench my thirst? I'm so parched..."

Yu Sheng stared at the other person with wide eyes. Before he could even speak, the handsome old man had already pulled out a can of Coke, opened it with a "hiss," and gulped it down, a look of enjoyment appearing on his face.

Yu Sheng looked at it more and more and felt that the appearance was somewhat familiar. After recalling for a while, he remembered that it was the state that Xuan Che was in when he drank cola at his place last time.

...So even the eldest brother's habit of secretly drinking sweet drinks was taught by his eldest uncle?

In the brief moment his mind wandered, Yuan Hao had already turned around and strolled over slowly, hiccuping as he said unhurriedly, "In short, one thing is certain: my 'beacon' is clearly useful—although it can't precisely lead to the place recorded at the beginning, it can at least open the passage in that spirit mirror...it's just that where you go depends on fate." Yu Sheng thought for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Eileen jumped over from the coffee table, the little doll nimbly climbing onto his shoulder and pulling his hair: "Then you'd better not touch that mirror casually for a while. Your fate is like a curse; what if I don't pull you out next time?"

Yu Sheng frowned, staring intently at the little doll in front of him: "...A bloody disaster?"

Eileen stared blankly at him, her scarlet eyes seemingly gleaming, but after a while she shook her head: "I don't see it. But I just feel this is unreliable."

“…I understand,” Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. “In any case, I will be careful and will not touch anything 'down there' until I have a clearer understanding of what it is.”

“The ‘beacon’ I left behind is already imprinted in that room. I just checked it and found that part of it has become one with the mirror. It might be difficult to remove it rashly,” Yuan Hao added. “I will go over and place a few seals to prevent the beacon from being touched by external forces.”

In an instant, Yu Sheng pictured the old man building several brick walls in the room at the end of the second floor. To be honest, when Yuan Hao said the word "seal," he almost asked the other party if he wanted cement, but luckily he swallowed the words back in time.

Then he saw Yuan Hao reach into his sleeve, pull out a square, gleaming brick, and carry it upstairs to the second floor...

What else can be said? It's no wonder he's imagining things!

……

Deep within the Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain, in a mountainside pavilion on Beast Taming Peak, two figures with ethereal and otherworldly bearing sat at a stone table, enjoying tea while facing each other in the mountain breeze.

Both of them had some kind of injury on them.

Yuan Ling picked up the teacup, took a slow sip, and her face twitched slightly.

"...Senior Brother seems quite angry."

Yuan He didn't speak, but just watched the tea leaves slowly swirling in the teacup, his face... looking a little fuller than usual.

The old master's teachings are right: drinking too much alcohol is indeed harmful to your health.

Seeing that his junior brother hadn't spoken for a while, Yuan Ling picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and finally said slowly, "Still worried about that girl?"

Yuan He's expression finally changed.

He sighed: "It's not that I'm worried... it's just that I received news last night that she has left the territory of the Netherworld Valley. With her cultivation as a great demon, even if she didn't take a celestial boat, she should be back by now. The Netherworld Valley isn't far away."

“She didn’t say she was coming back when she left,” Yuan Ling raised her eyebrows. “It was your own idea. Maybe she went to travel the world? A great demon who has achieved cultivation can already establish his own sect in a remote place.”

“Where could she possibly travel to? She’s never seen anything like this before,” Yuan He shook his head. “…This silly girl, she’s probably spending the night in some desolate wilderness, isn’t she?”

Yuan Ling was both amused and exasperated: "...She's a snake demon first and foremost! What could be wrong with spending the night in the mountains? You've been almost obsessed these past few days. Have some tea, have some tea. I think you need a little electric shock too."

Yuan He finally sighed again, but just as he was about to pick up his teacup, he suddenly stopped and looked up at a certain place as if he had sensed something.

Yuan Ling also raised his head.

In a short while, a dark purple light suddenly rose from the sea of ​​clouds and landed on the mountain path beside it. A long figure crawled out of the light, accompanied by his signature, disrespectful shout: "Old thief Yuan He! I'm back!"

"See, I told you so!" Yuan He jumped up from beside the stone table, gloating to Yuan Ling as he looked up at the snake demon crawling towards him. "Isn't it back now... Hey, head, head, there's an extra head next to it, put it back!"

"Oh, I didn't notice," Snake Princess turned her head to look at the leopard head slung over her shoulder, casually slapped the extra head back, and looked up at Yuan He with a nonchalant expression. "I came back last night, but I saw fireworks in the city below, so I watched them for half the night. Then I got tired and found a cool place to sleep. I was only just pulled out of bed. They said you can't sleep in the moat..."

As she spoke, she climbed into the pavilion. Seeing the snacks and fruits laid out inside, she leaned over and started eating them. This immediately made Yuan He, who was standing next to her, exclaim in anguish, "Use your hands! How many times have I told you to use your hands—you'll never learn if you don't practice!"

Snake Princess pretended not to hear, raised her head with a few grapes in her mouth, and then suddenly seemed to notice something. She swallowed the grapes and looked at Yuan He in surprise: "Hey, old thief, why is your face swollen?"

Yuan He's cheerful expression suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Uh, drinking is bad for your health... and you still have the nerve to talk about it."

(End of this chapter)