My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 185 The Master of the Mohist School
"Never mind." Although Mo Ban felt disappointed, he did not force the issue. His gaze shifted and landed on Bi Xuan, a thoughtful expression appearing in his eyes: "Xiao Xuan!"

"Grandmaster!" Bi Xuan said respectfully. His body tensed up instinctively due to nervousness. Although he had become a disciple of Mo Wen, he was not familiar with Mo Ban. Of course, he also knew Mo Ban's true identity.

Mo Ban was the junior brother of the contemporary Mo family leader, and in the entire Mo family, he could be considered a big figure.

Chu Zhu could be so relaxed and at ease in front of Mo Ban, but he wouldn't dare to be.

“You seem to be acquainted with Mr. Chu!” Although it was asked in a questioning tone, Mo Ban’s words were quite certain.

"Mr. Chu and I are colleagues!" Bi Xuan said honestly.

"A colleague... huh?" Mo Ban realized something was wrong. His brows furrowed, his gaze sweeping over Chu Zhu, his voice filled with surprise and uncertainty: "If I remember correctly, your job should be in the Special Operations Unit of the Police Superintendent's Bureau?"

Having received Bi Xuan's affirmative answer, Mo Ban took a deep breath, his expression solemn and serious: "So, Mr. Chu, you have already mastered 'kung fu'?"

Chu Zhu nodded immediately.

"Impossible!" Mo Wen exclaimed. Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, he moved his lips, but couldn't utter a word.

"I see..." Chu Zhu's gaze swept over Mo Wen and Mo Ban. At this moment, Mo Ban was unusually emotionally out of control, his face dark as he stared intently at Mo Wen, while Mo Wen was like Bi Xuan seeing Li Kang, shrinking back with his tail between his legs. The situation was too obvious; he thought about it and immediately understood.

"It seems you once wanted to recruit me into the Mo Sect, so you tested my cultivation aptitude? It looks... like you didn't find anything wrong?"

Moban did not answer, but in this situation, it was the best answer.

Chu Zhu sighed inwardly. It seemed that he had actually touched upon the possibility of stepping into the extraordinary world in the past... but because he lacked the qualifications, he had missed it all.

Yes, Chu Zhu has now confirmed that it wasn't just the Mohist sect that tested him. The only question is... which sects specifically conducted the test?
"I'm rather curious, who became your teacher!" Mo Ban's voice, which had been kind before, turned ancient and detached as his gaze fell on Zhang Hai. Could it be that the head of the God Worshipping Society came with him because…

Zhang Hai's eyes twitched, and he quickly raised his hand, his face bitter: "It has nothing to do with me! In fact, if you had seen how I interacted with Mr. Zhu... you would probably suspect that Mr. Zhu was my teacher!"

"Alright, stop thinking about it... I don't have a master!" Chu Zhu glanced at Mo Ban, whose eyes had lit up, and before the other could reveal what Zhang Hai had already figured out, he replied directly, "Also, don't even think about taking me as your disciple!"

"Although I've said it many times, you old fogies! Why do you try to pull this trick as soon as you see that I've stepped into the extraordinary world and have no master?" Chu Zhu sighed. He was too outstanding, and that was his only flaw. There were always people who wanted to be his 'father'.

“…That’s different!” Although Mo Ban tried his best to suppress his emotions, his many disciples could still sense his slight anxiety: “Others may be after your status, but we are after your talent in mathematics!”

"What is arithmetic? Arithmetic is the truth of the world! It is the foundation of everything... Our Mohist school highly reveres it, but people in the world have a great prejudice against mathematics... My senior brother and I have discussed this, and we both agree that we have not yet truly mastered arithmetic! Even if we are considered to be at the pinnacle of arithmetic, this is still the case."

"But...in you, we see the possibility of further advancement in arithmetic!"

Mo Ban took two quick breaths. Seeing that Chu Zhu was unmoved, he immediately offered the best solution he could provide, saying, "If you feel that I am not strong enough, I can also take you as a disciple on behalf of my brother! As the senior brother of the Mo family, taking you as a disciple... that would not be an insult to you."

There was dead silence.

Zhang Hai was dumbfounded. Wait, are you serious? Doesn't this even require consulting that Grandmaster? Does that mean that Grandmaster already agreed...?

Who is the leader of the Mohist school? In the mortal world, he is a pillar of the civil engineering profession... In the extraordinary world, he is a giant comparable to the Confucian scholar in the capital and the pope of the God-Worshipping Society, and he is the leader of the great Mohist sect!
however……

"I said I refuse!" Chu Zhu said noncommittally.

Zhang Hai's eye twitched: "..."

Just like that...you refused...without even a moment's hesitation?!
Mo Ban sighed softly, but there was no surprise in his voice.

Chu Zhu remained calm, ignoring Zhang Hai's existential crisis. The numerous Mohist disciples opposite him were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Bi Xuan's face was contorted with rage; he wished he could rush forward and take Chu Zhu's place.

Becoming an apprentice was meaningless to Chu Zhu; he didn't need the protection he would gain from it...

Or rather, if he were truly in a situation where he needed to recruit people, even without formally becoming an apprentice, he could still gather the Mo family members based on their past relationships. So, what's the point? Moreover, even if he successfully became an apprentice, the most likely outcome would be that the other side would just give him a cultivation technique and then leave him to fend for himself!

The leader of the Mohist school was notoriously busy. This group of civil engineers in front of him were already so busy they were practically invisible from morning till night… and the leader himself was the cream of the crop among them!
Even if he doesn't show up in the Mo Sect all year round, it doesn't affect the Mo Sect's free development... Just hearing Mo Ban say that he's taking on disciples on behalf of his brother, he knows what's going on—the other side isn't planning to show up.

“…Alright!” Mo Ban’s lips moved, but Chu Zhu saw that he was about to continue persuading him, so she immediately changed the subject: “I have a favor to ask of you!”

“…I knew it!” Upon hearing this, Mo Ban breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had also been in contact with Chu Zhu before, and when he saw him come to his door, he was certain that Chu Zhu had something to ask for. And it was definitely not just about asking questions, as Chu Zhu had previously said! After all, if you want to ask questions… when can’t you ask questions? Why did he have to bring a leader from the God Worshipping Society with him?

As Chu Zhu turned her gaze and nodded slightly, Zhang Hai grabbed the assassin wrapped in red cloth on the ground and pulled hard. The red cloth turned into a red mist of blood out of thin air. With a clench of his fist, it turned back into a red cloth and was held in his palm.

"...Kill!" The Shadow Assassin's face twisted in a ferocious grimace. His shadow burst forth at that moment. Previously confined within the red cloth, his five senses were completely obscured; he could neither hear nor see, and even suicide was impossible. He endured torment in the void. Ironically, being knocked unconscious by Zhang Hai's fist in the initial moments was an indescribable comfort to him.

So, having been awakened for a while within the red cloth, he was now nearly driven mad. He immediately saw Chu Zhu, confirming that this was the person the Almighty God Envoy had ordered him to kill, and the root of his current predicament. In that instant, his shadow transformed into a sharp blade, piercing straight through…

The next moment.

The space seemed to freeze.

A cold, emotionless voice rang out.

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Ripples spread through the void, one, two, three... densely packed! There were so many, if you counted carefully, there were at least twenty or thirty.

Countless iron chains suddenly shot out at this moment, with spears at the very front of the chains, piercing directly through the bodies of the Shadow Assassin and the Shadow.

"...Ugh, ah!!" This was a pain that was hard to describe in words; my collarbone, lower abdomen, arms, thigh bones...it felt like it was being pierced through everywhere!

The assassin was suspended in mid-air by more than twenty chains piercing through his body. He couldn't even move, let alone struggle; he felt excruciating pain even without moving.

The shadow struggled incessantly, yet it too was unable to move.

"...Ink, ink..."

The assassin forced out two words through gritted teeth, then screamed again, his mind a jumbled mess of fear and pain. How could he be so utterly defeated… Even against the Apostle, he'd probably be no match for him? Who exactly is this old man?!

"The King's Treasure!" Chu Zhu exclaimed in surprise. He felt as if these ripples were coated with a layer of gold...

"What, interested?" Mo Ban smiled. At the same time, he was also puzzled. What on earth was the Gate of Babylon? Could it be a supernatural power he had seen before, similar to his own?
"I already have supernatural powers... you can't possibly teach me them, can you?" Chu Zhu rolled his eyes, which made Mo Ban choke for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "What you said makes sense! If you haven't yet stepped into the first realm... I can indeed pass on this supernatural power to you."

Is it also a inherited divine power? Chu Zhu narrowed his eyes, his mind racing. The only inherited divine power he knew of was the one from the Heavenly Mystery lineage, which he had learned about from Huo Qiming…

Although that kind of inheritance seems to have great limitations, with only one person appearing in each generation!
"Well, the reason we brought him here this time is..." Seeing Chu Zhu deep in thought, Zhang Hai inwardly groaned, thinking it was unreliable. Why should he do what was clearly his responsibility? But he still reluctantly explained the detailed requirements.

"Refine it into a weapon? I know!" Mo Ban pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "Give me your requirements..."

"A forbidden artifact, or a spiritual artifact..."

Zhang Hai glanced at Chu Zhu, then gave the answer he had discussed and confirmed with Chu Zhu in the car earlier.

"You mean it's a forbidden artifact?" Mo Ban asked thoughtfully.

Chu Zhu remained calm. The forbidden artifact was more than enough for him, since the contamination could be removed by resetting it.

To put it bluntly, he was using the forbidden weapon as a backup plan, not as a regular weapon.

“If it’s a forbidden artifact,” Mo Ban hesitated for a moment, “I can help you purchase the materials… but you’ll have to pay for them!”

If it's a spiritual artifact, it's actually quite troublesome. Chu Zhu would have to collect the resources himself, which has nothing to do with Chu Zhu's relationship with the Mo Cult, but rather with their rules and regulations!

"How much?" Chu Zhu asked. He was already silently considering which heartless capitalist he should try to extort later.
"Thirty thousand Qian coins!" Mo Ban saw Chu Zhu's expression change slightly and gave a wry smile: "I've already given you a double discount!"

“Master is right,” Mo Wen said softly. “Master rarely forges weapons himself anymore… Wait, Master, why are you looking at me like that? Could it be…”

"I'm already quite old!" Mo Ban glanced at Mo Wen and snorted coldly. If Chu Zhu were willing to become his disciple, even if it were his elusive senior brother, he could personally take on the task of accepting a disciple on behalf of his brother... But for now, forget it! In any case, Mo Wen is more than capable of forging such weapons.

“Fine, alright,” Mo Wen said stiffly, his face contorted with a mournful expression. “Mr. Chu… it’s really cheap. The cost of materials alone… is probably over 25,000!”

This is a truly friendly price!

Bi Xuan listened with red eyes. If he were in Chu Zhu's position, his master would probably whip him like a spinning top if he heard him ask for a discount. But when facing Chu Zhu, Chu Zhu didn't say anything, and his master automatically started to lower the price.

"Alright, you can pay for it first!" Chu Zhu rubbed her temples. "I'll give you the money back in a while."

(End of this chapter)