295: Chapter 93 No One Gets to Sleep Tonight 295: Chapter 93 No One Gets to Sleep Tonight “Tonight is going to be very lively.”
After returning ho, Li Mumu asked Mu Yuming for an increase in her pocket money.
Considering that his daughter would stop hanging out with lower-class loafers once she had more money, Mu Yuming agreed very readily.
Li Mumu thought her experiences today had already been exciting enough, but Wendy dropped another bombshell on her.
“The Longevity Sect will make a big move tonight.”
“What on earth is the Longevity Sect…”
Li Mumu asked subconsciously, then rembered that the chubby monk who called himself Maitreya seed to be so sort of lay mber of the Longevity Sect.
“How do you know about the Longevity Sect’s plans?”
“Because I’ve already joined the Longevity Sect!”
???
A slew of question marks ran through Li Mumu’s mind.
When did this happen?
“Do you rember that Western holy light priest we ran into at the Ghost Market last ti you went with your senior sister?”
“I rember…”
“He is a mber of the Longevity Sect.
I often go to the Ghost Market and, after mingling with them frequently, they invited .”
Wendy spoke lightly, but Li Mumu listened with alarm.
What exactly is the Longevity Sect?
She thinks to herself, you say you join and just like that, what if it’s so sort of illegal pyramid sche, coveting your money and beauty?
Li Mumu knew about Wendy’s frequent late-night visits to the Ghost Market.
She didn’t find the Ghost Market interesting, but Wendy was fascinated by it—perhaps because Foreigners were srized by Ming Country’s long history, and felt as if there were ancient historical relics that were marvelous everywhere.
Luckily she didn’t buy those antiques; if she had, Li Mumu wouldn’t know how to authenticate them.
After spending her money in vain, she might even be made a fool of by others.
Wendy was only interested in the credit vouchers from Banks, including Ancient Coins and old silver notes, which she collected as well.
This hobby was quite niche, but over the days, she had accumulated quite a hoard.
“The philosophy of the Longevity Sect is quite interesting.
You might not believe it if I told you, but this sect was initially established by a group of Europeans obsessed with ancient Immortal Techniques from Ming Country.”
Wendy explained to Li Mumu, “According to my guide, the core mbers of the Longevity Sect were originally Alchemists belonging to the European Dark Council.
After a certain spatiotemporal tide washed over them…
if I’m not wrong, it must have been the event you ntioned about Jesus’ birth being delayed by seven hundred years.”
“The whole European esoteric community suffered a fatal blow; the Kabbalistic Tree of Life was completely twisted, and the Alchemists’ years of accumulated research were rendered useless.
Therefore, they turned their gaze to the distant East, ca to Ming Country seeking the ancient heritage of Immortal Cultivation, and attempted to revise and refine their Alchemy theories.”
“But when they arrived in Ming Country, they found that the impact here was even more severe.
The two major factions of Buddhism and Taoism were almost completely wiped out, and all the gods and Buddhas vanished without a trace.
After the new governnt was established, it completely abandoned traditional Cultivation theories, creating twelve new Cultivation thods.”
“These residues from the old era, discarded like worthless shoes by the new governnt, were picked up by them as precious ancient docunts.
They re-studied, translated, and retold them into concepts they could understand.”
“In short, a group of Alchemists retrained as Eastern Qi Refiners.”
Oh my…
Li Mumu felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
Are you sure this isn’t sothing only a madman would do?
Though she understood that Ming Country in this tiline was far more powerful than the Ming Country from the history she knew before her ti travel.
Not only had the rule from the Forr Dynasty continued unbroken for five hundred years, but even in the last decade or so of the dynasty’s decline, it still managed to hold its own in wars against the world’s major powers.
The President had even sent troops overseas to establish colonies, ahem, autonomous regions, in the New Continent.
But the sight of these Foreigners fawning over strength and groveling was still difficult for her to stomach.
“Do you rember the Priest from the Dragon Worship Church we t on the Olympus?”
Wendy reminded Li Mumu, “The relationship between the Dragon Worship Church and the Longevity Sect is extrely close, with the only difference being that the Longevity Sect aims to unearth the ancient Immortal Techniques of Ming Country to attain immortality, while the ideology of the Dragon Worship Church is more extre; they intend to reinterpret the concept of the Eastern Dragon based on their own understanding of dragons.”
“What do you an?
I don’t understand,” Li Mumu responded.
Even with her smart mind (as she believed), Li Mumu found Wendy’s explanation sowhat indescribable.
What does it an to reinterpret the concept of the Eastern Dragon?
“In simple terms, they wish to gain the defining rights to the dragon,” Wendy shrugged and said, “You’ve heard the joke, right?
After the fall of Ro, all of its enemies declared themselves the legitimate Ro.”
“It’s the sa idea.”
“Although it sounds absurd, it’s not without feasibility.”
“After all, blind faith and obedience are in human nature, regardless of race, age, or gender.”
Li Mumu took a deep breath to calm herself down.
“You just ntioned that the Longevity Sect has so sort of action planned for tonight?”
“I don’t know; I’ve just joined and am an external mber who hasn’t yet gained their trust.
However, there sure will be so excitent tonight; wouldn’t you like to go and see?” Wendy extended a cordial invitation.
Li Mumu was very tempted.
She really wanted to see for herself what sort of trouble these foreigners were up to.
This wasn’t Saifu, and furthermore, the Nantong District Police Departnt was also having operations tonight.
They wouldn’t happen to collide, would they?
“When do they start?
How about we grab so late-night food to fill our stomachs first?” she suggested.
“Sure, let’s go for hanging noodles; I want boiled poached eggs,” Wendy replied.
At eight in the evening, it was bedti for most people, but for night owls, it wasn’t yet the peak of their energy.
Li Mumu went to the kitchen, lit the gas stove, and had just settled the pot on the fire when she turned her head and saw a ghostly face outside the window.
Damn it…
Senior sister, you’ve really done it this ti!
My tender, delicate little heart will surely suffer an ailnt from all the scares you’ve given !
Opening the window, Zuo Yan floated in with a whoosh, thankfully without bringing a gift this ti, which relieved Li Mumu.
“Mumu, going out for fun tonight!”
Li Mumu gritted her teeth and said, “Senior sister, where have you been lately?
You just disappeared without a word!”
“Don’t even ntion it!” Zuo Yan covered her face with both hands and sighed deeply, “Last ti I took the two of you out for fun, I accidentally scared that Raggedy Old Taoist to death.
I’ve been grounded ever since, writing self-criticisms until my fingers have thickened.
You have no idea what kind of days I’ve been having…”
“The laws of the City God’s Office are so lenient?
Just a few days in detention for killing soone and that’s it?”
“What are you talking about?
Unregistered foreigners don’t count as people; their deaths are inconsequential.
I was grounded and made to write self-criticisms because I didn’t clean up properly afterwards and polluted the street environnt.”
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