Chapter 882 - 708: Former Dynasty Prime Minister (Part 2)

Chapter 882: Chapter 708: Former Dynasty Prime Minister (Part 2)

Now that the Prime Minister has suddenly expressed a desire to meet with him, Qin An feels it’s indeed worth meeting, as the Prime Minister represents the highest power in this Pseudo-God City.

With this thought, Qin An remains silent and raises his hand to signal Mr. Li to lead the way.

Mr. Li wastes no words and turns to head towards the tallest building in the city.

This leaves Wang Liu standing alone, looking around bewilderedly.

Only when Qin An’s figure disappears does he come to his senses, shakes his head helplessly, and walks towards the end of the street, soon vanishing from it.

The surrounding Pseudo-Gods, who originally watched with curiosity and probing gazes, seeing no commotion, also didn’t linger, and returned to their own tasks, leaving the street.

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Throughout the journey, Qin An and Mr. Li had no communication, both proceeding silently like wooden figures.

Upon reaching the gates of the City Lord’s Mansion, only then does Qin An take note of the building before him.

The City Lord’s Mansion is tall and large, much more imposing than the surrounding structures.

At its entrance, two guards stand watch.

Each guard exudes an aura of divinity, indicating how many experts are hidden within this mansion.

"Mr. Qin, from here I am not at liberty to proceed; the Prime Minister instructed that only Mr. Qin should go in. Once inside, proceed directly to the highest floor, where the Prime Minister is waiting."

After saying this, Mr. Li seems uninterested in allowing Qin An time to reply and leaves in a hurry.

This leaves Qin An standing alone at the entrance, frowning deeply.

However, Qin An remains silent.

The other party waits for him at the top floor, and he doesn’t waste time. Without a word, he steps forward and enters.

Crossing onto the main path, no one stops him.

Inside, many Pseudo-Gods are busy with their tasks, but upon seeing Qin An, they merely glance at him calmly and silently return to their work.

Qin An raises an eyebrow, says nothing, finds the nearest staircase, and begins ascending.

The closer he gets to the top, the more distinct the sensations become.

Indeed, there are many experts hidden within this City Lord’s Mansion, and the higher up he goes, the denser the powerful aura becomes.

Arriving here, even with Qin An’s current realm, he must proceed with caution.

At this moment, the largest room on the top floor has its doors wide open, and inside sits a middle-aged Pseudo-God in white robes.

The cold aura emanating from the middle-aged Pseudo-God is extremely intense, yet every movement he makes mitigates this Pseudo-God aura to the utmost, instead radiating an aura very similar to that of a human.

Seemingly aware of Qin An’s arrival, the middle-aged Pseudo-God smiles slightly, points to a chair beside him, and speaks.

"You must be Mr. Qin, please have a seat."

Qin An is not at all puzzled as to why this Pseudo-God before him knows his name.

After all, this person’s identity has already been confirmed; he is the highest leader of the City of Past Life Obsession, and the former Prime Minister, a strength fitting such a title.

Without hesitation, Qin An sits in the chair, gazing calmly at the white-robed Pseudo-God.

The white-robed Pseudo-God smiles, "Mr. Qin need not address me as Prime Minister, as the previous dynasty is no longer, and my identity now is merely the City Lord of the City of Past Life Obsession."

The white-robed Pseudo-God’s speech carries a strong literary aura.

Clearly, he retains the identity of a scholar, even after becoming a Pseudo-God in death, a trait left undiminished.

Qin An clasps his hands, "I wonder what urgent matter City Lord Zhou has for inviting me over this time, please speak directly."

He too does not wish to beat around the bush and directly inquires about the purpose of this visit.

After all, for Qin An, he aims to forge a supreme foundation and seeks absolute efficiency; any matter that slows efficiency is, in his view, a waste of time.

City Lord Zhou didn’t expect Qin An to ask so directly.

However, he hesitates not a moment, having prepared thoroughly before Qin An’s arrival.

As City Lord Zhou regains his thoughts, he considers briefly before speaking, "Wang Liu has accompanied Mr. Qin on extensive tours throughout this city, sharing much about the City of Past Life Obsession. Presumably, Mr. Qin is also aware of a highly unstable factor in this city, which is the Chaotic Street."

Qin An nods, saying nothing, but taps his finger rhythmically on the armrest.

The other party has fixed the subject squarely on the so-called Chaotic Street, indicating their true aim is indeed that Chaotic Street.

However, their exact intentions in this regard are negotiable.

He remains silent because the clues so far are too few.

He requires more clues to determine the truth of their words and how to proceed next.

Seeing Qin An silent, City Lord Zhou, understanding Qin An’s thoughts, shakes his head, "In fact, were it me, after hearing so many unsubstantiated things, I too would ponder."

"But I know what Mr. Qin seeks on this visit: to forge a supreme foundation of the Celestial Human Realm, and coincidentally the Chaotic Street holds this supreme foundation."

Upon hearing this, Qin An frowns slightly.

"What exactly is this supreme foundation of the Celestial Human Realm, and why does it appear in the Chaotic Street instead of elsewhere?"

When the question touches on the supreme foundation, Qin An’s interest is immediately piqued.

His very purpose for this journey is in pursuit of a supreme foundation, and now that it’s said to be within the Chaotic Street, Qin An naturally seeks to know more.

He must at least clarify what precisely this supreme foundation of the Celestial Human Realm is to decide if it’s worth a trip.

City Lord Zhou, having organized his thoughts, finally speaks: "Mr. Qin should know that the so-called Celestial Human Realm involves transitioning from leveraging the power of heaven and earth to commanding it, requiring submission of heaven and earth’s power before reaching it."

"And therein lies the birth of a supreme foundation, called the supreme creation aura, which is incredibly hard to obtain. It’s named such because this aura is a glimmer of hope amidst the despair pulsing between life and death."

"This so-called hope amidst despair matches perfectly with Chaotic Street because they, before the fall of the previous dynasty, were overwhelmed with despair, so dense it felt like ink, impossible to disperse or clear away."

"Upon their death and transformation into Pseudo-Gods, they bore a sliver of hope, believing they could, with Pseudo-God bodies, kill their enemies and restore the previous dynasty."

"I see this more as a joke. But among despair and hope, the supreme creation aura was born. The principles of this, I won’t elaborate on as it’s particularly complex, but Mr. Qin only needs to know that the Celestial Human Realm’s supreme foundation is indeed hidden there."

Hearing this, Qin An falls silent, fingers continuing to tap the desk.

After a long pause, he asks, "Since it’s been laid out to this extent, I’ll ask a question as well. What benefit do you gain from me forging the supreme foundation of the Celestial Human Realm?"

He doesn’t believe City Lord Zhou is sharing this for no reason.

In fact, City Lord Zhou finding him proactively must also entail profit.

With this thought, City Lord Zhou’s side falls into prolonged silence.

After a moment, City Lord Zhou sighs deeply, his tone colored with yearning.

"Our aim is simple—we really just want to see the sunlight from outside."