Chapter 31: The Revival of Spiritual Energy in the Eyes of the World

Night is a sign of the beginning of another life in the city.

The lights are bright, the wine is colorful, and the money is luxurious.

Madness and wildness tear apart disguises and reveal true nature.

Inside the Moore Coffee Shop, the lighting is dim and the air is filled with a faint aroma of coffee.

This shop has been booked tonight as the venue for the Reiki Revival Forum - Yucheng gathering.

It can be seen that behind the Spiritual Revival Forum, there are many wealthy and powerful people backing it, otherwise they would not have been able to expand to its current level at such an exaggerated speed.

You have to know that it has only been a little over half a month since Wen Zhengming brought the "dead ghost" to the world.

Of course, this is also because of the Ming Dynasty’s laissez-faire attitude: neither admitting, neither denying, neither stopping, nor indulging.

The Ming Dynasty was extremely strict in investigating those who cheated by claiming to be resurrecting ghosts and gods.

But he is very relaxed about public opinion.

Amid the leisurely music, Wen Zhengming sat in a corner wearing a ghost mask, quietly looking at the crowd at the party.

Everyone wears a ghost mask, that's the rule.

It looks like a bit of a chaos.

Most of the people attending the party were between 20 and 35 years old.

This is an age when you are financially independent and can take action if you want to.

This is also the most important group of people of an era.

Their attitudes can often reflect the attitudes of ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty towards the revival of spiritual energy.

Wen Zhengming was willing to come and take a look. In addition to his own character needs, he also wanted to see these people's attitudes towards the revival of spiritual energy.

"I'm glad that everyone can take the time to participate in the Yucheng gathering of the Aura Revival Forum today. I'm the host of today's gathering - Hao."

A hoarse but magnetic voice sounded, the music gradually faded, and the lights gradually became brighter.

The party has begun.

The host was a man wearing a red ghost mask. He looked very young, probably only in his twenties.

But there is an extraordinary demeanor in his every gesture.

He first shared his analysis of the revival of spiritual energy, which was as detailed as peeling off silk threads from an onion.

He believed that the Ming Dynasty should have its own extraordinary organization, and it was they who dealt with the dark shadow that appeared in the Three Gorges Square that night.

He also believed that the revival of spiritual energy has always been under the control of the Ming Dynasty's supernatural organization, and each country may also have its own supernatural organization.

These things have always been well controlled, and nothing uncontrollable has happened. However, for some unknown reason, they have recently been exposed to the world.

Some people have expressed different opinions, believing that in addition to the official supernatural forces of the Ming Dynasty and the supernatural forces of various countries, there must be other supernatural forces that are responsible for the revival of spiritual energy.

He also provided evidence that Maoshan had been closed before.

Some people also said that they saw from afar a group of suspected official personnel carrying a huge mahogany coffin into the Maoshan area, but no one knew what happened in Maoshan.

Some people also said that their relatives had seen ghosts in a place called Dawang Village, but they were arrested after making a phone call that night, reportedly for drug manufacturing.

He later went to Dawangzhuang and found that the original village there had disappeared. It wasn't that kind of gone, but it seemed as if it had been directly wiped off the map.

All that was left of the entire village was a pile of ruins, without even a larger mound of earth to be seen.

Everyone spoke with such certainty that they soon seemed to have figured out the whole thing in their minds.

From the foreign countries outside the Ming Dynasty to the famous mountains and rivers and blessed places within the Ming Dynasty, everything was analyzed.

Good job!

Wen Zhengming was a little shocked. If he was not the mastermind behind all this, he might have actually believed it.

Human beings are so terrifying when you imagine them.

In just a few words, the truth about the Ming Dynasty that suppressed the revival of spiritual energy came to life on paper.

But unfortunately... young men, your imagination is wrong.

It was only after suffering several beatings from reality that the Ming Dynasty began to prepare to build its own extraordinary power.

Wen Zhengming looked down at his fist, and it was he who beat Daming!

These people must be from MLM backgrounds!

I'm not very confident when I say this... It was me who beat up Ming Dynasty.

After everyone finished discussing the current situation of spiritual energy revival, the host wearing a red ghost mask shared some stories he had found related to spiritual energy revival, and expressed his hope to see supernatural forces or ghosts.

Soon, under his guidance, people wearing ghost masks began to share their stories.

Wen Zhengming burst out laughing. Is this the spiritual energy revival gathering?

Why does it look so much like a gathering to tell ghost stories?

And, most of them are stories.

Wen Zhengming shook his head while wearing a ghost mask. He had released several ghosts. Didn’t he know what they looked like?

He was so familiar with those ghosts from inside to outside, from top to bottom.

These people obviously heard some ghost stories from somewhere and came here to tell them. I don't know if they really don't know that these are stories or if they are just trying to make their presence known.

The host seemed a little disappointed as he did not hear the story he wanted among the stories described by everyone.

Wen Zhengming looked at the host next to him who was wearing a red ghost mask and said:

"You don't seem very satisfied?"

The man with the red ghost mask looked back at him and said:

“That day when the anchor of Yucheng was broadcasting the program “Buying Medicine for Qin Shi Huang”, I was in the live broadcast room. After seeing the ghost, I took a flight to Yucheng overnight. Unfortunately, by the time I arrived in Yucheng, the Three Gorges Square had already been dealt with by the authorities.”

Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "Are you so impatient to see a ghost?"

He reminded them, "Ye Gong likes dragons, but he doesn't want to see dragons."

But the man in the red mask shook his head and said, "I am not Ye Gong."

The man's brown eyes seemed to suddenly glow: "We are lucky to be born in such an era, so either step into it or be abandoned by it."

He turned his head and looked at Wen Zhengming and said:

"You either reach the top or you sink to the bottom."

After saying this, he glanced at Wen Zhengming, turned around and walked into the crowd to make his final summary.

Wen Zhengming leaned back in his chair and smiled faintly: "Either reach the peak or sink to the bottom? Interesting."

Seeing the party coming to an end, Wen Zhengming stood up, turned around and walked out of the Mocha Coffee Shop.

After returning home, Wen Zhengming checked the host through the designer system.

On the dreamy blue crystal projection, an information box appeared above the character's portrait.

"Zhao Hao, a rich second generation?"

"He discovered my hint above the Three Gorges Square?"

Wen Zhengming leaned back on his gaming chair, supporting his chin with his hand, as if thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)