He couldn't help but be shocked, because the name sounded just like his sister, the Empress.
Considering that I initially thought Mi Li was the empress of Qin Shi Huang, but after getting to know her, it became clear that she was not that person, and she was full of mystery.
She seemed to know a lot, but she revealed information to him in a piecemeal fashion, always acting as a riddle, which was quite similar to the style of that chaotic and mysterious god.
After all that, it turns out everyone else's cheat is an old man, while mine is actually one of the top gods in all the heavens and myriad realms?
Even though Zuan considered himself worldly-wise, he was genuinely startled when this thought came to mind.
"You're dreaming!" Mi Li's cold laughter suddenly rang in my ears. "If I were that mysterious god, would I stay by your side like a nanny every day?"
Zuan thought about it and realized it made sense. When he first met her, she was sealed in the tomb of Qin Shi Huang's empress, and she didn't even have a body. He had to find materials to rebuild her body. It was really unlikely that a supreme god would end up like that...
The masked man in black robes was startled and instinctively looked up at the sky. He lowered his voice and said, "Even if I have the identity of a historian and the protection of the great god of memory, I can't keep calling out that being's name. If I attract His gaze, I'll be finished. Judging from your reaction, have you heard His name before?"
Zuan forced a smile: "No, I must have remembered it wrong."
The masked man in black robes then cautioned, "You must remember this: unless those special believers of the gods mention the names of the gods to you personally, hearing the names will bring great disaster."
Zuan asked curiously, "What would happen if that were the case?"
“It will attract the gaze of the gods and instantly turn to ashes,” the masked man in black robes replied.
"Does it always attract the gaze of the gods?" Zuan confirmed.
"I'm not sure about that, but generally no one in the world would dare to disrespect the gods and risk their life to test this." The masked man in black hesitated for a moment.
Zuan thought about it and agreed. Who would dare to test something like that? Everyone would rather believe it than not.
At this moment, the masked man in black robes took out a black and gold card from his pocket and handed it to him: "I promised to give you a gift before. This is an invitation to the Dreamland. With this, you can enter the Dreamland that countless beings in the myriad worlds yearn for."
"The Land of Dreams?" Zaun was taken aback.
"As its name suggests, it is a dreamlike place where there is no war, only happiness. Legend has it that no matter who you are, you can find what you want there and fulfill your hopes. Of course, the more precious what you want, the greater the price you have to pay." The man in black robes spoke with great longing.
Hearing this, Zuan's breathing quickened. Whether it was the time and space separation between him and the Mermaid Queen and the Goddess of Wushan, or the materials needed for Mi Li to reshape her body, or Chu Yan trapped under the Bridge of Helplessness...
He had too many wishes that couldn't be fulfilled by the power of this world. If that dreamlike place was really that magical, he would definitely go there.
"The Dreamland opens only once every thousand years and is by invitation only. They send out specially made invitations, and only those with these invitations are qualified to enter. Over the years, various forces have often fought bloody battles to obtain such an invitation. Some emperors of certain worlds are even willing to give up an entire planet, but they may not be able to get such an invitation."
Noticing Zuan's interested expression, the masked man in black robes smiled slightly. He had been so certain that the gift would satisfy the other party, and now it seemed that was indeed the case.
"Weren't these invitations sent out by Dreamland specifically to certain people? How can they be stolen?" Zaun asked in confusion.
"Because these invitations are anonymous, they are only valid for the card, not the person, that's why I can give them to you," the masked man in black robes said with a smile.
"It feels like the Dreamland's use of anonymous invitations is clearly an attempt to incite conflict between various factions," Zuan frowned slightly, somewhat displeased with this behavior.
The masked man in black robes didn't seem to care: "Because this is also a kind of test. If someone's invitation can be forcibly taken by someone else, it proves that he doesn't have enough strength to go to the Dreamland. After all, the Dreamland doesn't want to waste time on mediocre people. Strong people can offer more and more valuable things."
Zuan remained silent. It was indeed a dog-eat-dog world. He looked at the masked man in black robes with a puzzled expression: "If what you say is true, this invitation is extremely valuable. Why would you give it to me?"
The masked man in black robes sighed: "I received this invitation because of my identity as a historian. We need to record all kinds of important events in the myriad realms. But this time I have another important task to attend to. In addition, I learned that the historian of time is hiding among us. We are too busy to rush back and inform our other companions. You have helped us a lot, so this invitation is the most appropriate way to thank you."
Zuan accepted the invitation; it was neither gold nor jade, completely unlike any material he had ever seen before.
Seemingly aware of his doubts, the masked man in black robes replied, "These invitations are made of Dream Crystal Amber, a specialty of the Dreamland. Outsiders cannot imitate them, which is why these invitations are fought over by various forces."
"Thank you, sir. May I ask your name?" Zu An put away the invitation and asked casually. The other party was very polite, and since he was unfamiliar with the myriad worlds, it would be good to make more friends.
The man immediately seemed pleased, after all, historians are obsessed with leaving their mark on history, and since a world ruler had taken the initiative to ask for his name, his name could be preserved smoothly:
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