Deng and several others did not stay long. After bidding farewell to Xu Mo and briefing him on the Jin family's situation, they got up to leave.
Before departing, Deng informed Xu Mo that China had prepared a grand welcoming ceremony for the Great Qian Emperor's visit.
Xu Mo nodded in response and stated that he would travel to the capital of China the following morning.
After the distinguished guests departed, Qin Cheng and the others finally relaxed, no longer feeling constrained.
"I never imagined I would one day sit and chat with such high-ranking officials. I wouldn't have dreamed it!" Qin Cheng still found it incredible, expressing his deep emotion.
He then looked at Xu Mo, his expression filled with gratitude, and conveyed his sincere thanks.
"We're brothers, no need to mention it," Xu Mo said with a smile, patting Qin Cheng's shoulder, urging him not to take it to heart.
Afterward, Xu Mo had dinner at Qin Cheng's home and then gave Qin Ran some brief guidance on her cultivation before departing.
Qin Ran stood by the window, watching Xu Mo's figure disappear into the night sky like a star. Her eyes grew brighter.
"Cultivators are so powerful! They can make mortals bow their heads. I must become a cultivator!" The young girl's resolve solidified in her heart.
The events of the day had been a tremendous shock to her.
If it weren't for Uncle Xu's appearance, she could hardly imagine what her fate would have been.
Without strength, the weak could only be bullied, their resistance appearing laughable. Only by becoming truly powerful could one protect oneself!
...
After leaving Qin Cheng's place, Xu Mo headed directly towards the eastern suburbs of Suzhou City.
The mental hospital where the "driver" had been located years ago was situated there.
However, the Suzhou Mental Hospital had closed down and become derelict four years prior due to insufficient funding.
Xu Mo arrived at approximately seven o'clock in the evening. He hovered in the air, looking down at the entire mental hospital.
The Suzhou Mental Hospital consisted of five four-story buildings. Now, all of them were incredibly dilapidated, with shattered windowpanes and scattered old newspapers flying about in the night wind.
Xu Mo landed and entered Building 4, which was covered in cobwebs.
As soon as he entered the building, a putrid smell assaulted his nostrils, so pungent that Xu Mo frowned.
He extended his spiritual sense, instantly locking onto several dead rats in the corner.
Finding nothing unusual, Xu Mo continued to probe deeper with his spiritual sense. He was investigating Room 404, where the "driver" had once resided.
His spiritual sense quickly pinpointed Room 404. At that very moment, faint crying could be heard.
The cries were very soft, interspersed with what seemed like laughter. In this desolate, abandoned mental hospital, it was incredibly eerie!
"Putting on a show!" Xu Mo snorted coldly and took a step forward, appearing in Room 404 in the blink of an eye.
The room was dim, the walls white. In the center, a hanging light swayed gently, as if stirred by a breeze.
Xu Mo looked at the wall, where a figure stood facing it. This figure was identical to the one in the surveillance footage!
"What exactly are you?" Xu Mo stared, his spiritual sense revealing that this was also an "illusion."
"Hehehe..."
The figure seemed devoid of consciousness, still emitting eerie laughter. It slowly turned its head and smiled at Xu Mo.
Xu Mo finally saw the figure's face clearly. The skin was loose and wrinkled, forming layer upon layer. The eyes were as white as a dead fish's, making it terrifying.
"You only dare to appear as an illusion? Cowardly creature, die!"
Xu Mo wasted no words. He threw a punch towards the figure's face.
Boom!
This time, it wasn't a spiritual attack. As his fist descended, the entire building collapsed, turning into dust.
The figure instantly dissipated under this assault.
However, Xu Mo's mood grew even more somber.
He had confirmed that the driver was indeed still alive. More accurately, the person who had possessed the driver's body was still alive.
Xu Mo couldn't understand why he, an ordinary person back then, had been targeted.
If not for his accidental transmigration, he would have died long ago.
"No matter what you are, I will find you!" Xu Mo's expression turned cold.
That night, Xu Mo stayed in the mental hospital, hoping the figure would reappear.
It wasn't until the next morning that the figure still hadn't shown up, much to his regret.
During this time, he also summoned the drifting bottle to inquire about the figure.
The drifting bottle, however, was clueless, stating it knew nothing about such a thing.
It did speculate, though, that the figure might be a special method employed by some ancient zombie in hiding. As for why it would target an ordinary person like Xu Mo, the drifting bottle couldn't understand.
Shaking his head, Xu Mo put the matter of the figure aside for the moment.
Although the situation was filled with strangeness, he didn't believe it posed a threat to him.
After meticulously re-examining the entire mental hospital and finding no further anomalies, Xu Mo left and headed for the capital of China.
...
Today, China was incredibly lively!
The official announcement had declared that the Great Qian Emperor would arrive in the capital of China for a visit that morning. To demonstrate China's welcome, the entire country was given a holiday!
This immediately brought cheers from countless workers!
Of course, what caused even greater excitement was the news of the Great Qian Emperor's visit to China. This was the first time a cultivation dynasty had visited a country on Earth.
All countries on Earth turned their gaze to China, eager to witness how the Great Qian Emperor would visit.
"Amazing! The Great Qian Emperor must be the strongest cultivator in the Great Wilderness, right? It's an honor for China that he chose to visit!"
"Whether it's an honor or not, I don't know. But I do know that other countries are green with envy. The Great Qian Emperor isn't visiting their countries, only China!"
"Hahaha! Perhaps the Great Qian Emperor disdains countries without historical and cultural depth. In terms of cultural heritage, China boasts five thousand years of history!"
The Chinese people were very excited. Such a major event should indeed be celebrated nationwide.
Of course, the most important thing was that everyone had a day off, which was a genuine benefit.
Meanwhile, at the reception site in the capital of China, all the arrangements for the ceremony were in place, and all preparations were complete.
On the periphery, many onlookers had gathered, eager to witness this scene that would be recorded in history.
Major news media outlets, carrying cameras weighing over ten pounds, were at the forefront, their expressions filled with excitement.
"When will the Great Qian Emperor arrive? I'm so impatient!"
Someone exclaimed, their face flushed with excitement.
"I know you're impatient, but please hold on. He should be here any moment now," someone replied with a redundant statement.