I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 478 Coincidence

Soon, after completing the check-in procedures, everyone took their keys and went upstairs.

The corridor was narrow, and the wooden planks creaked underfoot.

After a quick wash and tidying up, everyone fell asleep as fatigue from the long journey took its toll.

And that's why, what the public didn't know was...

Not long after they settled in, the old wooden door downstairs was pushed open again.

A cold wind blew in, and four travel-worn figures walked in.

The Holy Lord controlled Valon's body and walked at the front, followed by the almost frozen Afen, Rasu, and Zhou.

To avoid attracting attention, they landed in a more remote location and took a longer hike, only finding this place to stay now.

Are you all looking for a hotel?

The shopkeeper wasn't surprised; most travelers who stayed overnight in the highlands looked like they had been tormented by the harsh weather.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked slowly in heavily accented Chinese.

The Holy Lord raised his eyes and his gaze swept over the shopkeeper. That cold gaze made even the experienced old shopkeeper's heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, considering the trouble that would result from his whereabouts being exposed, the Holy Lord wouldn't go so far as to kill the boss in front of him for such a small amount of money.

After confirming that the area was safe and there were no surveillance cameras, the Holy Lord turned his head slightly and nodded to Ah Fen.

The latter dared not slack off either, taking out a wad of banknotes he had saved up while working in prison, pulling out a few bills and placing them on the peeling wooden counter.

"Give us a room, somewhere quiet, we need to get some rest."

"No problem, you've come at the perfect time. There's one large dormitory room left on the second floor."

Fortunately, the shop owner did not refuse the money that Ah Fen offered, as there were quite a few foreign tourists.

After receiving the money and counting it, and silently calculating in his mind to make sure it was enough to pay the room fee, the boss gave Ah Fen change while taking out an old key with a wooden tag attached from the drawer and pushing it over.

"Turn left upstairs to the end. You'll need to heat the hot water yourself on the stove. The showers and toilets are at the end of the corridor."

The Holy Lord picked up the key, turned around, and walked towards the creaking wooden stairs.

Its gait was steady, clearly indicating that as a fire demon, it was completely unaffected by the high altitude and cold.

Ah Fen, La Su, and Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief and staggered after them, their footsteps causing the stairs to groan.

They were exhausted. They had been driven by the Holy Lord to walk all the way from that remote, abandoned landing site to this place. The altitude was getting higher and higher, the air was getting thinner and thinner, and their physical strength was already severely depleted.

So much so that at that moment, all they wanted to do was lie down and get some sleep, completely ignoring the noises around them.

Just as they walked up to the second floor and stepped onto the equally old but sturdy wooden floor of the corridor, a gust of wind swept across the outside of the guesthouse, emitting a whistling sound, while violently pounding against the small window at the end of the corridor, making a clanging noise.

In the brief interval of the wind, the Holy Lord seemed to hear a very soft, indistinct muttering, filled with deep sleepiness, coming from the room next to him.

It sounds... kind of familiar?

Could it be that District 13 reacted so quickly that they had already sent people over in advance?!

The thought caused the Holy Lord to pause almost imperceptibly. A murderous intent gradually rose in his crimson eyes.

But just then, the wind outside the window picked up again, completely drowning out all the other subtle sounds.

This also quickly replaced the slight doubt and murderous intent in the Holy Lord's eyes with indifference.

Clearly, it believes it is overthinking things.

To this day, it remains absolutely confident in its plans. The chosen flight path and landing point are extremely well-hidden.

This was enough for it to confidently assert that, after diverting the black demon's attention, no one in the world could pinpoint the location of the Panku Box faster than it!

As for that sense of familiarity...

It was probably a sensory illusion caused by the body's excessive fatigue, or an auditory hallucination caused by the sound of the wind.

After all, if Panku Box weren't filled with righteous magic, Shendu couldn't possibly touch it directly; the trio had to do it for him. And Valmont was right; this body was Shendu's only vessel, and Valmont's health had to be ensured…

It's likely that the Holy Lord is still focused on moving forward and won't give the trio a chance to sleep or rest!

Thinking this through, knowing that time was running out and that he had to get the Holy Lord of Panku Box before the black demon arrived, he stopped lingering and headed straight for the dormitory room at the end of the corridor with the key in his hand.

Ah Fen and the other two followed behind with their heads down, dragging their legs that felt like they were filled with lead.

Nobody had the energy to notice who lived behind the door next door.

Insert the key into the lock, turn it, and the door opens.

A musty smell, a mixture of dust and a faint ghee, wafted over.

The room was large, but the furnishings were monotonous and empty.

Apart from a few single beds, a low table, a few chairs, and a kettle for boiling water, there was nothing else.

But the Holy Lord didn't care. He walked into the room on his own, found a bed at random, turned his back to the three of them, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged to meditate.

Afen, Lasu, and Zhou practically pounced on the bed, grabbing the thick, musty-smelling quilt and wrapping it around themselves. But before the warmth inside the quilt warmed up, their teeth were still chattering uncontrollably.

"Ah... Ah Fen..."

After observing for a while and confirming that the Holy Lord was not looking in their direction, Rasu turned to Ah Fen, who usually had the most clever ideas, and asked cautiously.

"What...what should we do next?"

"How would I know... I'll just have to take it one step at a time."

Ah Fen lay on his side, curled up, staring blankly at the mottled wall.

"But at least we've received some good news—the boss is still conscious and able to fight that dragon—so let's be patient a little longer, we'll eventually find a chance to rescue him."

As if to comfort Rasu, or perhaps to console himself, Ah Fen murmured to himself, and as exhaustion overwhelmed him, he unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou was already snoring softly.

He was so exhausted that he fell asleep almost the instant his head hit the pillow.

The Holy Lord did not turn around, as if he had not heard the conversation behind him.

Its crimson will, entrenched deep within Valon's consciousness, like a lurking venomous snake, suppressed Valon's resistance while extending towards the snow-capped mountains in the northwest, searching for the gradually intensifying magical fluctuations.

It's almost here, very close...

Once these useless guys regain some mobility, we'll set off before dawn.

Time passed slowly in the silence and cold.

Soon, it was late at night.

Jackie Chan was awakened from his sleep by the urge to urinate.

He groggily opened his eyes, and to avoid disturbing the little snake's sweet dreams, he didn't reach for the light switch. Instead, relying on his super soldier's physique, he quickly adapted to the darkness in the room.

Then, he carefully moved the arm that was draped over his chest away, quietly got out of bed, and tucked the blanket around the little snake.

Only then did he open the door and head towards the toilet that the owner had mentioned when he checked in.

But when he got to the toilet door, he noticed a dim light shining through the crack in the door.

"There's already someone inside? Who could it be? Bull Warrior?"

Thinking this, he was about to reach out and open the door.

Without warning, the door was pushed open from the inside.

In an instant, dim yellow light and an unpleasant smell quickly wafted out.

And inside the door...

As Rasu fastened his belt, he stumbled out, his face still showing the relief of release and lingering drowsiness.