Although he often complained about the Demon Lord's promiscuity, his excessive interest in women, Zhang Yuanqing harbored deep fear and apprehension towards the Demon Lord. His character card "originated from the Demon Lord," it was a legacy that belonged to him, and he was a "beneficiary," therefore, he never wanted to see the Demon Lord alive. A dead Demon Lord was a good Demon Lord.
Imagine, if the Demon Lord was still alive, would he freely give the Taiyin fragments in his character card, the mysterious electronic watch, and all his props to an unrelated person?
Apart from the Demon Lord's widows, Zhang Yuanqing had almost inherited everything from him. If the Demon Lord didn't die, his doomsday would come.
Therefore, in the "past few" "months," Zhang Yuanqing pondered over "whether the Demon Lord was truly dead or not." This was a very sensitive question, constantly frightening himself and overthinking every possibility. It was almost becoming an obsession.
Now, discussing Taiyin's restraint of the Stars, Zhang Yuanqing inevitably became paranoid again. "Something's not right."
After a brief moment of panic, Zhang Yuanqing remembered a detail: the head of the Taiyi sect publicly announced that the Demon Lord's inheritor was characterized by a "black round moon." Others might not know what the "black round moon" represented, but the strongest Night Wanderer must know.
He knew that the Demon Lord had Taiyin fragments, yet he dared to assert that the Demon Lord was dead, which meant that the Demon Lord was truly dead. There was no need for the Taiyi sect head to spread false information to deceive his own people. What benefit would it bring him?
"Speaking of which, this world's strongest Night Wanderer has always been low-profile, even less active than the leader of the Dark Night Rose. He doesn't seem like a Star Lord skilled in scheming."
"Uh, I'd be damned if I could sense the schemes of such a figure. Silence and inaction are the most terrifying." Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself. So far, he hadn't heard of anyone who could survive after their character card was removed.
Well, Fear King should have experience with character card abnormalities. I'll try to probe him when I have the chance. Zhang Yuanqing shook off his thoughts, interrupting Fu Qingyang and Wei Lingjun's impatience, and said, "Boss, I want to connect Elder Hongying and the Chongxu Nihilism sect to deal with the Pure Yang sect leader. What do you think?" Fu Qingyang gave his opinion almost without hesitation, "Go ahead!"
"Elder Hongying and Zhao Gaofeng are in charge of this matter, and the Southern School will agree." Zhang Yuanqing gave a puzzled "hmm~."
Fu Qingyang explained:
"Elder Hongying has a righteous nature and a high moral bottom line. Elder Gaofeng is gentle and honest, with a weak offensive nature. The chances of them blackmailing the Chongxu Nihilism sect are slim. Among the Taiyi sect's elders, Elder Sun and Elder Hongying are the most gentle and kind. The other elders are all ambitious and cunning, with flexible moral bottom lines. They could definitely "use the Pure Yang sect leader as bait" to trick and kill the Chongxu Nihilism sect's elders."
Zhang Yuanqing understood, nodding while feeling a new worry: "Then isn't there a risk that Elder Hongying and Elder Gaofeng might be blackmailed by the Southern School?" Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "If it weren't for Elder Gaofeng, I wouldn't advise you to facilitate this cooperation."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned at first, then realized that Elder Gaofeng, who was generally poor, possessed an "absolute defense." It would be extremely difficult to trick and kill him, so the Chongxu Nihilism sect wouldn't do something that wouldn't pay off.
Fu Qingyang's talent might be questionable in other areas, but he was a genius when it came to playing mind games. Zhang Yuanqing sighed inwardly.
Inside a quaint Buddhist hall, sandalwood incense filled the air. The little fatty put his hands together and said:
"Master, if you break through to the demigod level, will the sect leader attack you?"
"I cannot give you an answer." A deep green figure sat cross-legged day after day, conveying a vague, low, and suppressed response.
"...Cannot give me an answer..." The little fatty frowned slightly upon hearing this answer.
Master Wuhen's words could be interpreted in two ways: first, he lacked confidence in reaching the demigod level; second, the sect leader might be displeased but wouldn't necessarily make an enemy for no reason. There was no direct conflict between the two, so Master Wuhen wasn't sure if it would attract the sect leader's malice. At least it wasn't the worst news! The little fatty felt slightly relieved and asked, "Are you really just one step away from becoming a demigod? I heard from Bei Yue that you have been suppressing your karma for so many years."
Not suppressing karma would mean failing the annual "performance review" and being unable to clear some challenging "resistance-based instances."
Master Wuhen's vague and low voice echoed:
"In the early years, I always used teleportation items to forcibly leave the Spirit Realm and voluntarily downgrade. As my hidden rating gradually decreased, high-level Spirit Realms gradually left me. "Low-level Spirit Realms are mostly non-death-related, requiring no killing. Occasionally, I would clear gang instances to accumulate experience and offset the annual slaughter missions."
Suppressing his level… The little fatty couldn't help but feel respectful.
Suppressing levels wasn't difficult in the Extraordinary and Saint stages, but this was the first time he had heard of someone suppressing their level in the Ruler stage.
This evil Ruler suppressed his level for a full twenty years to avoid killing. It couldn't have been easy to suppress levels in Ruler-level instances, and there must have been many life-threatening crises during that time.
As an evil profession, this act could be described as "great." "Your virtue is admirable and makes me ashamed." The little fatty bowed and exited the hall.
Fu Family Bay.
Zhang Yuanqing left the study and returned to the small apartment villa next door. In the living room, the Bunny Girl was cleaning, and in the small bedroom on the first floor, Li Chunfeng was frantically typing on the keyboard! But there were two computers on the dining table, and the Queen and Princess Yinyao were nowhere to be seen. "Where are they?"
Zhang Yuanqing pointed his lips at the computers and asked.
"The Queen and the Princess went to the fighting room next door to practice," the Bunny Girl said softly. "Oh, that's rare." Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised.
The Queen was hardworking, but not hardworking enough. She would do the work she needed to do, and her skills were okay, but she was definitely not the type to work hard and make progress. In Fu Qingyang's words, "Another trash 36." The Bunny Girl hesitated for a moment and whispered,
"They were originally playing games, but that Princess didn't know what she said to the Queen, and she started crying, saying that Guan Ya had tainted her man and wanted to fight Guan Ya. Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. "And then Guan Ya went to the fighting room?"
"No, after the Queen went upstairs, she didn't know what she said to Guan Ya. When she came downstairs, she was furious and dragged the Princess to practice fighting." The Bunny Girl examined Zhang Yuanqing with a smile.
"Although I don't have insight, your face clearly says 'Congratulations on losing your virginity'." Zhang Yuanqing nodded and went straight upstairs.
He pushed open Guan Ya's door. The first thing he smelled was a strong perfume scent in the air. Then he saw the messy bed, covered in stains from this morning when he woke up. The bedsheets and quilt had been changed and neatly spread out.
The first woman in his life was sitting at her desk, wearing a black skirt and a white t-shirt, reading instance guides.
On the balcony outside the bedroom, the bedsheets and quilt fluttered in the wind.
"You're back. Have you eaten?" Guan Ya stared at the computer screen without turning her head. She seemed a little embarrassed and shy, still not used to this kind of relationship?
Zhang Yuanqing was different. As a young man who had just tasted love, he was now full of thoughts, and he wanted to repeat the act again. "What did you say to the Queen? I heard she was upset and dragged the Princess to fight."
"I said..." Guan Ya spoke, entering her area of expertise, smiling as she looked at him. "Virgin chicken is so delicious."
"I agree. I also think fresh seafood is delicious and tender." Zhang Yuanqing walked to the desk, leaned over, gently held his girlfriend's crystal earlobe, and chuckled, "Guan Ya, I want to enter the Immortal Nest."
The best thing about having a girlfriend who likes to tell dirty jokes is that you can speak freely when flirting. Zhang Yuanqing started his theory.
"No way?!" Guan Ya was a perfect student in theory, but in reality, she was just a beginner driver. Recalling last night's profound experience, she instinctively clenched her legs and let out a short gasp.
"I suddenly regret finding a Scorpio as a boyfriend. Scorpio paired with a Night Wanderer, feared by humans and ghosts alike."
Zhang Yuanqing bent down, reached under her legs, picked her up, and placed her on the desk. Guan Ya resisted desperately, bending her legs and using her knees to hold his chest, employing a delaying tactic, saying,
"Last night's battle was fierce, and I'm exhausted. I need to rest. Tonight at midnight, let's regroup and fight again!" Zhang Yuanqing squeezed his waist between her thighs and hummed, "We should use our remaining courage to pursue the fleeing enemy and not seek a false reputation like Xiang Yu." Guan Ya had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist.
Fighting Room. "Huff, huff, huff..."
The Queen, drenched in sweat, collapsed to the ground, her hair sticking wetly to her face. She gasped for breath and shook her sore wrists in pain.
Her charming and bright face had many bruises, and the left side of her face was slightly swollen. Although Princess Yinyao had been very careful, the gap between them was too large, and accidental injuries were inevitable. "Are you feeling better?" Princess Yinyao took out a small speaker from her pocket without rushing.
"A little, but this way of diverting attention isn't sustainable. I'm starting to feel sad again," the Queen said with a pout, "Although I can still work hard to become the mistress and get rid of Guan Ya, Yuan Shi is still a virgin! You know how tempting the first kill of a boy who is destined to be a powerful figure is? Damn Guan Ya, what virtue and ability does she have? Wuuu..." Princess Yinyao's enchanting face was like a beautiful doll, expressionless, reflecting her current mood. She held the small speaker and said!
"If I were you, I would encourage Xie Lingxi to seduce Yuan Shi Tianzun. If he doesn't take the bait, it means he's loyal and there's no opportunity, so you'd better give up the idea of becoming the mistress. Guan Ya will only resent Xie Lingxi.
"If he takes the bait, then it means you also have a chance. Then you can seduce him and try to get pregnant first. In my family, whoever gives birth first will be the favorite!"
"I just want to dig up a wall, I didn't say I want to be a concubine for Yuan Shi. Princess, don't apply the feudal dynasty's concepts to the present." The Queen pouted. Stealing a friend's boyfriend was normal, but she wouldn't agree to share a husband with her friend. The Queen's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I've thought of a way to relieve my depression. I'm going to tell Xie Lingxi about this." The most delightful thing for an unlucky person is to see others being unlucky too.
With that, she propped herself up, walked to the French window, picked up her phone, and sent a text message to Xie Lingxi: "Lingxi, while you've been away, Guan Ya slept with Yuan Shi. It's hateful!"
Xie Family.
In front of the ancestral hall, Xie Lingxi, holding three incense sticks, stood between her parents and bowed to her prematurely deceased distant cousin. The family members of Xie Lingzhou were grief-stricken and silent.
It was heartbreaking for white-haired people to send off a black-haired person. Xie Lingxi could understand the family members' grief, but as a distant relative, Xie Lingxi didn't feel much sadness besides sighing. But her mother said that she must appear sad in the ancestral hall in order to be polite, after all, they were family, and she couldn't be too indifferent.
Besides her superficially soft and kind nature, her mother said this mainly because Xie Lingzhou, despite being a distant cousin, was also a direct descendant of the Xie family.
In the Xie family, as long as it was the ancestor's bloodline, it was considered a direct descendant. Xie Lingxi's great-grandfather and Xie Lingzhou's great-grandfather were brothers, both sons of the ancestor. In addition, Xie Lingzhou himself was at the Saint stage, so he had a high position among the younger generation of the family. The death of a potential direct descendant naturally called for a display of appropriate sadness and regret. After inserting the incense, Xie's mother, this devastatingly beautiful green tea, started sobbing hysterically. "Lingzhou was such a good child, how could he just leave? I really didn't expect it." Xie's mother said sadly.
Xie Lingzhou's mother, suppressing her grief, went forward to comfort her.
"Sister Su, this is all fate. Don't be too sad. Come inside and sit." Xie Lingzhou's mother knew that the family members were just fulfilling their obligations. Xie's mother frequently winked at her daughter, but Xie Lingxi didn't react. She really couldn't cry.
At that moment, Xie Lingxi felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She silently took out her phone, glanced at it, and silently put it back in her pocket. After a few seconds of numbness, she suddenly cried out loud, tears immediately flowing, her face looking extremely sad. Both Xie's mothers were startled. "Lingxi, what's wrong?"
"Mom, I'm sad, I'm so sad..." Xie Lingxi knelt on the ground, raised her head, stretched her neck, and wailed loudly. She cried heartbrokenly, crying until her heart was broken, crying with tears streaming down her face.
The family members and Xie family members inside and outside the ancestral hall cast surprised glances, moved by the sound of her crying. The heartfelt crying and tears couldn't be faked.
Xie Lingzhou's mother shed tears of relief for the first time. Even if it was faked, she was relieved that she had cried to this extent.
But seeing the jade dragon entering the secluded valley, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she lightly moaned.
The sun set, and the remaining rays of the setting sun dyed the sky golden-red, like paint splashed by God.
Inside the room, the selfless instruction and enthusiastic welcome continued.
Guan Ya leaned back, her hands supporting her on the desk, her head tilted back, her half-closed eyes charming and blurred, and uncontrollable sweet sounds occasionally escaped from her small mouth. The soft light shone on her face, like a delicate crabapple blossom.
Zhang Yuanqing thought she was extremely beautiful. She had never been so beautiful before. This was the most moving charm and pleasure that a woman showed after opening her heart to you. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing's body stiffened, his gluteus maximus suddenly tightened, and he trembled. Guan Ya also tensed her delicate and full body, not moving. After the injection was complete, he leaned over to hug Guan Ya, gently biting her earlobe, and whispered, "Sister Guan Ya, you're so good."
Guan Ya felt weak all over and hummed softly. "You're so beautiful." Guan Ya hummed again. "You're so comfortable."
Guan Ya hit him.
After resting for a few minutes, Guan Ya disgustedly wiped the saliva from her face and neck and glared at him, "I'm going to take a shower."
Pushing him away, her long skirt fell, and she walked toward the bathroom unsteadily. She realized once again that the swordsman's physical fitness was comprehensively stronger than the star official, but in terms of endurance, ten "Yues" would eventually become "Wos."
"Let's take a shower together." Zhang Yuanqing, still not satisfied, proposed to take a mandarin duck bath. Guan Ya's expression changed slightly, and she angrily said, "If you dare to come in, I'll cut you off with one sword... At most, I'll inject you with life source fluid later."
Is life source fluid used like that? Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, considering that he was indeed a bit demanding and had overworked the beauty, which was not in line with sustainable development, so he said, "Okay."
Actually, I could use the Mountain God authority to relieve your pain, and then you would be responsible for relieving my worries. Eliminating the negative effects would be a kind of sustainable development. Zhang Yuanqing's mind flashed with this idea, but he didn't dare to mention it, afraid of being beaten by Guan Ya. Guan Ya entered the bathroom, and ten seconds later, the sound of the shower came. In his moment of wisdom, Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone, opened the chat app, and found two unread messages. One was from Kou Beiyue:
"The Chongxu Nihilism sect agreed to meet in Jinshan City tomorrow night, but there are two conditions - you can only bring the Taiyi sect's Yin Ji; second, you need a knight-class item of extremely high quality. I'll tell you the location tomorrow night."
The other was from Sun Miaomiao:
"I've compiled a list of all the Night Wanderers from 1990 to 2000, including their current status. Many of them have returned to the Spirit Realm. Due to time constraints, I can only briefly summarize their lives and cannot provide a detailed resume. The workload is too large."
Miaomiao is really reliable, and she even included biographies! Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner later. You'll always be my little baby."
Sun Miaomiao: "Tsk, disgusting." She ignored him.
Zhang Yuanqing deleted the above two chat messages, kept the attachment sent by Sun Miaomiao, and opened Guan Ya's laptop - which had been thrown into the corner of the table during the recent event. He skillfully entered the laptop password, opened the computer version of the chat software, and downloaded the attachment. ps: I'll fix the typos later.