“Yu'er is back! The little beast is worshiping gods in the room!”
Grandma also had a sharp tongue.
Auntie said a crisp "Oh," and a few seconds later, the bedroom door was violently pushed open with a "bang."
The Elvis speaker immediately stopped singing "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful."
Zhang Yuanqing, lying flat on the bed, turned his head to look at the door and saw his aunt, whom he hadn't seen in days, with her carefully styled hair, slightly fluffy and loose, with curled ends that accentuated her round face.
She was wearing beige high-waisted casual pants, a white floral three-quarter sleeve women's t-shirt, flat sandals, and a small black bag hanging on her shoulder.
Although she was 25 years old, she managed to pull off a girl-next-door look.
Auntie stood at the door and examined him for a few seconds, rolled her eyes, and said with a look of disgust, "Impure person!"
"Huh?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't react.
Auntie dropped her bag, rushed to the bed in a few steps, struck a martial arts pose she'd learned from TV dramas, with a bow stance and a sinking waist, and chopped at her nephew's head with a hand blade, saying angrily:
"Impure person!"
Zhang Yuanqing understood; she was disgusted that he had a girlfriend.
"Impure person, impure person!" Auntie kept her bow stance and chopped downwards, "Dong, dong."
You little… Zhang Yuanqing, having been chopped, was enraged. He straightened his waist and abdomen, clamped his aunt's slender waist with his legs, and with a spin, "whirled" her onto the bed.
Zhang Yuanqing sat up, sinking his buttocks onto Jiang Yuer's round hips, imitating Wu Song fighting the tiger, and said:
"Jiang Yuer, since you are so aggressive, don't blame your nephew for subverting his superior."
Jiang Yuer was pinned to the bed, wriggling her waist, but couldn't overturn her nephew. Fortunately, she had long legs and kicked vigorously, attacking her nephew with her heels with "pa-pa-pa" sounds.
Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:
"I've been out on a mission for the past three days; the girlfriend thing was just to fool Grandma."
When Jiang Yuer heard this, she stopped attacking, her eyes lighting up: "A mission? What mission? Tell me quickly."
Zhang Yuanqing naturally couldn't tell her, and hummed:
"You're just a mortal; how could you know about national affairs? Don't ask too much."
Hearing this, Auntie resumed her attacks with back kicks, "pa-ta, pa-ta."
As they were wrestling, a furious shout suddenly came from the bedroom door:
"How old are you two? Still fooling around all day!" Grandma stood at the door with her hands on her hips, glaring at her daughter and grandson.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately rolled off his aunt's back, and Jiang Yuer also sprang up and quickly separated. They both said in unison:
"Jiang Yuer (Zhang Yuanqing) started it first." Grandma gave her daughter a cold look and scolded, "Get down here."
Auntie scurried off the bed.
Grandma bent down, picked up the bag at her feet, held it in her hand, and grabbed her daughter's ear with the other hand, dragging her out.
Hmph, Grandma is still very perceptive. Zhang Yuanqing had won a battle. He hummed and got out of bed, sat at his desk, opened his computer, and logged into the official database, ready to search for this "Lian Sanyue" person.
With his authority, below the level of Ruler, he could find any The Way of the Extraordinary who was officially registered. "Buzz～"
The Elvis speaker regained its vitality and began to persistently play: "You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful～"
It was evident that the Three Daoshan Goddess had caused it considerable psychological trauma, from which it hadn't yet recovered.
While Zhang Yuanqing typed in "Lian Sanyue," he said to the Elvis speaker:
"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, it's always the same song. Can't you play something new?"
The Elvis speaker readily complied. After a burst of "buzzing" current, music began to play:
"Ji ni tai mei, a bei bei～Ji ni tai mei, a bei bei～"
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Elvis speaker and threw it under the bed. At the same time, staring at his computer screen, he saw that the search results displayed—"No results found for your query."
No such person? He frowned.
"The people Brother Bing knows are mostly not official. His research on items is extremely advanced. I remember that 'Scholars only have the ability to mass-produce items when they reach the Ruler level.'"
"In summary, this Lian Sanyue is at the Ruler level, probably a wild, unregistered cultivator."
After thinking for a few seconds, he dialed his mentor's phone. After the other party answered, he asked directly:
"Ling Jun, have you ever heard of a person named 'Lian Sanyue'?"
"Lian Sanyue? What's his relationship with Fenghuo?"
Zhang Yuanqing thought, why are you using the same joke as the Demon Lord? Sure enough, you're both playboys, with the same bad tastes.
"You haven't heard of him either? Okay, I understand." Before Zhang Yuanqing hung up, he suddenly thought of something and said:
"Ling Jun, if one day you find out that I've said something I shouldn't have, maybe, um, maybe it involves your family, you must forgive me."
Sword Coming
Ling Jun laughed when he heard this:
"If it's my philandering old man and that group of brothers and sisters, feel free to involve them. It would be best if they were completely discredited."
You have such complicated feelings towards your father and siblings? Zhang Yuanqing didn't say much and hung up the phone.
He put the phone on the desk and had a judgment in his mind.
Ling Jun, this playboy, although a piece of trash handpicked by Fu Qingyang and not going to amount to much, was also a well-known The Way of the Extraordinary who was experienced and knowledgeable, unlike a newbie like him who had been practicing for two and a half months.
If Ling Jun didn't know this person, then Lian Sanyue's identity could be confirmed.
An unregistered, Ruler-level rogue cultivator.
"The Scholar profession is different from other professions; it emphasizes academic discussion and teamwork. It's difficult to conduct research alone. That Lian Sanyue, even if he's not an official, must have dealings with the 'Scholar' group."
"I should find the three Scholar families to inquire... Wait, why don't I use the Astrolabe to deduce?"
He slapped his head, remembering this newly acquired item.
He could completely use the Astrolabe's deductive ability to gain enlightenment, without having to painstakingly search for people.
"I'm now a Star Official, no longer a Night Wanderer. I need to quickly adjust my mindset." Zhang Yuanqing got up, closed and locked the bedroom door.
He returned to the desk and pushed aside the computer, water glass, and other clutter.
He reached into the void and grabbed a round plate the size of a face. The Astrolabe was cast in black iron, heavy, and completely black. The surface of the disc was engraved with the constellations of the celestial sphere, dotted with silver paint.
It resembled a brilliant galaxy in the night sky.
Zhang Yuanqing held the disc with one hand and slowly poured in Star Power. The radiant stardust flowed along the surface of the disc like water, illuminating the constellations engraved on it.
The next second, the Big Dipper, the Purple Star, the Twenty-Eight Mansions, and other constellations detached from the Astrolabe, as if holographic projections, and condensed in mid-air.
Then, the constellations of the celestial sphere rapidly rotated, creating a dazzling stellar vortex.
After a dozen seconds, the starry sea that filled half the room turned into a stream of light and rushed into Zhang Yuanqing's brow, entering his sea of consciousness.
A scene suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind.
It was a Jiangnan town with a distinctly ancient charm, with white walls, black tiles, and bluestone roads. In a narrow alley, a handsome young man leaned against the wall, panting heavily, as if he had just experienced a great battle.
Beside the young man was the pale and skinny Chi Ou, and Guan Ya, holding a rifle and aiming forward, her lips pursed in cold lines.
He knew this young man—Li Chunfeng.
The background was the Yin-Yang Town副本.
The next second, the picture shattered, and Zhang Yuanqing suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of astonishment.
The revelation given by the deduction was Li Chunfeng?
Li Chunfeng knows Lian Sanyue? Right, he's also a Scholar, and also a rogue cultivator.
Lian Sanyue is very likely also a rogue cultivator; it wouldn't be strange for the two to be connected.
Perhaps, Li Chunfeng is very likely Lian Sanyue's subordinate, just like Xiao Yuan and Kou Beiyue are Uncle Wuhen's "subordinates."
It's inevitable that a Ruler-level rogue cultivator would cultivate their own team.
"Fortunately, I kept Li Chunfeng's contact information. When Fu Qingyang comes out of the Slaughter副本, and after I've dealt with the trivial matters around me, I'll contact him."
The sun was setting, the afterglow like blood.
At the dinner table, a family of five enjoyed dinner.
The mature-beyond-his-years older cousin, holding his bowl, looked at his younger cousin and said, "I heard from Grandma that you have a girlfriend?"
"Um, um!" Zhang Yuanqing responded vaguely.
Chen Yuanjun nodded slightly and picked up a piece of celtuce. "If things are going well, you can consider living together. Take your girlfriend to live in your own home. Anyway, your aunt's large apartment is empty."
If I really manage to woo Guan Ya, I can indeed consider it. Zhang Yuanqing said perfunctorily:
"We'll see!"
"By the way, older cousin, Grandma said you've been working overtime these past few days investigating a case? What happened again?"
Chen Yuanjun swallowed his food, frowned, and the lines between his eyebrows became more pronounced. "Recently, the public security bureaus in various districts of Songhai have received multiple reports of missing persons. People are disappearing without a trace. The missing persons are all young and beautiful girls. Because of the Copper Sparrow Tower case a while ago, the higher-ups are very sensitive to this kind of thing. The Public Security Bureau summoned us for a meeting to discuss it."
Young women disappearing again? Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, but on the surface, he asked calmly:
"Are there any clues?"
Chen Yuanjun's brow furrowed even deeper, his expression strange, and said: "We retrieved the surveillance footage of all the missing persons' last appearances and found that they had deliberately avoided the surveillance cameras before they disappeared. After visiting and investigating, we didn't find any evidence that these girls were threatened."
"Currently, the public security bureaus in various places have compiled as many as thirty missing young women's cases, not excluding those that haven't been reported."
He picked up a piece of rice and said:
"However, we have identified a suspicious person who has appeared in the surveillance footage before the disappearance of three women. We are currently investigating this person."
It sounds very strange; it doesn't seem like a normal missing persons case. If The Way of the Extraordinary are involved, I have to take care of this. It's very dangerous for ordinary people like my cousin to participate in it.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his gaze and secretly activated Star Gazing.
A brilliant galaxy quietly appeared in his eyes and disappeared in a flash.
He looked up again, staring at his "weathered" older cousin.
He saw a layer of thick bloody light condensed between Chen Yuanjun's eyes, which indicated that he would have a bloody disaster in the near future, and according to the intensity of the bloody light... this was a death tribulation!
ps: I'll update the misspelled words first and then revise them later.