The café fell silent. After a few seconds, Palace Master Zhisha put down the kettle, her bright eyes narrowing beneath the mask.

“Tsk tsk, what do you mean by that, knowing you for a long time?”

She covered her mouth and giggled, acting a little neurotic, and said, “You want to be my dream lover? Your little face is not bad, but it's still a bit lacking. If it were Fu Qingyang, he could be my dream lover."

For a moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know whether to be angry that the boss was stealing his gigolo-in-chief position, or angry that she wanted to steal his boss… Zhang Yuanqing silently complained in his heart.

He looked serious and said with certainty, "You know my father, Zhang Zizhen, right?"

Palace Master Zhisha’s smile vanished instantly, the corners of her mouth slowly flattening. Underneath the mask, those beautiful and lively eyes became deep.

"You don't need to deny it, I know everything! It wasn’t the Chu family who saved you back then and sent you to Songhai, but my father, Zhang Zizhen. So you’ve never had any so-called clansmen by your side.

I've already asked the Qingdian Great Sage, who has followed you for so many years, and he has never seen you mention your clansmen. I've also asked Xie Lingxi, who said you're crazy, moody, and would never even glance at the most handsome man, let alone keep gigolos. But you're different to me. You keep talking about gigolos, and you never refuse my requests. She only thought I was good at socializing, but I knew it wasn’t the case. Now I understand: we were never strangers, it's just that I didn’t know, and you never mentioned it.”

Zhang Yuanqing said a lot in one breath, getting straight to the point without testing the waters.

Because there was no need to test the waters, the evidence he had was enough to nail Palace Master Zhisha.

Palace Master Zhisha stared at him deeply for a moment, then giggled again, her voice soft and beautiful, but the words she spoke were those of a complete yandere:

“Should I strip them naked and hang them on the Songjiang Bridge, or chop them into pieces and feed them to the lions at the zoo?”

Her smile suddenly vanished. She picked up two cups of coffee, her eyes gentle and affectionate, and said softly, "I bought the beans myself, ground them myself. It should taste good. I brewed it specially for you. Let’s go sit over there."

From a crazy woman to a gentle girlfriend, the change was so fast that Zhang Yuanqing couldn't keep up.

He followed the Palace Master away from the bar and sat down by the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the lights, showing their figures: one wearing a gorgeous ancient dress, her black hair like a waterfall, like a daughter of a wealthy family; the other with short hair and a t-shirt, his figure straight, full of youthful vigor.

Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of coffee, the bitter and slightly sour taste carrying a rich fragrance.

For people who love coffee, this is undoubtedly an excellent drink. For Zhang Yuanqing, it might be better with two spoonfuls of syrup.

"Delicious!" he praised against his will.

Palace Master Zhisha "heh"ed, seemingly mockingly, but immediately stopped and smiled, "If you like it, that's good."

She took a sip of coffee and began to tell her story:

“That’s right, the one who saved me back then and brought me to Songhai wasn’t a member of the Chu family, but your father, Zhang Zizhen. His The Way of the Extraordinary ID is Zhang Tianshi. When your father was young, he was weak, so your grandmother carried a bag of rice and sent him to the Taoist temple behind the village to follow the Taoist priests in the temple to practice and strengthen his body. He also learned a lot of fake tricks like drawing talismans, chanting spells, fortune-telling, and treating illnesses. In middle school, he relied on fooling people to cheat a lot of his classmates out of their pocket money.

The parents of the classmates found the school to question him, but they were also fooled by him. He said he was the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei, and the parents called him Little Immortal one after another.”

"Reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei? Small pattern. If it were me, I would say I was the reincarnation of the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning..." Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but laugh when he heard about his father's absurdities when he was young.

"How do you know these things?" Zhang Yuanqing asked. He didn't know these things.

"Of course your mother told me. I lived with them for a while. I was only six years old when the Chu family was exterminated, and I couldn't live on my own. At that time, your mother wasn't pregnant with you yet."

Palace Master Zhisha rested her cheek on her hand, smiling brightly.

Six years old? The Chu family was exterminated twenty-one years ago, so she's 27 now? The same age as Guan Ya… Zhang Yuanqing nodded:

"What happened later?"

“Later, he sent me to a family to be fostered. He told me that he was going to do something very important. If he couldn’t come back, he wanted me to live well in that family and wait for the Chu family to come and find me. At that time, you were just born, and your mother took you back to her parents’ home to recuperate.” Palace Master Zhisha looked out the window at the silent street:

"I waited and waited, waited for many years, but I never waited for the Chu family to come and pick me up."

As she said this, her eyes were a little desolate and sad.

"But your father did come back, and he would occasionally come to that family to see me. Until you were six years old, I heard that he died in a car accident," Palace Master Zhisha sighed.

"Why didn't my father take you back?" Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, then I would have a crazy older sister.

Then going shopping now would be like having a little aunt on my left and an older sister on my right, how majestic.

Palace Master Zhisha was silent for a few seconds, then said faintly:

“He was afraid! He said that if his enemies found him one day, then at least I could still live. But if I was kept by his side, we would all die.”

"Enemies?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned: "Night Rose?"

Palace Master Zhisha shook her head slightly: "I don't know, I was too young at the time, and he didn't tell me a lot of things."

"Okay, then let's talk about what you know." Zhang Yuanqing stared at her, his eyes quite aggressive, and said:

"My soul was stitched together by you, right?

What happened to me? Why can I see your memories? Did I really get sick in high school? I have no memory of any of this."

Palace Master Zhisha looked back with her dark and bright eyes, scrutinizing him with deep eyes, "Sure enough, the stitching is loose, which is why you saw my memory. How do you feel now? Do you feel extremely uncoordinated?"

"A little, but it's getting better. I'm a Night Wanderer, and my spiritual body isn't fragile."

Zhang Yuanqing said.

Only then did she nod in relief and said softly:

"Your spiritual body was stitched together by me. To stitch a spiritual body, you must use the same "material." I tore apart a part of my own soul and used them as threads to stitch together your shattered spiritual body. I also suffered a great loss of vitality because of this, falling from the Dominion Realm to the Saint Realm.

As for the time of the onset of the disease, it was indeed when you were in high school. I'm not that much older than you. If it wasn't for high school, do you think I would have been promoted to the Dominion Realm at such a young age?"

"That's right..." Zhang Yuanqing looked complicated, "Thank you!"

Palace Master Zhisha "heh"ed: "Your father saved my life, and I saved your life, so we're even. Besides, this is my promise to your father."

"Promise?" Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled.

"A year before your father passed away, he came to me. He said that if one day in the future you encounter a life-threatening situation, he hoped that I would save your life. After your father died, I kept in touch with your mother,

and we would meet a few times a year. When you had an accident, it was your mother who found me."

"Why was my soul torn apart?"

"I don't know. When I saw you, your spiritual body was already shattered, but miraculously it didn't dissipate,

as if it was waiting for someone to save it. I asked your mother what happened, and she wasn't very clear either. She told..." Palace Master Zhisha recalled and said,

"When you were born, Zhang Zizhen told her that he wanted to leave something for you. He also told her that that thing was very important, and if something happened to you in the future, she should contact me immediately.

I was only seven years old at the time, but your father seemed certain that I could become a The Way of the Extraordinary. He wouldn't tell your mother what that thing was."

Left something for me. Zhang Yuanqing slowly chewed on this sentence, and suddenly remembered the pure Yang Sect Leader's exclamation the night before last.

There's something wrong with his soul!

And before the pure Yang Sect Leader said this,

he had already seen that his soul had been stitched together, so he was definitely not referring to the stitching.

Zhang Yuanqing sucked in a breath of cold air and thought for a while before asking:

"What was the important thing he said he was going to do back then?"

"He didn't tell me."

"What's the use of you? Forget it, you were just a little loli back then..." Zhang Yuanqing had another question:

"Do you know about the Xiaoyao organization?"

"Yes, that was the organization that your father and my father had in their early years," Palace Master Zhisha said:

"In my impression, my father's health had always been bad, and he often needed life essence to maintain his condition. Once, my mother complained to him, mentioning the Xiaoyao organization in her words."

She tilted her head, recalling, "She said that it was all because my father hung out with the "group of people" from Xiaoyao that he contracted an incurable disease."

Speaking of this, she smiled and said, "The interesting thing is that Zhang Zizhen, like my father, suffered from chronic illnesses."

So, what did that group of people from the "Xiaoyao" organization do back then? Zhang Yuanqing said

"Anything else?"

Palace Master Zhisha thought for a moment and said:

"After I became a The Way of the Extraordinary, I almost never heard of the Xiaoyao organization. To be precise, after your father and my father died, this organization disappeared.

The information about this organization is probably only known to the official authorities and the older generation of The Way of the Extraordinary. I haven't taken the initiative to investigate it."

"You haven't taken the initiative to investigate it?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Palace Master Zhisha and said lightly:

"Who are you trying to fool!

You've been investigating the truth about the extermination of the Chu family for so many years, how could you let go of this clue?"

"I'm not lying to you, I really don't know," Palace Master Zhisha giggled and looked at him with her cheek in her hand.

Zhang Yuanqing was at a loss what to do with her for a while, so he could only use his own brain.

His soul was torn apart, which was very likely related to his father, Zhang Zizhen. When he was born, his father gave him something, and it was this thing that caused his soul to become abnormal in high school.

To verify this guess, he first needed to have a better understanding of his father.

He asked, "How much does my mother know?"

Palace Master Zhisha said: "She's just an ordinary person. What do you think Zhang Zizhen would tell her? Knowing less doesn't mean you're safe, but knowing more definitely means you're not safe."

"It seems I can only investigate it myself." Zhang Yuanqing fell into thought again.

The current breakthrough point is the Xiaoyao organization.

Perhaps figuring out the truth behind the disappearance of this organization would reveal what his father and Chu Shang did back then and why they contracted the same disease.

Then, following the clues, he could figure out what his father did back then.

In addition, Zhang Yuanqing was very concerned about the enemy his father mentioned.

Was this enemy referring to Night Rose, or someone else?

Zhang Yuanqing believed it was the latter. The reason was simple: Night Rose wanted to seize the "Mother God's Womb" to resurrect their leader.

Palace Master Zhisha was just a little kid who had just learned how to wipe her own butt, and she wasn't even a The Way of the Extraordinary yet, so she wouldn't be chased after by Night Rose.

Night Rose and the Soldiers of God Church still had some compelling qualities.

Thinking of this, his thoughts became very clear. There were two things in front of him:

First, whether his spiritual body would be torn apart again.

Second, what exactly was the thing his father left him, and would the so-called enemy set their sights on him?

These were major events related to his own safety and had to be investigated thoroughly.

He couldn't wait until danger came knocking before reacting.

"Will my spiritual body be torn apart again?" he asked.

"Your mother found medicine for you. Originally, as long as you kept taking it, you would be fine. I didn't expect you to become a The Way of the Extraordinary later, so you don't have to worry anymore. As your level increases, your spiritual body will slowly heal."

Palace Master Zhisha rested one hand on her cheek and stirred her coffee with a small spoon in the other.

"Is the thing my father left behind still in my spiritual body, or did it leave when my soul was torn apart?" Zhang Yuanqing was more concerned about this.

Palace Master Zhisha shook her head!

Since you don't know whether the thing is still there or not, how can you be sure that my spiritual body won't have any more problems? This woman is definitely hiding some information... Zhang Yuanqing was very cunning. The question just now was

both a genuine

question and a test.

"Was my father killed by the enemy he mentioned back then?" He drank a mouthful of warm coffee.

"Your mother said it was a car accident, and your grand-uncle prepared the body. I was only eleven or twelve years old at the time, and I didn't even attend your father's funeral, so how would I know how your father died? You can ask your mother," she pouted.

Zhang Yuanqing "oh"ed and quickly made a plan.

One: Search the official database for information on the "Xiaoyao" organization.

Two: Call his mother and talk to her directly.

Three: Go to the zoo in the middle of the night, pretending to visit the Demon Eye, and secretly communicate with the zoo's artifact spirit.

The third option was too risky and would be reserved for later, because he wasn't the real Zhang Zizhen after all. If the artifact spirit discovered that he had mistaken him and became disappointed and furious, or if Elder Gou noticed, things would become very passive.

There was likely another secret behind Elder Gou's acquisition of the zoo, so he couldn't be careless.

"I've asked everything I wanted to ask," Zhang Yuanqing finished the coffee in his cup in one gulp, stood up and said, "Thank you for your honesty. Um, can I call you sister?"

"No way!"

"Why?"

"No way is no way," Palace Master Zhisha refused coldly and ruthlessly, then her tone softened and said, "If you need help during your investigation, you can contact me."

"Okay," Zhang Yuanqing was about to use Star Teleportation when he suddenly remembered something: "Wait, that's not right!"

Palace Master Zhisha's expression under the mask suddenly became a little nervous, and she pursed her lips, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuanqing first thought through the logic, then said:

"You've known me for many years, but I don't know you.

What's the problem?" she said with a smile.

"But ever since I met you, you've been calling me gigolo all the time, as if you can't wait to marry me. But you know Zhang Yuanqing, what does that have to do with me, the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning?" Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes:

"I was disguised when I met you. How did you know that the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning was Zhang Yuanqing?"

Palace Master Zhisha was stunned for a second or two, then said:

"Since I want to see you, wouldn't I investigate you? You were disguised when you saw me, but was Wang Qian disguised when you saw him? He described your appearance, so I naturally knew that the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning was Zhang Yuanqing."

"That makes sense." Zhang Yuanqing had nothing to say and teleported away in starlight.

Palace Master Zhisha sat alone in the café for a long time. Then, she took out her phone from her chest and edited a message:

"Your son knows that I stitched his soul."

The message was sent, and a dozen seconds later, a text message replied:

"Did you tell him?"

Palace Master Zhisha edited a message with a blank expression:

"He encountered an accident the night before last, and his soul had a problem, so he read my memory fragments. I was startled by him just now and thought he really knew everything, but fortunately I fobbed it off. Next, he will investigate Zhang Zizhen's past."

"Stop him! Don't investigate, it's very dangerous!!"

"I can't stop him. Besides, I also agree that he should investigate. You stopped me from investigating the extermination of the Chu family back then, and now you want to stop him?" Palace Master Zhisha replied.

There was a long silence on the other side, then a reply: "I will turn off my phone for the next few months."

Fu Jiawan Villa.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to his bedroom, turned on the computer, and logged into his "Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning" account.

He searched for the word "Xiaoyao" in the official database.

A lot of information was searched out, including item names, The Way of the Extraordinary IDs, and even research plans.

But none of them were what he wanted.

So he logged into Guan Ya's account and searched for "Xiaoyao" again, only to find that the search results were the same.

I can't find it, and Guan Ya is a

Saint, a patrol captain, whose permissions are even higher than those of an ordinary garrison deacon. She can't find it either?

Zhang Yuanqing didn't believe that the official authorities wouldn't have recorded an organization that was once prominent more than twenty years ago.

Uh, it seems that the Five Elements Alliance wasn't established at that time? No, even if the Five Elements Alliance wasn't established, the five major gangs would have their own databases. After the merger, were the old materials discarded?

He believed that it was very likely that his account permissions weren't high enough.

If the information can't be viewed even by a deacon, then he can only look for Fu Qingyang!!