“You,” Ling Jun started to say, but was interrupted by Yuan Shitianzun, who raised his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk inside. Is Victoria here?"

Ling Jun took a deep breath to calm himself, proactively opened the door, and welcomed Yuan Shitianzun into the house.

It was just past mealtime. The two maids in the villa were one tidying up the kitchen and the other cleaning the living room.

Victoria's figure appeared by the railing on the second floor. She was wearing a purple nightgown, her chestnut hair loosely draped over one side, her perfect oval face with delicate and profound features, and her light blue eyes full of charm.

Looking down, she smiled faintly: "Long time no see!"

With such a beautiful older woman accompanying him, and still thinking about flirting everywhere, tsk, Ling Jun, what a渣男! Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly and said:

"Elder Victoria, could you help me set up a secret room blessed by Taiyin?"

The mature beauty with chestnut hair sized him up a few times and readily agreed: "No problem, but you should learn to control these powers yourself."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "I've only been promoted to Ruler for half a month."

Ling Jun took another deep breath, suppressing the urge to ask, and sat down on the soft sofa, watching Victoria walk down the stairs, through the living room, and towards the basement.

Since Yuan Shitianzun requested a secret room with protection, it meant that the matter to be discussed next could not be made public.

This also meant that his mother's matter was extremely important.

Ling Jun took out a cigarette, lit it, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and instructed the maid, "Get the guest an iced Coke."

The maid put down the mop and walked towards the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Zhang Yuanqing said in surprise: "When did you learn to smoke?"

"It's just a prop for me, specially used to deal with those beauties who like melancholy,痞帅 type, and delinquent type men. Of course, sometimes it really helps me relieve emotions." Ling Jun took a half-cigarette in one drag, exhaling a long stream of smoke: "Like now..."

He flicked the cigarette ash and said:

"You'd better not cause any more trouble recently. I reckon the Dark Night Rose, the Spiritual Energy Society, the Nihility Sect, and the Soldier Lord Sect are all preparing to deal with you. Your leveling speed is too terrifying, and it has reached the point where even Demigods are afraid.

"The unspoken rule is still in place, and Demigods may not take action, but if Peak Rulers are sent, even a hundred of you would surely die."

The unspoken rule is that Demigods cannot personally participate in combat, slaughtering Transcendent, Saint, and Ruler level cultivators.

Don't think that the practitioners of the evil camp are hidden well, if the demigod make a move, it is very easy to find them, like the Sky Eye of New Covenant County, if it is held by the demigod, the rule-type cost may not take the demigod's vision. When that time comes, won't evil occupations be caught? Catch one and kill one. However, unless the demigods of the two camps decide to be lone commanders, they will not personally go into battle.

This is the same logic as nuclear deterrence in the real world.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "The decisive battle between the evil and the orderly is not far away. No matter how terrifying my leveling speed is, in the eyes of the Demigods, I'm just a genius born at the wrong time. Of course, if I emulate the Marshal's success and advance to Peak Ruler within half a year, the degree of importance will be different."

Ling Jun stared at him for a moment, then suddenly sighed:

"The decisive battle between good and evil, or you emulating the Marshal, none of it concerns me anyway. I'm just a Saint. I have no ambition in this life, just eating, drinking, having fun, and sleeping with women, that's all."

Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of cola and suddenly said, "You're with Victoria because you lack maternal love, right?"

Ling Jun was greatly shocked: "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Me too."

Ling Jun was greatly shocked: "No wonder we get along so well."

Zhang Yuanqing laughed heartily, but secretly sighed in his heart. Ling Jun lost his mother at a young age, suffered bullying from his older brothers, and then lived with his maternal grandfather, living under someone else's roof.

Victoria was the only light in his childhood.

Beneath Ling Jun's lazy appearance lies a cautious heart. No one loves him, no one relies on him, so he doesn't dare to compete for anything and can only pretend to be carefree.

Over the years, he has lost motivation for his career and leveling. He doesn't have Fu Qingyang's fighting spirit and pride, the spirit of 'Though there be ten thousand, I shall go!' and 'Ten thousand are beneath my feet!'.

If something doesn't happen to rekindle Ling Jun's fighting spirit, he will probably continue to be depressed, living a carefree life of eating, drinking, having fun, and sleeping with women.

The above analysis all comes from the talent of the Nihilist.

The Nihilist was known as the "Inner Demon" in ancient times. Sensing the target's most authentic psychology, excavating the target's deepest fears, and spying on the target's most sincere emotions are the talents of the "Inner Demon."

According to Mother Three Dao Mountain, ancient cultivators, from Transcendent to Ruler, and from Ruler to Human Immortal, had to undergo Heavenly Tribulation.

Inner Demons liked to take advantage of ancient cultivators during their Heavenly Tribulation.

Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to finish his iced Coke, Victoria returned from the basement and said:

"The place is ready to use. When the door is open, the formation is in an open state and not protected by Taiyin. When the door is closed, the formation is activated."

After saying that, she stretched lazily and went upstairs in her cotton slippers.

Ling Jun immediately got up, "I'll take you over."

Victoria's basement was much cleaner and tidier than Elder Zhao's. The floor and stairs were laid with elm wood. The forty-odd square meter space was filled with some repair tools, clean mop heads, brooms, and spare household supplies.

Wealthy families would throw away old furniture and worthless junk; they would never pile it up at home.

"This way..."

Ling Jun led him through the basement to a small room on the left. This was the place protected by Taiyin. The door, walls, and floor were covered with black spirit rune arrays.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully examined these formations and found that they were different from the formations drawn by Elder Zhao, but they were also extremely similar, belonging to the same core, with arbitrary appearances.

Are there different ways to depict the Taiyin array? Or is it that as long as the core part of the array is drawn correctly, the details can be freely applied? Zhang Yuanqing silently noted it down, intending to ask the old bastard when he had the chance.

Ling Jun couldn't wait to close the door tightly, stare at him, and ask urgently:

"What exactly did you come to me for today? Why did you mention my mother?"

Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged and took out a black, palm-sized miniature speaker from his pocket.

He placed the speaker in front of him, "Do you know what this is?"

Ling Jun shook his head.

"This is a relic of the Demon Lord. Although the level isn't high, it's very special. It's an item that cannot be stored in the item bar and must be carried with you at all times." Zhang Yuanqing introduced the Mao Wang speaker:

"The Demon Lord used it to record his inner thoughts, attempting to use yesterday's kind self to awaken tomorrow's fallen self, in order to resist the erosion of the Fallen Grail. Because he carried it with him at all times, it's inevitable that he would record some content that requires payment..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanqing slapped the Mao Wang speaker: "The audio you heard last night can be played now."

"Buzz..." A low voice came from the Mao Wang speaker: "I played with her and didn't pay, so that doesn't count as selling!"

"What does that mean?" Ling Jun glanced at the speaker and then looked at Yuan Shitianzun with a confused face.

Zhang Yuanqing twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's satirizing that we want to嫖, take out your phone and play a song for it."

Hearing this, Ling Jun asked as he took out his phone, "What kind of song does it like?"

"Gu Yong Zhe." (translator note: Gu Yong Zhe, translated as the Struggler, is a popular children's song)

"It's still a baby." Ling Jun mocked, opened the music app, and played the children's war song.

A song ended quickly.

Ling Jun put away his phone, staring at the Mao Wang speaker with anticipation.

"Buzz..." After a burst of static, a sharp, high-pitched voice came from the speaker:

"Little darling, harder, harder, I can't take it anymore..."

Ling Jun looked up at Zhang Yuanqing with a blank expression, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You mysteriously ran to the capital to gossip about the Demon Lord having sex with a woman?"

Don't you think that woman's voice is familiar! Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

The pleasure in the audio continued, and the Demon Lord's hoarse laughter came:

"Auntie, you and Teng'er are the same, you can't stand whipping. Could it be that after your husband returned to The Way of the Extraordinary, you didn't find another lover?"

Ling Jun's expression suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at Zhang Yuanqing, and Zhang Yuanqing returned his gaze calmly. The sound of continuous slapping echoed between them.

Swift as the wind, sudden as the rain, aggression like fire, screams like the tide.

Ling Jun suddenly pounced on the Mao Wang speaker, his expression ferocious as if this was the enemy who killed his father, no, the enemy who killed his mother.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly tackled him, subduing him with the physique of a Ruler.

Ling Jun was not convinced and shouted, "Did you come here to humiliate me?!"

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly comforted, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, the good stuff is in the back."

As soon as the words fell, the Demon Lord's lewd laughter came from the Mao Wang speaker:

"Auntie, I heard Teng'er say that she has an aunt? You look so beautiful, that sister of yours must be good too."

Ling Jun was furious: "You're still insulting my mother? Is this what you call business?"

"Calm down, calm down!" Zhang Yuanqing comforted, "Don't get so angry about family matters..."

But when he thought about how if he didn't get angry about this, then what should he get angry about, he stopped talking and chose to make him quiet through physical means.

Finally, after a new round of physical activity for the four people in the audio and reality, the voice of Teng'er's mother sounded from the speaker:

"My sister is the wife of the Taiyi Sect Leader. She returned to The Way of the Extraordinary two years after giving birth. The Taiyi Sect claimed that she died in The Way of the Extraordinary, but I think her death wasn't simple."

Hearing this, Ling Jun, who was struggling hard, stiffened.

In the audio, the Demon Lord asked, "What do you mean?"

"...She was indeed about to enter The Way of the Extraordinary during that time, but, but she called me before entering The Way of the Extraordinary. She said that she had discovered a terrible secret... My sister didn't tell me what the secret was, but she told me that if she ever encountered misfortune in the future, I should raise Ling Jun well..."

"Why didn't you tell your father about this?"

"I was afraid that this matter involved the Taiyi Sect Leader."

After playing to this point, Zhang Yuanqing got up from Ling Jun, patted the top of the Mao Wang speaker, and the audio stopped immediately. There was no need for Ling Jun to hear the subsequent fragment of the Demon Lord injecting life essence into his aunt's body.

"That's how things went." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Ling Jun sat cross-legged without saying a word, his eyes straight and dejected: "Her death is related to the Taiyi Sect Leader..."

Although he had no feelings for his playboy father and even hated him very much, he still couldn't accept the cruel fact that his biological father might have killed his mother after hearing his aunt's guess.

At the same time, the possibility that his mother might have been killed made him feel an unnamed evil fire in his heart.

"No, no..." Ling Jun shook his head hard, his voice became excited, "My mother died in The Way of the Extraordinary, I remember Elder Zhao was there at the time and witnessed it with his own eyes. The video and servants can also testify, and it was indeed the node for her to enter the dungeon during that time."

As the wife of the Taiyi Sect Leader and the daughter of Elder Miao, such a big event as returning to The Way of the Extraordinary must have been repeatedly checked and confirmed. It was impossible not to investigate deeply.

"Don't get excited!" Zhang Yuanqing sensed Ling Jun's turbulent emotions and hurriedly helped him calm down—not calming him down just now was purely his own malicious interest in seeing Ling Jun embarrassed and frantic.

When Ling Jun's state returned to calm, Zhang Yuanqing went straight to the point:

"Your mother left a relic, which I obtained. I won't tell you what it is, and I won't show it to you. It's safest for you to know nothing, for both you and me."

"Then what did you come to me for?"

"That thing needs a key to open, which is related to the Wood Sprite profession. Think carefully, did your mother tell you anything before returning to The Way of the Extraordinary? Or, think about everything about your mother." Zhang Yuanqing was almost saying directly: The cultivation method of spiritual plants.

But he couldn't reveal more information. If he said too much, corresponding changes would occur in Ling Jun's future.

Ling Jun smiled bitterly: "Didn't my aunt say that she returned to The Way of the Extraordinary in the second year after giving birth to me? I was only two years old, still breastfeeding. I don't even remember her."

He carefully recalled for a moment and shook his head: "She didn't leave me any special or important relics either. The things she had before her death were either taken away by my maternal grandfather or handled by the Taiyi Sect."

With no relics left for Ling Jun, he didn't even have the ability to talk to his mother. Zhang Yuanqing was unwilling to give up, "Think again?"

Ling Jun thought very seriously for a moment and shook his head again:

"I can't think of anything. Even if she left a key, it shouldn't have anything to do with me. However, if my mother really left a key, I think it might be at the Miao family.

"Maternal Grandfather, uncle, aunt, it's possible, I'll take you to see them now."

Before Zhang Yuanqing could refuse, he suddenly let out a sigh as if deflated: "No, if this matter is related to that playboy, revealing it to the Miao family will only bring disaster."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat. That secret is hidden in the seed. The seed is the key. The cultivation method is actually unimportant. This unimportant refers to being unimportant in "Fate."

If the person who knows the cultivation method doesn't know about the existence of the seed, then there is no causal relationship between the two.

Knowing the cultivation method and also knowing about the existence of the seed will stand out in the River of Fate.

In other words, Ling Jun's biological mother is likely to have told her relatives about the cultivation method.

After all, Ling Jun isn't a Night Wanderer, so he doesn't understand the mysteries involved. Zhang Yuanqing didn't intend to tell him either. He stood up and said:

"I will continue to investigate this matter. Just pretend you don't know anything and don't try to investigate it. Once you take action, the Star Observation Technique will be able to sense it. You come from the Taiyi Sect, you should understand this principle.

"I'll tell you if there are any results in the future."

After saying that, he picked up the Mao Wang speaker, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the door.

Ling Jun took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, and forced himself not to think about it. Just as he was about to get up to see him off, he heard a "buzz" of static coming from Yuan Shitianzun's pocket:

"There's no place like home, there's no friend like Momma, and if you have a Momma, you're the luckiest kid alive!"

That prop is comforting me? Ling Jun felt a warmth in his heart, and then he heard the audio change: "Ya shi a nei" (translator note: Ya shi a nei, is a chinese internet slang, which means 'Oh my god'. )

"Sorry, it's a bit petty." Zhang Yuanqing slapped his pocket, opened the door, and dissipated into starlight.

Grandma's house, bedroom.

Zhang Yuanqing's clone suddenly appeared. He placed the Mao Wang speaker on the desk, and his body immediately dissipated.

An invisible hand reached over and took the Mao Wang speaker.

Zhang Yuanqing, wearing his Soul Companion Moon Spirit and entering Night Roaming state, took out his phone and played "Don't Use Affection" for the Mao Wang speaker.

After the song ended, he said in a deep voice:

"I want to hear all the audio between the Demon Lord and Teng'er's mother."

He suspected that the cultivation method was on a member of the Miao family. Elder Miao didn't have many descendants. Including the deceased Miao Fengling, there were only three children in total.

Under the background of Peak Rulers and Demigods, who are all种马 and actively reproducing offspring, this can be considered a pure stream.

With the Demon Lord's hostility and attention to the Taiyi Sect, he would definitely inquire about the cause of Ling Jun's mother's death, relics, and so on. Furthermore, with Miao Teng'er's mother's emotional dependence on the Demon Lord, she would definitely tell him everything without reservation.

"Buzz..." The familiar static came from the Mao Wang speaker:

"You, you've been demanding me day and night, are you trying to get me pregnant?"

The "auntie's" coquettish voice came from the speaker.

(End of this chapter)