The tidy desk reflected the cold, bright light of the fluorescent lamp. The air conditioner blew a comfortable breeze, and outside the window were the blood-red setting sun and the azure sky. Cotton candy-like clouds solidified, half golden, half white.

Zhang Yuanqing sat at the desk, maintaining the posture he had when entering the dungeon. His clothes were tattered, and he was lucky to have the Yin-Yang Robe to avoid indecent exposure.

"I'm back!" He stretched his back and sighed with emotion.

Then he turned his head and saw Guan Ya standing by the bed, with Yin Yao Junzhu clinging to her like a koala.

The Junzhu hugged Guan Ya's neck, her slender jade legs tightly hooked around the old driver's small waist. The King Cat speaker in her fanny pack played an audio clip: "I was so scared at the time!!"

The voice was cheap and sounded familiar. Zhang Yuanqing listened for a while before realizing it was a popular online audio meme from a few years ago.

It must have been recorded when she was following the Demon Lord.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yuanqing asked the Junzhu.

The Junzhu's little speaker emitted an extremely dissatisfied, extremely displeased snort, then turned into starlight and dissipated, returning to the adjacent bedroom.

Now Zhang Yuanqing lived in Guan Ya's room, and the original bedroom was occupied by the Junzhu.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Yuanqing was confused.

"She's just angry." Guan Ya curled her lips, took off her coat, grabbed the hem of her tight little vest, and pulled it up, exposing her fair skin and a black lace bra in front of her boyfriend. "You didn't take her when you left the dungeon. She took the initiative to hug me to come back with you."

"I saw her beside you and knew you would bring her back." Zhang Yuanqing admired his girlfriend's full figure and tsked. "Junzhu's temper is getting weirder and weirder. I still prefer her original aloof appearance."

Although he had seen it many times, the old driver's figure still had a huge attraction for him. Her skin was very good, delicate and fair, coupled with the unique body fat of women, making her fair skin extremely tempting.

Her abdomen was flat and tight, with alluring mermaid lines and abdominal muscles.

"This Junzhu is very vicious. She always likes to instigate the Queen and Ling Xi to be against me, but she doesn't consider the consequences of their failures at all. She's purely a troublemaker, but she's quite loyal to you." Guan Ya unbuckled her camouflage pants, and the loose trousers slid down her long legs, revealing the fullness of her hips and the roundness of her long legs.

She didn't take off her lace underwear, twisted her waist, and walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower."

Zhang Yuanqing licked his lips. "Together, together..."

He quickly took off his clothes and chased after Guan Ya into the bathroom.

The showerhead sprayed hot water, washing over their embracing bodies. Guan Ya's jade back pressed against the wall, her fair legs hooked around her boyfriend's waist, her pointed chin resting on his shoulder.

She enjoyed the afterglow while saying:

"This time, we were a bit lucky to clear the S-level dungeon. I don't suggest you pull them into another S-level multiplayer dungeon.

"Except for Tianxia Guihuo, these guys all have some background. If they really die in a gang dungeon, their elders might not blame you openly, but wouldn't they hold a grudge in their hearts? There will definitely be resentment.

"They are more useful to you alive."

Zhang Yuanqing held the old driver's round buttocks, the soft flesh overflowing from his fingers. He enjoyed his girlfriend's delicate body and replied, "I know, I know." Guan Ya slapped him on the back and scolded, "Don't be perfunctory."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled, "But once they survive, the benefits are great, aren't they? The difficulty of the Spirit Realm will be adjusted according to the strength of the team. Every S-level is a test of potential for them, but it won't be a must-die level. Speaking of which, thanks to you, otherwise the main quest would have been screwed."

The truth about the Demon Sect's destruction provided too few clues, only a few stone tablets, and a supreme treasure that could never be found.

With Zhang Yuanqing's brain, he would eventually figure it out, but the Spirit Realm didn't give much time, so the key to unlocking the main quest was actually Guan Ya.

Insight and logical reasoning ability are the exclusive talents of Scouts.

"Ah..." Guan Ya suddenly moaned and scolded, "Let me rest for a while... well, multiplayer dungeons are like this, with various professional elements mixed together. I just brought the role of the Scout into play. By the way, it's early September now. You have to enter a solo Spirit Realm this month, right?" "Yeah, it's September!" Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice.

He only had two months to live. According to the Magic Mirror's prediction, he would die at the end of October or the beginning of November.

Guan Ya couldn't see her boyfriend's face, or she would have seen the seriousness on his face.

After taking a shower, the two changed into dry casual clothes and returned to the bedroom.

Zhang Yuanqing unlocked his phone screen and logged into the "Return of the Dead" chat group, typing in a message:

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Come over for roll call after your shower, something's up!]

Everyone except Sun Miaomiao and Asano Ryo replied.

After waiting another ten minutes, Sun Miaomiao and Asano Ryo came online one after another.

Once everyone was present, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message:

[Yuanshi Tianzun: The second-level gang token has three dungeons. We've cleared one. If you guys can still handle it, we'll continue exploring tomorrow.]

[Zhao Chenghuang: No problem!]

[Tianxia Guihuo: Okay!]

The two most ambitious people had tasted the sweetness and immediately agreed without thinking.

The others hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing.

Although they really wanted to slack off for a few days in reality, adjust their mentality, and enjoy life, the dungeon of Mo Sect's Mechanical City was too appealing, making the gang members visibly stronger.

No The Way of the Extraordinary could resist the temptation of leveling up.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Okay, I'll activate the second gang dungeon in five minutes.]

After sending this message, Zhang Yuanqing clicked on Asano Ryo's avatar and typed in a message:

[I've put the Eight Span Mirror in the gang warehouse. Apply to use it later and return it to the Chizuru Group. For the second item, I'll choose the Kusanagi Sword.]

[Asano Ryo: The Kusanagi Sword is kept by the group leader. I heard that the group leader cherishes this item very much, regarding it as important as her life. No one has the right to use or touch it, but since Yuanshi-kun has spoken, the group leader will definitely agree.]

Nonsense, disagreeing would be breaking the agreement. Your group leader doesn't have the guts... Zhang Yuanqing curled his lips and pulled Guan Ya, who was by the bed, onto his lap.

"Guan Ya-jie, the sword Fu Qingyang gave you is damaged. The Kusanagi Sword of the island nation is a Ruler-grade item for Scouts, with a one-month usage period. Take it and play with it first. I'll get you a top-quality sword later."

"Tsk, I thought you would send it to Fu Qingyang." Guan Ya smiled brightly. "You're finally acting like a boyfriend."

While chatting, Zhang Yuanqing opened the White Tiger Guard's gang warehouse and applied to retrieve his own Ruler-grade materials, the Eight Span Mirror, and the Five Elements Power Experience Card.

He put the Eight Span Mirror into the "Return of the Dead" gang warehouse. The next second, Asano Ryo sent a "usage application."

Zhang Yuanqing selected "agree," then opened the gang interface and selected "generate dungeon."

[Ding! The Spirit Realm is being generated, please wait...]

[The gang Spirit Realm has been generated.]

[Number: 367—Shadows of the Prairie.]

[Difficulty Level: B]

[Type: Multiplayer (Non-Death)]

[Main Quest: Repel the Mongol scouts.]

[Note: Non-Spirit Realm items cannot be brought in.]

[Spirit Realm 367 Description: After the destruction of the Jin Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty wanted to take advantage of the Mongol withdrawal to recover lost territory, but the Southern Song military was weak and failed. Using this as an excuse, the Mongols invaded the south for the first time in 1235 AD. When the two armies fought, the scouts went first. Brave warriors, shatter them!]

"Oh, a non-death type B-level, not bad luck." Zhang Yuanqing smiled.

He wasn't disappointed because it was a B-level dungeon. You should know that S-level dungeons are only for a small number of monstrous talents. Most geniuses, such as the four official young masters, enter A-level dungeons.

And elite figures like Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang mostly match with B-level dungeons, with an occasional A-level. In the chat group, Asano Ryo was the first to speak:

[Asano Ryo: That's great. I like this kind of dungeon. High experience points and no death.]

[Sun Miaomiao: Just treat it as entertainment after the S-level dungeon. If you can clear a non-death B-level dungeon perfectly, you should be able to increase experience points.]

[Zhao Chenghuang: Not bad.]

[Xiahou Aotian: Why isn't it an S-level? I'm too lazy to even look at dungeons below A-level now. Well, what time do we enter the dungeon tomorrow?]

The gang members were a little disappointed, but more relieved. If they had to enter another S-level dungeon, they would probably be numb.

A non-death type B-level dungeon means they don't have to worry about their lives and can get a decent amount of experience points. What's not to like? Even if they fail, they only lose experience points.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: We'll still enter the dungeon at ten o'clock tomorrow, but I won't be participating this time.]

[Sun Miaomiao: Why?]

[Yuanshi Tianzun: I haven't played dungeons below A-level. Not interested.]

Everyone: ......

No Trace Hotel.

In a small two-bedroom apartment, Xiao Yuan was wearing a bathrobe, sitting sideways at the table, tilting her head, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, carefully drying her hair with a dry towel.

A computer was placed on the table in front of her, the screen displaying the "Return of the Dead" gang chat interface.

She would definitely participate in tomorrow's gang dungeon. The second-level gang could open three dungeons for the Saint stage, and she wouldn't miss a single one, so she could restore herself to her peak as quickly as possible.

After the orderly professionals in the group finished talking about business, they started chattering about the gains from the Mo Sect's Mechanical City, casually chatting about some official trivialities and interesting things.

Xiao Yuan closed her laptop, opened the closet, changed into her uniform, and went to the lobby on the first floor.

It was six thirty in the afternoon. Kou Beiyue was sitting on the lounge chair at the front desk, operating the mouse, playing games with great concentration.

The hotel needed someone to look after it, so he didn't go to deliver food today.

Hearing the familiar sound of high heels, Kou Beiyue looked up in surprise. "Xiao Yuan, you're back!"

Xiao Yuan said "Mmm" and said, "Go deliver food."

"It's not urgent," Kou Beiyue said. "How much experience have you gained? Have you returned to level five?"

Xiao Yuan nodded. "Level 5, 22%."

Kou Beiyue was stunned for a moment. "Why so much?"

He knew that Xiao Yuan was at full experience for level four. What dungeon could increase experience by 22% at once? You should know that even Kou Beiyue, a dignified figure, is only at 32% experience for level four, and that's accumulated from three dungeons.

"S-level dungeon!"

"S-level..." Kou Beiyue widened his eyes in shock, then felt a wave of fear. An S-level dungeon meant that Xiao Yuan had struggled on the edge of life and death many times today.

"I have to enter the gang dungeon again tomorrow. This time it's a B-level non-death type, but it might take a few days," Xiao Yuan said. "When I'm not here, you're responsible for taking care of the hotel. If anything happens, find Master Wuhen."

Hearing this, Kou Beiyue slapped his head. "I almost forgot to tell you. Master Wuhen entered a dungeon today. He told me through a dream before he left." "Today..." Xiao Yuan realized. Master Wuhen had told them that he would be entering the Spirit Realm recently, and the return time was unknown. Strong individuals at the master level might stay in a dungeon for a month or even longer.

"Got it," Xiao Yuan walked to the front desk, turned off Kou Beiyue's game, and said lightly, "If anything happens, find Yuanshi Tianzun. If nothing happens, take good care of the store. Go deliver food now."

"I was about to push down the crystal..." Kou Beiyue mumbled, picked up the helmet on the table under his mother's glare, and trotted out the door.

Taiyi Sect.

Zhao Chenghuang left the courtyard, got on his little electric scooter at the entrance, and sped through the old alley to his grandfather's residence one kilometer away.

The old city area was home to the Taiyi Sect's high-level members. Every household had a courtyard, with green bricks, black tiles, red lacquer doors, and two small stone lions.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the Taiyi Sect's headquarters was located here. The elders lived in large courtyards, and the deacons lived in small courtyards.

Zhao Chenghuang and Sun Miaomiao grew up here as children, running and shouting like the wind in the alleys with the children of the sect. Today they would steal martial arts from a certain elder, and tomorrow they would go to a certain elder to perform shamanistic dances.

No matter where they ran, Yin Corpse Spirit Servants were always there to protect them.

With rapid economic development, the Taiyi Sect had a new headquarters. The courtyards became large apartments, and the old city became a high-end, fashionable neighborhood.

Everyone moved there one after another, but the elderly elders still lived in the alleys, in the historic courtyards.

They had lived here for almost a century, as old as the courtyards.

He arrived at his grandfather's courtyard. Zhao Chenghuang stopped the scooter, parked it at the door, and knocked on the door of the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

The courtyard door opened automatically, and the Spirit Servant standing behind the door bowed to Zhao Chenghuang.

Night had fallen. In the old courtyard, filled with the atmosphere of the 1980s, Elder Zhao sat under a tree, playing chess with an equally gray-haired old man.

"Grandfather!" Zhao Chenghuang bowed.

Elder Zhao said "Mmm," "Lao Qian, go back to your room first."

The gray-haired old man nodded slightly and turned into a wisp of green smoke, drifting towards the house.

Elder Zhao pointed to the opposite side, signaling him to sit down, but his eyes remained fixed on the chessboard. "You're back?"

Zhao Chenghuang nodded. "I gained a lot. I want to ask Grandfather to prepare materials for me. I want to refine a level 5 Yin Corpse."

"What dungeon?"

"S-level!"

Elder Zhao finally raised his head and smiled. "S-level dungeons are still too dangerous for you, but going in with Yuanshi Tianzun is fine. Following a monster, you can absorb some of their monstrous aura."

In the past, Zhao Chenghuang would have been dissatisfied if his grandfather had praised Yuanshi Tianzun like this.

But gradually, he didn't feel anything anymore. Maybe he was used to it, or maybe their relationship had deepened, so he no longer envied him.

Elder Zhao said, "Refining the corpse isn't urgent. We'll talk about it later tonight. Look at Grandfather's chess game."

He pointed to a black piece and asked, "What should it do? Should I continue to place pieces, or should I abandon it?"

Zhao Chenghuang looked closely. The black piece was surrounded by white pieces, leaving only one escape route, but at most two steps, it would be strangled by the white pieces.

After thinking about it, Zhao Chenghuang said, "Continuing to place pieces will probably cost two more pieces."

Elder Zhao sighed. "Yes, it will cost two more pieces. Little Sun should also be troubled by this matter."

"Stay away from Yuanshi Tianzun!" Under the locust tree, Elder Sun scolded.

Sun Miaomiao held a little girl in her arms, holding her phone in the other hand, chatting while arguing back to her grandfather, "It's none of your business."

ps: Will fix the errors after updating. This chapter seems to have triggered sensitive words for censorship, unable to contact the editor until late at night, so it was only released now.