Out of their tacit understanding on this matter, Ling Jun immediately knew who he was referring to.

Hua Gongzi's expression suddenly twisted, a "so it is" realization dawning in his heart. His chewing muscles bulged as he said, word by word, "It's because my mom discovered he was a Fallen."

Considering the fact that the Star Lord had defected to the evil faction, the only reason Ling Jun could think of was this.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and said, "With the Star Lord's cunning and your mother's rank at the time, it's impossible for her to discover he was a Fallen. Besides, the Star Lord isn't a Fallen; his ideals are just different from those of the Lawful faction."

Ling Jun was stunned, grinding his back teeth, "Then why did he kill my mom!"

His unhappy childhood, the character flaws caused by the lack of maternal love, were all caused by his biological father. If it was because his biological mother discovered the Star Lord's identity as a Fallen, Ling Jun could accept it, after all, there was cause and effect.

He couldn't accept that all his misfortune was just a casual act of his biological father without any reason.

"This is a point of doubt that even I haven't figured out," Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice, "You've always cared about your mother's death and wanted to know the truth, so before the final battle with the Star Lord, I must tell you."

Lest there be no chance.

The Solar Origin affected his mentality and personality, making him less flexible in his moral bottom line than before, but his emotions still existed, just more restrained.

Ling Jun's features softened a lot. After thinking for a while, he asked, "How did he do it? Everyone knows my mom died in a dungeon, and even a demigod can't forcibly enter a dungeon to hunt inside."

Zhang Yuanqing said slowly:

"The Star Origin represents the Spirit Realm's calculations and deductions. If the Spirit Realm is compared to a computer, the Star Origin is the central processing unit, so he can influence the difficulty of the dungeon."

Ling Jun understood and said with hatred, "So, he increased the difficulty of my mother's dungeon and killed her without anyone knowing."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I've encountered this kind of situation too, including the single-lineage knight of the Holy See I mentioned to you. It's just that our foundation is stronger than your mother's, so we survived."

"The Star Lord has many tricks, but in the past century, he has never used them in front of outsiders. I have also lost the opportunity to complete the Solar Origin because of this and can only start the final battle ahead of schedule.

"Ling Jun, I am deeply sorry for the things with Teng'er and Fengyun. Whether you forgive me or not, you are my brother."

With that, he turned and left.

Ling Jun looked at his back, the resentment and anger in his eyes fading, but bitterness still remained. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but shout, "The person you should apologize to isn't me, it's them."

After a pause, he sighed, "You should also give them an explanation."

Zhang Yuanqing paused for a few seconds and said, "They are here too."

Ling Jun "Hmm"d: "Teng'er is locked in the wooden house on the back mountain by her grandfather, and Auntie is in the basement."

Zhang Yuanqing was about to use Star Teleportation when Ling Jun's voice came from behind again

"Wait..."

He didn't look back.

A few seconds later, Hua Gongzi's murmured whisper echoed in his ear: "You must win!"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled, turned into starlight and dissipated, then appeared on the cliff tens of kilometers away, in a wooden house. This wooden house was two stories high, standing on a steep cliff, with a beautiful view.

The wooden house was entwined with green vines, and the doors and windows were sealed, not revealing any gaps.

"Elder Miao is really a stubborn old man, why not send him back to the Spirit Realm..." Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice, and walked towards the wooden house.

The vines entwining the wooden house disappeared silently, turning into light ashes.

Zhang Yuanqing opened the door and saw a girl lying on a rocking chair in the living room, holding a book in her hand.

She was reading to pass the time, but her eyes were empty.

Sensing that the wooden door was pushed open, Miao Teng'er looked over, their eyes meeting across a dozen meters.

It had only been a few months since they last met, but Zhang Yuanqing felt like it had been many years, half a lifetime of wandering, and then meeting an old friend again.

The girl in front of him had chestnut hair like a waterfall, her eyes like the eyes of a fawn in the forest, and a delicate oval face that was beautiful and refined, combining the purity and innocence of a girl with the charm of a mature woman.

Her appearance was the same as before, but she had lost a lot of weight.

Teng'er jumped up from the rocking chair, her movements were very large, her footsteps staggered, and she almost fell.

But her eyes were always staring straight at Zhang Yuanqing, not moving at all.

She didn't speak, just stared straight at him, enduring the pressure of the Solar Lord.

Zhang Yuanqing knew what she wanted to hear and said in a low voice with the Demon Lord's unique hoarse voice, "I'm back!"

Miao Teng'er burst into tears instantly.

Starlight rose at the entrance of the basement. Zhang Yuanqing stood in the corridor. In the white walls, emerald green vines grew, hanging down like a beaded curtain, blocking the dark black steel security door.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't remove the seal or make a sound, and stood quietly at the door for a few minutes.

Then, he turned and left.

The emerald green vines behind him moved, as if trying to keep him, but finally drooped down weakly.

Hua Du, Wanbao House!

A drizzling rain fell, and Fu Qingyang, dressed in a white suit, held a black umbrella and walked in the old city's simple rainy lane. The tiles and raindrops formed a beaded curtain, and the water mist dampened the moss on the corners of the walls.

Fu Qingyang's white leather shoes stepped in the rain, not stained with water or dust.

Behind him were two young men also holding black umbrellas, one wearing a black mink coat and the other wearing a black trench coat. Judging from their appearance and figure alone, they were both handsome and upright, and both were highly attractive "beauties."

Behind the three was Xiao Yuan, wearing a mask and a light-colored long skirt.

Led by Qian Gongzi, the four passed through the winding alleys and stopped in front of a small shop.

The small shop's folding door was closed, with a tattered sign hanging on it, which read: Wanbao House!

Fu Qingyang held the umbrella and walked non-stop, his body passing through the folding door. The three people behind him followed in sync, passing through the folding door as if passing through a layer of illusion.

In the messy, small shop comparable to a hardware store, Lian Sanyue, wearing a black tube top and a black leather jacket, leaned lazily on an ergonomic chair, crossed her legs, and held a cigar in her fingers.

Seeing Qian Gongzi coming with an umbrella, Lian Sanyue clicked her tongue, "When did I work Qian Gongzi so hard to come and visit? Do you want the little girl to do a curtsey?"

Fu Qingyang didn't waste any words, and went straight to the point, "I want to borrow your Hundred Refining Furnace, how many fire stones do you have?"

Lian Sanyue pursed her red lips on the cigar, and spit out a puff of leisurely white smoke, "How many fire stones do you want?"

Fu Qingyang said lightly, "As many as you have."

Lian Sanyue said "Yo" and her eyes lit up, "It's almost the New Year, so you're preparing New Year's goods here at my place. Tell me, what level of items do you want to refine?"

Zhai Cai stepped forward and placed a verdant willow branch on the counter.

Lian Sanyue looked intently, and the hand holding the cigar trembled suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Three Treasures Purifying Branch!"

Isn't this Elder Miao of the Hundred Flowers Association's Rule-based item!

The official Ten Elders' Rule-based items are not a secret in the eyes of high-ranking figures. After all, the ten old guys relied on the Rule-based items in their hands to defeat all opponents of the same rank, establish a prestigious reputation, and lay a foundation for their status.

They are a reliance, not a last resort.

Whether it is an evil organization or a Spirit Realm family, there are relevant records. Lian Sanyue, as the direct descendant of the Liu family, is naturally no stranger to them.

Zhai Cai curled his lips, and said in a calm and breezy tone, "Given by Yuan Shi Tian Zun, I didn't want it at first, but it was hard to refuse."

Although he was not familiar with this woman, he still said these words according to his instinct.

Lian Sanyue was still immersed in the shocking emotions, and it took a long time to recover. She took a deep breath:

"No wonder I needed Qian Gongzi to come here in person. Melting a ninth-level Rule-based item is a major event."

She thought for a while, and said, "However, I can't guarantee that the Hundred Refining Furnace can melt Rule-based items of this level. In theory, except for demigod items, the Hundred Refining Furnace can re-refine all items. After all, it is the Wa Huang's exclusive refining furnace. The Scholar profession's refining furnace, Samadhi True Fire, is the nemesis of all items.

"But melting a ninth-level Rule-based item is the first time, at least the first time since I took control of the Hundred Refining Furnace.

Fu Qingyang said, "Try it, if it works, our items will be refined here. If it doesn't work, we will ask Patriarch Xiahou for help."

Lian Sanyue nodded, was about to speak, when she suddenly froze: "Your items?"

She tentatively asked, "What items?"

Xiahou Aotian chuckled and said, "We each have a ninth-level Rule-based item."

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "I have two!"

Lian Sanyue's fingers loosened, and the cigar fell on the table, splashing sparks.

She murmured, "You, where did your Rule-based items come from?"

"Yuan Shi Tian Zun liquidated the nine elders of the headquarters and robbed all their Rule-based items." Zhai Cai smiled, "Alas, I didn't want them, but I always have to deal with the trash for the Solar Lord."

Is there still this trash, can I help deal with it! Lian Sanyue stood there, speechless.

Leaving the primeval forest in the distant suburbs of Beijing, Zhang Yuanqing came to the CEO's office of Huazi Construction Group Co., Ltd.

Huang Taiji, who was looking down and reviewing documents, felt something and looked up.

He instantly jumped up from the chair and bowed respectfully: "Huang Taiji has met the Solar Lord."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the serious and rigid young man and smiled: "Father, why do you need to be so polite?"

Huang Taiji smiled wryly: "Please don't tease me."

Zhang Yuanqing opened his inventory and took out a stack of yellow paper talismans: "These are the Pure Yang Talismans I refined, equivalent to the ninth-level Rising Sun, these are enough to protect yourself."

Huang Taiji's face straightened and he solemnly took over, "Thank you!"

Then, he sighed again: "I'm ashamed!"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at him and smiled: "Your grandfather is your grandfather, you are you. Since he doesn't care about our friendship, I will naturally not forgive him because of you. We will treat each other as we are."

Huang Taiji nodded and said in a deep voice: "Be sure to come back alive."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "I will, after all, I have neither a boss to rely on nor a father to support me now."

Huang Taiji felt a little sad for no reason.

Leaving Huang Taiji's office, Zhang Yuanqing went to see Jiang Jingwei and Jiang Ju, and then returned to Songhai and came to the glass building behind the Kangyang District Police Station.

This was the first unit he worked in after joining the official organization. In the words of the official members, it was the place where the legend began.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped into the glass building and looked around. Most of the clerical staff on the first floor were still there. Several female staff members were gone, not because they resigned, but because they died in the last Merit Value disappearance incident.

He went upstairs along the stairs as if no one was around. The older sisters and aunts on the first floor were completely unaware, as if they didn't see him at all.

As soon as he reached the second floor, he heard Li Dongze's voice: "Oh, my God, the superiors just sent a message that there will be no holiday this year for the Spring Festival, and everyone is on standby."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire office area echoed: "Oh, my God..."

Zhang Yuanqing slowly scanned the office area and saw mostly unfamiliar faces. Only Wang Tai was still bowing his head, silently shrinking in the corner cubicle, isolated from the world and unsullied by dust.

In the original Kangyang District Second Team, only Li Dongze and Wang Tai were left. Jiang Jingwei, Guan Ya, and the anti-involution fighter Teng Yuan had all been transferred from the Second Team.

"Why is this happening..." A girl with delicate makeup and brown curly hair frowned and said, "I have been working overtime for two months, and I will continue to work overtime during the Spring Festival. My mother said she would introduce me to handsome guys during the Spring Festival."

She was sitting in the position that Zhang Yuanqing used to sit in.

Li Dongze snorted coldly: "Who are you fooling, Little Magic Fairy? You said last year that your criteria for choosing a spouse was Yuan Shi Tian Zun!"

The girl shook her head repeatedly: "Last year was last year. This year, Lord Tian Zun has become a demigod. I still have some self-knowledge."

A male colleague laughed loudly: "You're too small-minded, Little Magic Fairy. Lord Tian Zun has become a demigod and will definitely open a harem. You, Little Magic Fairy, will have a chance, otherwise, you're not even worthy of carrying shoes for Lord Tian Zun."

"Get out, get out, get out!" Little Magic Fairy spat at him.

Li Dongze cleared his throat and said seriously: "The senior officials of the branch have issued a document that Yuan Shi Tian Zun and the leader of the Taiyi Sect are about to have a final battle. In order to prevent the evil faction from taking the opportunity to cause trouble, everyone has to work overtime."

After pacifying the emotions of the team members, Li Dongze returned to the office and found a sword on the desk.

He picked up the sword with doubts and read the item attributes.

Li Dongze was stunned in an instant. He rushed out of the office like crazy and looked around the office area, as if he was looking for something.

Under the dazed and surprised gazes of the team members, Li Dongze looked at the office area with no abnormalities, feeling lost.

Northwest.

In the empty orphanage, the Demon Eye Heavenly King was sitting outside the classroom, in the cracked corridor, staring blankly at the desolate small playground.

He didn't know how long had passed before he turned his head and looked at the closed door of the orphanage.

The chains melted, the iron door opened automatically, and a young man covered in gold paint slowly walked in.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped in front of the Demon Eye Heavenly King, opened the inventory, spread out the remaining ninth-level Rule-based items, and smiled: "Pick one, this is the return on your investment in me."

The Demon Eye didn't speak or take the items. He raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing smiled helplessly, "It seems you already know the evil god's plot. Indeed, that is more in line with your goal of cleansing the world. Demon Eye, you can also choose to withdraw your investment.

"You can still choose one item from here to take away."