Chapter 1 A Must-Die Situation

"Either Fu Qingyang or Yuan Shizun must die..." Kou Beiyue was taken aback and asked, "What plans do you...your colleagues have? How are you going to hunt Yuan Shizun?" Manxue Mantou looked at the handsome, sharp-eyed Kou Beiyue, who resembled a little wolfdog, and fell silent.

Kou Beiyue felt a chill in his heart, wondering if he had shown too much concern about this matter, arousing the other party's suspicion?

At this moment, he noticed Manxue Mantou's gaze shift from solemn to pity, and he sighed, "Beiyue, I just said that this year's summit is being held in Jiangnan Province to discuss how to hunt down orderly professionals...it hasn't even started yet!"

"Oh right, it hasn't started yet..." Kou Beiyue immediately realized, his face burning slightly. He awkwardly changed the subject, "How do you participate in that summit? Can we join in on the fun?"

Kou Beiyue wanted to use Manxue Mantou as a lead to try to infiltrate the enemy and obtain intelligence for Yuan Shizun.

He had now reconciled with his parents, and the family had returned to Jinshan City. The 300,000 yuan in compensation allowed his physically exhausted father to rest for a year and a half without worrying about making a living.

In the past few days, the only thing his parents had been doing was carrying the instructions issued by the Public Security Bureau and a box of milk, visiting relatives everywhere.

Although the murderer who killed their daughter had not been caught, being able to clear their name and restore their son's innocence was like a new lease on life for ordinary people like them.

Therefore, Kou Beiyue was very grateful to Yuan Shizun, and if he had the opportunity, he would risk his life to repay this kindness. Manxue Mantou pondered for a few seconds, his eyes flashing slightly, and smiled, "You can't just join in on the fun, but you can participate. As long as you participate in the mid-year killing instance, you can attend the summit.

"Of course, you're a loose cultivator, so you need a recommendation from our Ling Neng Hui (Psionic Society).

"If you want to participate, I can arrange it for you." Kou Beiyue was overjoyed and said, "Okay, it's settled then!

"But, Mantou, aren't you participating?"

Manxue Mantou shook his head repeatedly, "My level isn't high enough, I'm not qualified to participate in the killing instance."

Hearing this, Kou Beiyue looked surprised and said, "Your level hasn't reached? That's impossible, you're clearly not weaker than me."

Manxue Mantou hesitated, looking at him with the gaze of someone looking at an idiot, "I'm Level 4."

"Ah? Oh."

After a moment of silence, both of their phones "ding-donged", emitting an electronic notification sound:

"You have a xxx order!"

Kou Beiyue and Manxue Mantou immediately entered combat mode, sprinting out of the logistics company towards their electric scooters.

"Let's take care of business first. I got a bad review from a customer today, damn it," Manxue Mantou complained.

"Oh, bad reviews are really tough. It ruins your good mood for the whole day, but getting a bad review is better than making you run up the stairs. There are really a lot of bad people in society nowadays, acting like the Empress Dowager Cixi for a few dollars’ worth of takeout.

"Just kill those people directly. I'm going to kill the customer who gave me a bad review tonight. Keep it up, Lao Tie, work hard delivering takeout and create a better future~"

Because he had to attend an online meeting today, which would take a long time, Zhang Yuanqing was worried that his little aunt would come over to play games, or that his grandparents would hear the contents of the meeting, so he planned to stay at Fu Qingyang's villa for a day.

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing asked for a single room and took a two-hour nap. Then, he got up refreshed. A bunny girl brought him a set of unopened clothing, including casual wear, sweatpants, running shoes, socks, and a box of what seemed to be very expensive underwear.

"You can take a shower. Afternoon tea will be served later."

The tall bunny girl smiled, fully displaying her mature and charming aura, and said softly, "Mr. Yuanshi can also create a menu, and the kitchen will prepare it specially for you. You can have Chinese or Western style."

Fu Qingyang's life is really outrageously extravagant. Create a menu? How about twenty-year-old top-grade abalone... Zhang Yuanqing laughed:

"I don't care about the food, I only drink ice-cold Coke!"

After taking a shower and changing into expensive clothes, Zhang Yuanqing sat at his desk and habitually opened a sticky note, writing down the preparations he needed to make before entering the killing instance.

One: Collect materials and refine a Yin Shi (corpse).

Two: Apply to the Five Elements Alliance for diluted vital essence, and contact the Palace Master of Zhi Sha Gong (Killing Restraining Palace) to see if he can purchase another vial of vital essence (concentrated).

Three: Collect sacrificial materials for emergencies. Refining Yin Hu (female genitalia) is a must, no explanation needed.

Vital essence is the same. The experience in the Silenced Village instance made Zhang Yuanqing taste the sweetness. Diluted vital essence can heal serious injuries, while undiluted vital essence can regenerate severed limbs.

For a Night Wanderer, who can separate their spirit from their body, a vial of vital essence can bring them back to life.

Large-scale killing instances are the most dangerous. The participation of the most people definitely means heavy crisis. The more trump cards you prepare, the greater the guarantee. The third point is to collect sacrificial materials.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to use this as a backup method. The reason it wasn't a trump card was because the materials were too damn expensive.

Among the sacrificial materials, there was a core ingredient: an item containing the power of the sun god, without specifying what it was, as long as it contained the power of the sun god.

Zhang Yuanqing was originally very happy, because he happened to have a prop containing the power of the sun god: the Demon Subduing Pestle!

Then, when he excitedly checked other materials in the official database, he was not happy at all.

The materials mentioned included twelve kinds of materials, such as Yin Yu (jade), Yin Shi (corpse) fluid of Saint quality, bloodstone, and soul crystal, all of which were relatively scarce and precious materials in the Night Wanderer's exclusive Lingjing (Spirit Realm).

The total value reached 20 million.

One set of materials would bankrupt him... and it wouldn't be enough! So, he dismissed the idea of trying it.

But he didn't plan to give up, because the more expensive the materials, the better the effect of the sacrifice would be. So, he came up with a way, which was to borrow money from the Songhai branch and purchase a set of materials sufficient for a single sacrifice through the branch's channels.

If the sacrifice was used in the killing instance, then all these preparations would be worth it.

If these sacrificial materials were not used, they could be returned to the Songhai branch after leaving the instance, and the debt would be written off.

The worst case scenario was that he arranged the sacrifice, but died in the killing instance... then he wouldn't have to repay the debt, since the debt is cleared upon death.

Anyway, there's no loss!

Zhang Yuanqing sat at his desk, pondered for a long time, and wrote down the fourth item: use a teleportation jade talisman once.

He planned to enter an instance first, and then try to use the teleportation jade talisman in the instance to enter a second instance. If this plan worked, then, when he encountered an unresolvable, irresistible life-or-death crisis in the killing instance, he could use the jade talisman to teleport out of the killing instance. Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and sent a message to Little Green Tea:

"Girl, make an appointment with the Palace Master for me, 2 a.m., same place!" Xie Lingxi: "Okay (smirking)"

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded. The bunny girl opened the door and pushed a dining cart into the room. Looking at the curvaceous, beautiful-faced bunny girl, busy setting the table and pouring drinks, Zhang Yuanqing once again lamented Fu Qingyang's extravagant life, while also being so unromantic.

Ling Jun had told him in private that Fu Qingyang had many shortcomings. He was used to acting cool and showing off his wealth, and he had all the airs of a young master from a prominent family. But the biggest shortcoming was that he was not interested in women.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded in agreement at the time, saying, "Yes, yes, he has so many beautiful bunny girls at home. If it were me, I would be drinking and making merry every day."

Ling Jun said with a disdainful expression, "You can also drink and make merry now. With Yuan Shizun's reputation and status, you could find a hundred bunny girls. You're just a loud-mouthed college student who wants women but doesn't have the guts."

Zhang Yuanqing was very angry, because Ling Jun was so accurate in judging people!

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International Building.

In the assistant's office, the golden-haired Annie was sitting at her computer, writing emails.

She wrote down the intelligence she had collected after arriving in China in detail in the email, including the "negotiation" results between Mr. Bill and the mysterious chairman, the specific details of the Demon Lord's fall, the ownership of the Fallen Holy Grail, and the results of the official arena competition.

Annie was a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the American Goddess Association.

Every member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was a stunningly beautiful woman. Picking out any one of them could attract countless male admirers. Their job was to maintain relations with allied forces,

and attract members of unfamiliar forces, and so on.

Beauty was their usual method, but most of the time, members of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would maintain a detached relationship with their targets.

The most high-end seduction was seeing it, but not getting it.

Only when necessary would they invite the target to Wushan (sexual intercourse) and then use this to "control" the other party and achieve their goals.

"I believe that Yuan Shizun's talent is no weaker than the Demon Lord's. His future achievements will be extremely high. The association has lost the Demon Lord as a chess piece and should be supplemented in a timely manner. I am willing to attract the Demon Lord for the association. I hope the association can send someone to take over my work and arrange another assistant for Mr. Bill."

A target like Yuan Shizun would need to go to Wushan to achieve the effect of control.

After Annie finished writing the email, she checked it repeatedly and clicked send. A dozen minutes later, she received a reply from the Minister of Foreign Affairs:

"We have not collected any relevant information about Yuan Shizun. He rose too fast, like a comet. His record in the extraordinary stage is enough to compare with the achievements of any great figure when they were young, including the Demon Lord.

"Because of the death of the Demon Lord, the chairman is still angry. She knows of Yuan Shizun's existence and will be very interested. I will report to her in a timely manner. Annie, you are doing well, but please don't rush. The killing instance will start soon. I think the appropriate time is to wait for him to be promoted to Saint.

"We can take this opportunity to observe his potential. You know, the killing instance's points list is the basis for measuring the potential of a new Saint."

Annie, who had already bought interesting pig tail props, closed the email with confidence and got up to go to Mr. Bill's office.

"Bill, the minister has approved my application. After the killing instance, she will arrange a new assistant for you."

Annie pushed open the glass door of the office and said with a smile.

Mr. Bill, sitting on the soft sand in the lounge area, with a cigar between his fingers, smiled, "You can completely be my assistant and serve Yuan Shizun at the same time. I don't mind."

Annie's expression was serious:

"Please do not question my professional ethics." Mr. Bill shrugged.

Annie and Bill had a normal superior-subordinate relationship, an assistant-boss relationship.

Bill was a client of the American Goddess Association, and her job was to maintain this client and handle matters for him.

There was rarely a need to rely on beauty for work like maintaining allied relations, because both sides had common interests. Of course, neither the American Goddess Association nor the Merchant Guild explicitly stated that the two sides could not have a relationship.

It's just that, according to the characteristics of the Eros profession, once the service content changed from handling affairs to handling physiological desires, then the relationship between the two would change, Annie would become the superior, and Bill would become the subordinate.

Mr. Bill was a shrewd businessman and would not make such a low-level mistake.

"Then, before you leave me, can you answer my doubts?" Mr. Bill, with the charm of a mature middle-aged man, put down the cigar and smiled:

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"What mission did the American Goddess Association arrange for you? Regarding the Demon Lord, I don't think a dead person returning to the Lingjing (Spirit Realm) needs to be investigated."

Annie thought for a moment and said seriously:

"The association's secret mission for me is to find everything related to the Demon Lord, such as the Demon Lord's successor, the Demon Lord's mistress, and the Demon Lord's family. Well, I don't think this is a secret that needs to be kept."

Mr. Bill asked:

"What is the reason for finding things related to the Demon Lord?" Annie sighed:

"The chairman was momentarily confused and gave a very important thing to the Demon Lord. When the Demon Lord was alive, the chairman could control him, but when the Demon Lord died, the thing disappeared. The chairman asked someone to predict it and learned that the thing had not returned to the Lingjing (Spirit Realm).

"I think I shouldn't be able to know what that thing is." Bill smiled. Annie also showed a charming smile: "That's the secret."

Bill nodded and then said:

"I really want to believe that your chairman is so shrewd, but there are also times when she is confused?" Annie's expression suddenly became strange:

"The only time the chairman is confused is when she is in bed. I heard that the Demon Lord is a rare man who can make the chairman beg for mercy."

"..." Mr. Bill suddenly became angry and said angrily:

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that a man can do such a thing, the Demon Lord must have used props, it must be props!!"

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After enjoying a delicious afternoon tea, Zhang Yuanqing locked the door, closed the curtains, and took out a teleportation jade talisman.

"Crack!"

He used force with two fingers and crushed the jade talisman.

The next second, the jade talisman turned into a light curtain, condensing in front of him:

[Please select the location you want to teleport to. If you are going to the real world, please imagine the scenery of the destination in your mind.

If you are going to the Lingjing (Spirit Realm), please say the name and number of the Lingjing (Spirit Realm)!

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and said in a low voice:

"Jinshui Amusement Park, number 6203"