Chapter 123

In the taxi, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that he hadn't informed Aunt Xiao Yuan about clearing the Massacre instance.

—Although she must have already learned about it from Kou Beiyue.

"Interpersonal relationships still need to be maintained. I've been entangled with Guan Ya all morning and forgot to notify Xiao Yuan."

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly picked up his phone and sent a message to "Magic Aunt Xiao Yuan":

"Aunt Xiao Yuan, I'm back. Beiyue must have told you my score, hahaha, broke the record! It's a pity I didn't make a bet with you before entering the Massacre instance."

Unexpectedly, the message was sent and disappeared without a trace. There was no response for a long time.

Didn't see it? Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, at this time, she should be standing at the front desk of the hotel, looking down and playing with her phone.

He sent another message:

"Just promoted to Saint, busy with everything. I'll go to the hotel to see you in a few days (smile)."

Without receiving a reply, he opened the official forum to check the evaluations of him by the major branches of the Five Elements Alliance.

#Yuanshi Tianzun has achieved an unprecedented feat. Does everyone think he has the qualifications to be the leader of the alliance?#

#The Night Watchers of the Taiyi Sect have completely reversed their evaluation of Yuanshi Tianzun. Everyone is shouting: Elder Sun is confused!#

#Back then, the Demon Monarch united with evil professions to kill official colleagues who entered the instance. Now Yuanshi Tianzun has wiped out the evil camp, which is very satisfying!#

Leaving aside the pinned announcements and the posts from Peony Fairy, the first few pages of the forum were all posts discussing the Massacre instance and discussing him.

Many familiar Spirit Realm IDs were frantically刷ing "Lord Tianzun" in the comments.

Zhang Yuanqing also saw many unfamiliar Spirit Realm IDs.

[Tyrant Blade Slashes Chicken: The extraordinary colleagues in the middle of the year are lucky. Back then, two-thirds of the colleagues who entered the Massacre instance with me died. This time, the Five Elements Alliance has promoted a full fifteen Saints. Adding in the Massacre instance at the end of the year, the organization has had a great harvest this year. Based on this alone, Yuanshi Tianzun's contribution is immeasurable. I wonder what reward the headquarters will give him.]

[Honest Man Zhang Bairen: The merit points he earned from one Massacre instance are worth our entire lives. By the way, I'm really looking forward to teaming up with him in an instance, so I can cling to Yuanshi Tianzun's thigh too.]

[Third-rate Detective: Yuanshi Tianzun's score broke the record. The experience and items he obtained are all top-notch, even more and stronger than ordinary Saints. If I match with him, I might really have to cling to his thigh.]

[I Have an Ailment: These guys are all deacons, right? Otherwise, they would never dare to be so rampant and directly call him Lord Tianzun.]

[The Past is Bitter: It doesn't matter. In another year or so, they will be calling him Lord Tianzun just like us.]

[Little Pig George: Be bolder. Maybe in the second half of the year, they will be calling him Lord Tianzun.]

[Tyrant Blade Slashes Chicken: Which branch are the people above from? The internet is not a lawless place. Watch your words.]

Among these messy posts, there were also a few with a discordant style, such as:

#I admit that Yuanshi Tianzun played a key role in the Massacre instance, but everyone should not blindly follow the trend and ignore the contributions of others#

Posted by: Tianxia Guihuo.

However, no one paid any attention to him. Among the few dozen or so comments, half were trash talk and half were mocking him, calling him the shame of Fire Masters.

Those who scolded him were all Fire Masters.

For example: #I just heard a piece of news that the official forum of the Taiyi Sect has been collectively silenced. It is said that Yuan Ting posted something. The post has been deleted, and the content is temporarily unknown#

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that what was coming was finally here.

I don't know if Yuan Ting will be silenced if the scandalous affairs of the Great Elder of the Hundred Flowers Association spread, but I will definitely be implicated.

Then, he thought of something even more terrifying: Fu Qingyang's garbage theory and the intelligence confessed by the Demon Eye Heavenly King definitely couldn't be concealed either.

"Centurion won't let me go, and neither will Dog Elder. I'm finished, Barbie Q is over."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately felt a chill in his heart. It was mid-June, noon, and the sun was scorching hot.

Outside the community, the supermarket hung down plastic windbreak curtains, and there were few customers. In the neighboring fruit shop, the owner was boredly gnawing on a watermelon, and there were also few customers.

This year's summer was particularly hot, and the old folks didn't like to come out anymore.

Apart from the still turbulent traffic, there were pitifully few pedestrians.

The taxi stopped outside the community. Zhang Yuanqing, who had once again left Blood Rose in Fujiawan, pushed open the car door and, braving the scorching sun, first ran to the fruit shop across the street to buy two large watermelons, and then went to the supermarket to buy a carton of cigarettes.

There was no need to bring gifts when going home, except when you had a guilty conscience.

He had stayed in the Massacre instance for three days, and his grandmother and aunt had accumulated more than thirty missed calls and dozens of unread messages.

If he didn't bring something back this time, he would be beaten in a mixed double by them, and with his grandfather, it would be three against Zhang Yuanqing.

Taking the elevator to the door of his house, he entered the password and opened the security door.

It was just past lunchtime. In the living room, his grandparents, who had just finished lunch, were sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

Zhang Yuanqing called out "sweetly". His grandmother turned her head and looked over with a cold smile: "Who is this? Why are they calling people randomly? My family doesn't have a grandson. We only raise a thankless wretch."

Zhang Yuanqing then said, "Mom, I'm back."

"Who are you calling Mom!" His grandmother stood up to hit him.

"Didn't you say you didn't have a grandson?" Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be aggrieved.

His grandmother slapped him on the head a few times and said angrily:

"You still know to come back? You don't answer the phone or reply to messages. Are you getting cocky?"

"Didn't I say I was going out to stay for a few days? I just got a girlfriend." Zhang Yuanqing told a lie as soon as he opened his mouth, and used the word "girlfriend" to highlight that he was an adult and his grandmother shouldn't be so strict.

"Having a girlfriend doesn't mean you can disappear. Is it that your girlfriend doesn't let you answer the phone?" His grandmother thought to herself that the grandson she raised would never be so rebellious. It must be the wild woman outside who corrupted her precious grandson.

It's the Spirit Realm that won't let me answer the phone, not my girlfriend. Zhang Yuanqing avoided the topic and quickly stuffed the watermelon over: "My girlfriend knows you love to eat watermelon and bought it at the entrance of the community on purpose."

Then he handed the cigarettes to his grandfather: "Grandpa also has a gift."

His grandfather took the cigarettes, looked at them carefully, and nodded in satisfaction. "Be careful to be moderate."

Having received the watermelon, his grandmother's attitude improved slightly. She snorted coldly:

"Did she send you back? Why didn't she come up with you?"

"She's shy."

"The day after tomorrow is Saturday. You bring her back for a meal. I told you to bring her back last time, but you've been dragging it on for so long. If you try to fool me again, I'll call your mother about this." His grandmother looked like "I'm going to investigate".

"What does it have to do with Chen Shu? I've already kicked her out of the family registry," Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

His grandmother raised her eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "I said I know. I'll ask her later."

He planned to bring Guan Ya back. If Guan Ya didn't agree, he would bring Blood Rose back to pretend to be his girlfriend.

Although the Yin spirit's eyes were cold and lacked spirituality, he had the Ghost Bride. The Ghost Bride was a beautiful woman from a hundred years ago and valued etiquette and hierarchy. She would be extremely respectful to her husband's grandparents.

The only thing to note was that she might suddenly say: "Little girl Bai Lan has met the two old ancestors. I will definitely serve my husband well and carry on the family line."

Lingdian Kanshu

Zhang Yuanqing, who was good at socializing, really didn't know how to smooth things over.

"Have you eaten?" His grandmother asked with a straight face.

"I'm starving!"

"There's still some food left. I'll make it for you now." His grandmother turned and went to the kitchen.

The family never left leftovers. If they couldn't finish it, they would throw it away.

International Building.

Annie sat at her desk, her delicate fingers flying across the keyboard, and quickly finished writing an email, then clicked send.

After learning the news from Ling Jun of the Taiyi Sect, she returned to her office and contacted some official members funded by the Goddess Association, and confirmed that the information was true.

So she immediately wrote an email and sent it to her direct superior, the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Annie took her hands off the keyboard, picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of coffee, and stared blankly at the words "Sent Successfully" displayed on the screen.

Until this moment, she had not recovered from the shocking information.

She had expected Yuanshi Tianzun to have a chance to hit the top of the list, after all, he was the man she had set her sights on, but Annie never expected that this young man from a foreign country would make such an exaggerated achievement.

A quarter of an hour later, the inbox showed an unread email.

Annie knew that the minister's reply had arrived.

She immediately opened the mailbox and saw the heading of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the American Goddess Association.

The minister's reply was very short, but it revealed an aura of determination: "Develop Yuanshi Tianzun into a member of the Goddess Association, no matter what method you use. Within half a month, we want to see results, otherwise we will consider letting Betty replace you."

Betty was the Demon Monarch's lover, an outstanding beauty in the Goddess Association.

She was very good at seducing men, and had an angelic face and a devilish figure. That's why the Demon Monarch knew it was a trap, but still resolutely threw himself into it.

Annie was confident that she was no worse than Betty, but she had to admit that she was not as good as Betty in terms of seducing targets.

Annie came from a wealthy family. Her ancestors were great nobles two hundred years ago.

Therefore, she was taught etiquette from a young age. Having heard of the glory of her ancestors, she was proud in her heart. In diplomatic affairs, she was good at using proper etiquette, elegant conversation, and professional characteristics to achieve her goals.

Betty was better at using her beauty and body to complete tasks.

Of course, Annie would naturally make full use of her own beauty for a target like Yuanshi Tianzun, but she needed to consider how to win over Yuanshi Tianzun.

Generally speaking, young boys of this age were very easy to seduce and could be easily lured into bed, but Yuanshi Tianzun was a little different. He seemed to have a special fondness for pig tails, and the love profession was neither an eastern wizard nor a western demon, and could not grow tempting pig tails.

Therefore, she needed to change her thinking.

Young boys have a strong possessiveness. Since he is not the kind of boy who can be easily seduced into bed, then I need to pay attention to my image and not let him think that I am a flirtatious woman, so that he will stay away from me.

Men like gentle women. They lack the ability to resist a beautiful woman who tries her best to please them. In Chinese, I have to use gentleness, a gentle strategy.

First, invite him to dinner on the grounds of celebrating his promotion to Saint.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang. The caller was Ling Jun.

Annie answered the phone.

"Miss Annie, do you have time tomorrow night? May I invite you to dinner?" Ling Jun's mellow and gentle voice, with its extremely masculine charm, came over.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling Jun, I don't have time tomorrow night," Annie politely refused. "Okay."

Ling Jun couldn't understand why the woman who had been chatting happily with him in the morning had suddenly turned ruthless. Love professions were indeed all sea queens.

But Ling Jun would not admit defeat. He had plenty of strategies to attack Annie and complete the task Fu Qingyang had assigned.

After eating and drinking the pigeon soup stewed by his grandmother, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed stroking his stomach.

Enjoying the cold wind blowing from the air conditioner, he let his thoughts wander and considered various issues.

"It's strange. I've been back for most of the day, and the people blowing me up on the forum can line up from Songhai to Beijing. Why hasn't Dog Elder looked for me yet? He should be talking to me at this time."

"He can't possibly guess that I want to take the opportunity to make a request and apply for materials from the organization's warehouse to upgrade the Yin spirit and spirit servant."

Many things were waiting for him after his promotion to Saint.

First of all, there was the issue of his position. His merit points and level were sufficient, and the organization's appointment documents should be issued soon. Before issuing the documents, Dog Elder should talk to him, make suggestions on promotion and allocation, and solicit the opinions of the person concerned.

Zhang Yuanqing's idea was to stay in Songhai as much as possible.

He hadn't reached the age where he would leave his hometown for a job and hadn't made up his mind.

Secondly, there was the upgrade of the Yin spirit and spirit servant.

Whether it was the Ghost Bride, Little Doubi, or Blood Rose, they should all be upgraded, otherwise they wouldn't be able to match his level.

Finally, there was the investigation of Brother Bing's matter.

"I am now a Saint and can investigate Brother Bing's disappearance. But he didn't leave any clues except for the Cat King speaker. That's right, the Cat King speaker is the clue. This thing has self-awareness. It should play Brother Bing's clues after it knows that I've been promoted to Saint."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the speaker with the black metal casing.

"I have cleared the Massacre instance. Tell me now if there are any clues about 'Teenage Soldier King'."

The Cat King speaker was very stubborn and ignored him.

What a non-violent and uncooperative prop. Why didn't the Demon Monarch dismantle you? Zhang Yuanqing skillfully took out the Bloodthirsty Blade and held the tip of the knife against the speaker casing.

"Squeak... Help! Murder! Chang Wei is killing someone!"

A cheap and desperate voice came from the speaker.

Zhang Yuanqing exerted force with his palm, and the Cat King speaker's cry for help suddenly stopped. In the squeaking electrical sound, heavy breathing came: "Huff, huff..."

The breathing was like an old blower, extremely hoarse.

Then, the Demon Monarch's gnashing voice came: "Damn white-haired woman, her strength is too much stronger than mine. I haven't reached the Demigod Realm yet and I'm not her opponent. Just wait, when I become a Demigod, become that supreme powerhouse, I will definitely wash away the humiliation of today..."

"However, the white-haired woman is really beautiful, even more beautiful than my Yin Ji sister, more beautiful than most of the women I've slept with. The only one who can compare with her in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament is the president..."

Zhang Yuanqing frowned slightly. He confirmed that it was the Demon Monarch's voice, but compared to the Demon Monarch during the Extraordinary and Saint periods, this voice was more vicissitudes and hoarse.

As far as he knew, the time span from the Demon Monarch's rise to fall was not long.

He suddenly became vicissitudes in a few short years. Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself that the things this guy experienced in the few years he became a Spirit Walker were probably things that others couldn't experience in several lifetimes.

Then, he thought about who the white-haired woman was and how beautiful she was? Could she be more beautiful than my Guan Ya sister?

What level was Demigod again? Extraordinary, Saint, Ruler, and then Demigod? Or was Demigod a non-official term, referring to certain powerful groups?

"Demon Monarch, do you have anything else in your brain besides sleeping with women?" A voice rang from the speaker, a very familiar voice.

Zhang Yuanqing's spirit was lifted. It was Brother Bing's voice.

"Hehe!" The Demon Monarch chuckled:

"Aren't you just full of violence? By the way, I've invited a few pretty Dryads, both moist and tender. Why don't you stay and play together? Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can."

"Not interested!" Brother Bing's voice became even lower: "After being promoted to Ruler, the Corruption Holy Grail's erosion of you has deepened. Demon Monarch, I almost don't recognize you anymore."

Speaking of this, Brother Bing suddenly sighed:

"I thought Yin Ji could change you. I thought she was good medicine. I didn't expect that after losing her, you would become more depraved. Self-abandonment is not your style."

The Demon Monarch was silent for a few seconds, skipped the topic of Yin Ji, and said slowly:

"So you have to kill the Evil Eye Judge. The higher the level, the deeper the Corruption Holy Grail's erosion. Since being promoted to Ruler, I always hear things I shouldn't hear and see things I shouldn't see. When I'm asleep, there seems to be a terrible will awakening in my body. It wants to replace me and control me. That will comes from the Corruption Holy Grail."

"I suspect that once I'm promoted to Demigod, I will be possessed by that will..."

Brother Bing's voice immediately rang from the speaker: "Do you have a detailed plan? When will you act?"

"Half a year later," the Demon Monarch replied, and then said:

"We must first prepare for failure. If we die in the hands of the Evil Eye Judge, then it's all over. But if we are lucky enough to survive and fail, then we must find a way to suppress the Holy Grail's pollution. What ideas do you have?"

Brother Bing thought for a while and said:

"I know a Scholar named 'Lian Sanyue'. Her research on props has reached its peak. Perhaps she will have a way to suppress the Holy Grail's pollution."

"Lian Sanyue... Is her husband called 'Beacon Fire'?" The Demon Monarch laughed. "Okay, give me the answer as soon as possible."

The audio ended there.

It was rare to hear the Demon Monarch's audio without "smack smack smack" and "ah ah ah". Zhang Yuanqing silently complained in his heart.

I stared at the Cat King speaker and carefully thought about the audio content:

"The Holy Grail's erosion will deepen with the increase in level. At the worst, it will directly possess the person? But it is also possible that the consciousness the Demon Monarch is referring to is actually the second personality born from the Holy Grail... No wonder the Demon Monarch had to kill the Evil Eye Judge. Part of it was hatred, and the other part was that he didn't dare to be promoted to Demigod without killing the Evil Eye Judge."

That's right, Zhang Yuanqing had already confirmed that Demigod was above Ruler.

"I remember that the Demon Monarch was only one step away from the Supreme. That Supreme should be Demigod, but the Evil Eye Judge must be far from the Supreme... So the Demon Monarch's death back then really had inside information."

At the same time, he knew what the next step in investigating Brother Bing was—find Lian Sanyue!

According to the audio content, it was not difficult to infer that Brother Bing later found a way to suppress the Corruption Holy Grail's pollution. Finding this Lian Sanyue would reveal Brother Bing's whereabouts.

Not bad, not bad. As my level increases, the Cat King speaker gives me more and more good stuff. Zhang Yuanqing touched the top of his beloved prop, opened the drawer, and put it back.

"Squeak..." The Cat King speaker made an electrical sound, seeming unwilling to be taken back so quickly, and played a high-pitched audio:

"When there's something to do, it's Zhong Wuyan, when there's nothing to do, it's Xia Yingchun! When there's something to do, it's Zhong Wuyan, when there's nothing to do, it's Xia Yingchun!"

The sound echoed deafeningly in the room. "Yuanzi..."

His grandmother's voice came from the living room: "Turn the volume down a little, don't disturb your grandfather watching the news."

"Got it." Zhang Yuanqing put the Cat King speaker back on the desk.

After all, the content being played was purely a simple protest, not the Demon Monarch's in-depth and simple audio of taking women, so a compromise could be made appropriately.

The Cat King speaker immediately played a soothing and melodious piano piece, and lowered the volume.

This prop that could not be put into the inventory would occasionally show its performative desires like this.

—Inside was imprisoned the soul of a flamboyant and freedom-loving Cat King.

Listening to the soothing piano music, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that there was one more thing. He still needed to consult Dog Elder about whether to return the Vajra Pestle to the Old Bastard.

"The Vajra Pestle has been positioned by the Goddess. If it's not returned, it can't be used in the instance, but at least it can still be used in reality. Once it's returned, this prop will be completely out of my reach. As my first prop, my feelings for it are as deep as a cat's for dried fish. Speaking of which, the Old Bastard is really damn beautiful, a classical oriental goddess..."

While muttering, he conveniently took out the Vajra Pestle and, while it was still by his side, touched it a little more.

He might not have the chance in the future.

About half an arm long, slightly heavy in the hand, the brass pestle engraved with exquisite incantations appeared in his palm.

Zhang Yuanqing stroked the cold copper pestle with his finger, looked at it for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The originally dim brass pestle had become extremely bright, as if it had been polished, as if it had just been machined in the factory.

"Eh, it's become brighter and newer after the Old Bastard used it? Let's see if there's any change in attributes..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Vajra Pestle suddenly burst out with a strong golden light, overwhelming the sunlight coming in from the window and dyeing the ceiling, walls, and everything in the room a dazzling gold.

A goddess wearing a rainbow-colored feather dress and with a celestial appearance floated out of the Vajra Pestle and stood gracefully in the air.

The next second, the fairy lowered her eyes like a cold pool and said coldly: "Old Bastard?"

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was greatly shocked. He was dumbfounded and forgot to bow down and worship.

ps: Will update first and revise typos later