Chapter 1 Why is He Here?

Damn it, why is he at Songhai University?

Zhang Yuanqing's heart inevitably sped up, adrenaline pumping like he was walking through a dense forest and stumbled upon a tiger. He froze in place, his mind racing.

Was it a coincidence that Demon Eye appeared at Songhai University?

If not, then he must be coming for me. My age is a giveaway; a local from Songhai in his early twenties has a high chance of attending university. Back then, I killed Ou Xiangrong at Songhai University. Although it wasn't widely publicized, many official Night Watch members in the Songhai branch know about it. With Demon Eye Heavenly King's status and ability, it wouldn't be difficult to find out.

I remember Demon Eye Heavenly King has the ability to "identify" Spirit Realm cultivators. That's how he discovered Kou Beiyue.

Demon Eye Heavenly King might have already searched Songhai University many times without my knowing. Luckily, I haven't been to school much these past few days, unintentionally avoiding a disaster. Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped down Zhang Yuanqing's forehead.

"Calm down, calm down. Demon Eye doesn't recognize me. Fu Qingyang analyzed it; his method of identifying Spirit Realm cultivators is some kind of skill, requiring active use, not a passive skill that's always on. Pretend to be a passerby and brush past him, then slip away through the back door. I can't come to school anymore."

Zhang Yuanqing took a breath. While Demon Eye was focused on sweeping, he pulled out a mask from his pocket and put it on. While maintaining a relaxed and casual pace, he took out his phone and sent a group message to Fu Qingyang, Guan Ya, and Li Dongze:

"Help!! Demon Eye Heavenly King is at the entrance of Songhai University!!"

His eyes were calm, and his fingers typing the message were as steady as an old dog. All the storms were hidden in his heart.

After sending the message, Zhang Yuanqing calmly put away his phone, looked straight ahead, didn't change his route, and walked towards Demon Eye Heavenly King, who was wearing a sports headband. One step, two steps, three steps…

Finally, he brushed past Demon Eye Heavenly King, who lowered his head and swept diligently, ignoring the students coming and going around him, lacking any attention. Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to slow his breathing, not showing any micro-reactions like "relieved" or "unburdened."

It wasn't until he passed through the square at the school entrance and turned into a quiet path leading to the teaching building that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, that was too scary, too scary. As long as Demon Eye Heavenly King isn't eliminated, I won't be able to eat or sleep in peace. This guy doesn't need evidence to kill. I believe he's already sent people to investigate me and should know that I'm a law-abiding citizen, but he still came to Songhai University, which means he doesn't want to let me go."

Evil professions are evil professions, with flexible moral bottom lines. What evidence to kill someone, it's all just talk.

While Zhang Yuanqing cursed inwardly, he walked quickly, planning to leave through the back door of the school.

Just then, a light voice came from behind, with a sunshine-like smile: "Do you know me?"

Zhang Yuanqing's footsteps stopped, his body suddenly stiffened. Then, his neck turned like a rusty gear, little by little. On both sides of the path, green trees provided shade, and sunlight shone through the branches, scattering patches of light.

In this broken and swaying light, the youth with the sports headband on his forehead, leaning on a broom, looked at him with a smile. "You, are you talking to me?"

Zhang Yuanqing's emotions exploded in his heart, but the more flustered he was, the more expressionless he became, completely calm. Demon Eye Heavenly King leaned on his broom and clicked his tongue, saying:

"Your abnormality at the school gate was too obvious. Of course, it's not your fault. For us ancient war gods, any disturbance on the battlefield is extremely clear. There were too many people at the school gate, so it wasn't convenient to do anything directly, so I followed you all the way here."

"Tsk tsk, how could a student from Songhai University know me? What's even more coincidental is that I've been looking for a guy named Yuan Shi Tian Zun recently, and he's also a student at Songhai University. Could it be you?"

Without thinking, Zhang Yuanqing instinctively wanted to use Night Wanderer to escape.

But then, Demon Eye Heavenly King took off the sports headband from his forehead, "I'll confirm if you're a Spirit Realm cultivator first."

As the sports headband slipped off, a vertical eye with a scarlet eye socket and pale gold pupils was exposed. This eye was indifferent and filled with evil and chaos, "Gulu" turning. "Boom!"

The moment he saw the vertical eye, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded, shattering into countless chaotic fragments, without pain or fear, like returning to the most primitive silence.

But in reality, his face became twisted and distorted, blood and tears flowing from his eyes. The Taiyin power in his body went out of control, destroying his physical vitality and turning this body into a Yin corpse. "Roar!"

Suddenly, a clear and passionate dragon roar echoed in Zhang Yuanqing's sea of consciousness.

This dragon roar seemed to have the magic power to cleanse the soul, pulling his soul back from the abyss of collapse, reassembling his thoughts, and clearing his mind. He regained consciousness. He saw Demon Eye Heavenly King a few meters away again, and he saw that terrible vertical eye.

It was still terrifying and chilling, but it didn't seem so scary anymore.

What was that dragon roar just now? Zhang Yuanqing was both confused and surprised. He couldn't bother with the doubts, quickly used Night Wanderer, entered stealth, and ran away madly. "Interesting!"

Demon Eye Heavenly King didn't chase, but curled his lips: "A small Songhai University actually hides a Rain Master." "Woo woo"

A shrill wind howled, and a layer of dark clouds covered the sky at some point, like a black curtain, and the world was dim.

The wind covered this area, and the green plants around Demon Eye Heavenly King leaned in one direction at the same time, their trunks bent into semi-circles, showing a tendency to break at any time. Students in the distance and nearby were thrown to the ground, and light-weight girls were even blown away, with screams resounding.

The glass of nearby buildings shattered.

In this doomsday-like storm, the vertical eye on Demon Eye Heavenly King's forehead flowed with blood and tears, completely resurrected. Starting from the eye socket, twisted black lines spread out, like tattoos, quickly spreading on Demon Eye Heavenly King's body.

"Hey, hey, hey," Demon Eye Heavenly King leaned on his broom, "Fighting is fighting, but affecting innocent people will make me angry." He cracked his mouth, revealing a crazy grin.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Dragging his severely injured body, Zhang Yuanqing burst out with a limit he had never reached in his life, ran out of Songhai University, and continued running towards Fujuawan.

His speed exceeded that of a speeding car, attracting surprised gazes from passersby. Some people shouted and took out their phones to take pictures, but as soon as the phones were taken out, the person was gone. More than ten minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who didn't know how far he had run, stopped in a quiet park.

He collapsed on the green lawn, his chest heaving violently, gasping for oxygen, making rapid breaths. Two or three minutes later, his breathing calmed down a lot, and Zhang Yuanqing finally gathered a trace of energy to examine his own state.

The biggest trauma was to his soul, as if it had been broken and reorganized once, bringing the biggest feedback to the body was a headache, a splitting headache in the temples. It was no less than a relapse of an old illness.

Then, many of the body's organs were damaged, and the body temperature was extremely low. This was caused by the out-of-control riot of Taiyin power.

"Just one look almost killed me, this is the Enchantment of the Ruler Realm. He didn't even intend to kill me, otherwise I wouldn't even have room to resist, and would have directly turned into ashes." After being frightened for a moment, he recalled the dragon roar that had saved him.

"Who helped me? Being able to interrupt Demon Eye Heavenly King's spell must be at the Ruler level. I remember Guan Ya or Fu Qingyang said that there was an elder at Songhai University."

"The wind and dragon roar, I don't know which profession that elder is, but it's definitely not a Fire Master."

At this moment, a sharp ringtone came from his pocket.

"I'll change this broken ringtone sooner or later." Zhang Yuanqing's heart instinctively stopped for a moment, took out his phone, and the caller ID showed: Fu Qingyang!

He quickly answered, and the speakerphone transmitted the voice of the young master of the Fu family with some relief:

"It seems that the elder of the Water God Palace took action in time."

The meaning of this sentence is... Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved: "Did the Centurion notify him?"

Fu Qingyang "um" a sound, not at all self-deprecatingly shifting the topic, "Did you expose your identity?" "Yes" Zhang Yuanqing replied tiredly.

He used Night Wanderer to escape the scene, and it must have been seen by Demon Eye Heavenly King. A student of Songhai University, a Night Wanderer, anyone could guess it was him.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "Your student information was destroyed and classified as confidential when you joined the Five Elements Alliance. It's difficult for Demon Eye to find out your home address through this channel, but you haven't revealed your address to your classmates, have you?"

Zhang Yuanqing recalled for a moment and shook his head: "No."

Even if Demon Eye Heavenly King knows that I am a student of Songhai University, he doesn't know that I am Zhang Yuanqing, and there won't be any information about Zhang Yuanqing in the school's files. As long as I don't go to school in the future, it will be difficult for Demon Eye to find me in a short time, but this is not a long-term solution after all, so annoying this guy.

Zhang Yuanqing felt angry in his heart.

It was clearly Li Xianzong who wanted to kill him first, and his killing of Li Xianzong was also based on his own ability. Demon Eye bullied the weak and had no shame. No, this pot should actually be carried by the Palace Master of the Killing Palace.

Demon Eye came to Songhai to kill her, and he was just collateral damage. If the Palace Master of the Killing Palace hadn't attracted bees and butterflies, Demon Eye Heavenly King wouldn't have come to Songhai from thousands of miles away for a small person like him. That stinky woman...

Fu Qingyang said:

"You've already been caught by Demon Eye, and based on his style, I estimate that he can find your home within a week. I will urge the elders to close the net as soon as possible and deal with him." Found my home in a week? Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart, "If the elders don't deal with him?"

He was afraid that the elders would be the ones to be dealt with. Fu Qingyang pondered:

"Then you're in danger. My plan is to find a way to shield your aura so that Demon Eye can't find you. If you were a Saint Realm Night Wanderer, you might be able to do it, but now you can only rely on props. Such props are relatively rare, and there are none in the Songhai branch's inventory. I will apply to the headquarters to borrow similar props for you, if the headquarters has them."

Demon Eye Heavenly King's carpet search will eventually find Yuan Shi one day. If he can shield Demon Eye's methods, he might be able to escape this disaster.

"There are a lot of application processes, and it will take several days just to wait for a reply. Maybe the props haven't arrived yet, and Demon Eye has already found my home, and what if the headquarters doesn't have them?" Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but complain. "Thank you, Centurion."

After thanking him, the two ended the call, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately sent messages to Guan Ya and Li Dongze to report that he was safe. He looked around, saw that there was no one nearby, quietly took out the Demon Subduing Pestle, and gently stabbed it into his thigh.

lingdian.

Magnificent golden light burst out, doing a virus scan for the body.

Two faint golden lights flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, and under the power of purification, his mind became exceptionally clear. He suddenly thought of someone. Bill Tarantino.

This Void profession foreign cultivator came to Songhai to do trade, and he must have a large inventory on hand.

Ling Jun said that the Merchant Guild's inventory is the most diverse among the world's major Spirit Realm cultivator organizations. He could ask Fu Qingyang to come forward and buy props that can shield his aura, but in this way, the Centurion would be at a disadvantage in the upcoming negotiations. Moreover, if the branch buys it, the props belong to the organization, and I can only borrow them at most.

A prop that can shield his aura is very worth buying, and it's definitely not a loss. If he doesn't need it in the future, he can sell it to the Songhai branch. He should just go to Mr. Bill himself. Although this will let Mr. Bill know that he is a Spirit Realm cultivator.

But Zhang Yuanqing felt that Mr. Bill probably had expected it in his heart. After all, the injuries that need blue pills to treat are mostly related to Spirit Realm cultivators.

Void and Eros are both law-abiding professions. With Mr. Bill's concept of traveling all over the world, with his connections and status, he must have a wide range of friends. To him, he is just one of many friends.

So it's not a big problem for him to know his identity as a Spirit Realm cultivator, um, but he can't reveal his Spirit Realm ID. After all, Yuan Shi Tian Zun's status in Songhai is extraordinary and too famous. Once he thought of it, he did it. Zhang Yuanqing dialed Bill Tarantino's phone number.

"Dudu~"

The ringtone rang for a few seconds before being answered, and Annie's soft voice came: "Hello, who is this?"

She was speaking in a foreign language.

Who? Don't you have my phone number saved? You two old foreigners don't value this Heavenly Venerate at all. Zhang Yuanqing replied in a foreign language: "Ms. Annie, it's me, Chen Shu's son."

There was probably a silence of two or three seconds on the other side, and Annie finally remembered this person, her smile eager: "What can I do for you?" "I want to buy something from Mr. Bill."

"Have you thought about it, do you want to spend ten million to buy information on the user group of pills?" Annie said in surprise. "Are you dreaming!" Zhang Yuanqing neither denied nor admitted, and said in a deep voice:

"I want to meet Mr. Bill, right now, is it convenient?"

"Of course!" Annie agreed happily: "Do you need me to send a driver to pick you up?"

"No need."