Chapter 1 Suburban Villa

A suburban villa.

In the living room on the first floor, Li Xianzong sat in a high-backed chair.

On the soft sofa, a mature and intellectual woman lay languidly on her side. She wore black-framed glasses and had cold, beautiful features. Her aloof and serious demeanor was reminiscent of a homeroom teacher.

However, beneath the thin gauze clothing, her graceful figure formed a stark contrast to her overall aura.

To ordinary men, such an enchanting beauty would be enough to make their mouths dry and their hearts race. Even if there were countless others who shared his taste, they would gladly indulge.

But Li Xianzong was unmoved by her beauty. He stated the purpose of his visit:

"I need an item that can restrain high-level spiritual entities, at least of the Saint realm."

Yi Chuanmei lay on her side, supporting her delicate head with her snow-white arm. Her voice was clear and cold: "Twenty million in cash, or an equivalent item or material."

Li Xianzong grimaced. "I don't have money."

If he didn't consider moral values, the fastest way for a Guhuo Zhi Yao (Bewitching Demon) to make money would be to establish a "cult," bewitching large numbers of people to offer donations. This would allow him to accumulate a large amount of cash in a short period.

A more reliable route would be to bewitch the public, gather followers, and then establish a company to earn money through legal means.

However, this would risk being exposed by the authorities, potentially wasting years of effort. Furthermore, most Bewitching Demons lacked the energy, interest, and ability to run a company.

Yi Chuanmei had expected this. She mocked:

"Among the three major professions, only you soldiers are the poorest, with your minds full of killing and destruction."

In front of Li Xianzong, she reached into her snow-white cleavage and pulled out a needle case. Inside were three jet-black, fine needles. She said:

"I suggest you choose consumables. Three Pohun Zhen (Soul-Piercing Needles) for three million in cash, or you can replace them with equivalent items and materials. They can severely injure level 4 spiritual entities, and level 5 spiritual entities will also suffer significant damage. As for level 6..."

She chuckled. "I think you're smart enough not to provoke enemies of that level."

"Deal. I'll give it to you in three days," Li Xianzong said.

"No, no, no." Yi Chuanmei shook her finger.

"You still owe me ten strong, orderly practitioners. That's what you promised me. Once you bring me the orderly practitioners, I can proceed with the next transaction."

"I suffered a considerable injury protecting you from Fu Qingyang. Fu Qingyang is truly one of the top young talents in the Five Elements Alliance."

As she said this, her face flushed, and she squeezed her legs together, infatuated.

"His swordsmanship is unstoppable, like a mountain collapsing, like a tsunami. It was so exhilarating, the ultimate experience!"

Li Xianzong looked at her morbid expression and cursed inwardly, "Pervert!"

"Okay, I'll capture ten orderly practitioners for you within half a month."

He had to obtain an item that could target high-level spiritual entities, even if it was a consumable. Only in this way could he deal with Yuan Shitianzun's trump card.

He needed to improve himself as much as possible before the start of the large-scale killing instance.

Hunting Yuan Shitianzun would first hone his skills and rapidly improve himself. Second, the bounty was generous, and the rewards and items were tempting enough. Finally, that kid had many items on him and was filthy rich.

Even without this trial mission, Li Xianzong would have tried to hunt Yuan Shitianzun.

Huayu Hotel.

At an outdoor cafe with a terrace, Xie Lingxi held a silver spoon, gently stirring her coffee. The ice cubes collided against the glass, creating a crisp sound.

"Yuan Shi-gege, you haven't contacted me in so long."

Xie Lingxi pouted, aggrieved. "I stayed in Songhai for you, but why have you been ignoring me?"

Zhang Yuanqing, sitting across the small table, suddenly realized. "So that's how it is. It's my fault. I shouldn't have ignored you. Let's go, I'll take you back to my room and let you know how enthusiastic I can be."

"How annoying!" The little green tea giggled, then suddenly wrinkled her nose. "Yuan Shi-gege, you don't look handsome like this. I still prefer your original appearance."

Zhang Yuanqing had once again disguised himself as Wang Tai, with ordinary features and a dull, awkward demeanor.

"Better safe than sorry. You should know that Li Xianzong is targeting me." Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of coffee.

Xie Lingxi said, "Yuan Shi-gege, I heard that you single-handedly stormed the hospital yesterday, single-handedly killed the thugs, and entangled Li Xianzong, making a huge contribution to the official rescue of the hostages. You're amazing."

See, this is the benefit of being a green tea! Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

"No matter what, I was still taught a lesson. The gap between me and Li Xianzong is still very large."

"Because Yuan Shi-gege hasn't reached level 3 yet. When you come out of the spirit realm next time, you'll be able to easily defeat Li Xianzong." Xie Lingxi propped her cheek with one hand and stirred her coffee with the other. Beneath her long eyelashes were moist, bright eyes.

"I always have faith in Yuan Shi-gege."

Zhang Yuanqing felt inexplicably comfortable. "Did you use an An抚 (soothing) skill on me?"

"No, everything I said was from the heart!"

As Xie Lingxi praised him, Zhang Yuanqing gradually finished his coffee. His mood had completely recovered, with no more frustration or heaviness.

The musician's 安抚 (soothing) ability is indeed good, but the cost is that my affinity with Xie Lingxi has increased significantly. Zhang Yuanqing examined his heart, and the haze had completely dissipated.

At this moment, Xie Lingxi picked up the delicate handbag placed on the table, unzipped it, and took out a piece of black jade that flowed with dreamy light inside.

"Yuan Shi-gege, this is my gift."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment. "You want to give it to me?"

"I don't need it anyway." Xie Lingxi smiled. "I'm just a weak and lovely little girl, far from the strife. It's a waste for me to have the jade talisman, so it's better to give it to Gege (older brother)."

This gift is a bit too valuable. Although Zhang Yuanqing had secretly thought about how to scam her jade talisman, it was just a thought and he didn't intend to make it a reality.

It seems that she is also worried about me being assassinated by Li Xianzong. No matter what she says, the reality of the gap is real.

So far, whether it's the officials, friends, or even irrelevant wild practitioners, no one believes he is Li Xianzong's opponent. Everyone thinks that Yuan Shitianzun is in big trouble now that Li Xianzong is targeting him.

"Keep it for yourself. I haven't fallen to that point yet."

Zhang Yuanqing pushed the jade talisman back. He was afraid that if he obtained the jade talisman, he would lose the determination and perseverance to practice combat with all his might.

Xie Lingxi did not continue to persuade him. She took back the jade talisman and whispered:

"Yuan Shi-gege, Palace Mistress is also at the hotel. She wants to see you."

"Huh? That beautiful, crazy elder sister is also at the hotel?"

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback. He thought to himself that it was fortunate that he came with Wang Tai's face. If he appeared in his true form, that crazy woman might have a sudden impulse and kidnap him to be her gigolo.

Xie Lingxi got up, took Yuan Shi-gege's arm, left the cafe, and returned to the room. Arriving outside the presidential suite, Xie Lingxi put the room card in Zhang Yuanqing's hand and whispered:

"You go in."

Zhang Yuanqing saw that she had no intention of accompanying him and asked, "Aren't you coming in?"

Xie Lingxi shook her head repeatedly, avoiding the situation.

Little sister, your appearance makes me inexplicably panicked. Zhang Yuanqing watched the little green tea walk away quickly. He did not swipe the card immediately but took out the "Eye of the Clairvoyant."

Speaking of which, he had never had the chance to use this item to peek into the inner thoughts of a big shot.

It was a good opportunity to test the Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace)'s attitude towards him and how crazy she was inside. Zhang Yuanqing put on his sunglasses and swiped open the door.

"Beep beep."

The door opened, and he entered the foyer. Behind the desk facing the door, he saw the Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace) wearing a long red ancient costume, with cloud and dragon patterns embroidered on the chest and sleeves with gold thread.

It was gorgeous and had charm.

"Palace Mistress wants to see me?" Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

Under the silver mask, her bright, lively eyes scrutinized him, and she chuckled:

"You were beaten up by Li Xianzong, but you're maintaining a good attitude. I thought you'd be depressed for a few days."

"I came to Xie Lingxi for psychological treatment." Zhang Yuanqing replied. "The little girl is very good at comforting people. Being with her always makes me inexplicably happy."

After speaking, he observed the other party and keenly captured some details:

Her eyes tell me that she is not happy. Her emotions are directed at me. I didn't offend her.

The Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace) sat upright behind the desk, playing with her sleeves, and said softly:

"I'm going to leave Songhai soon to go north for business. Before I leave, do you want me to kill Li Xianzong for you? I don't want to return to Songhai and hear that you died in Li Xianzong's hands. After all, you are my internally designated gigolo."

"Xie Lingxi is a sister that I like very much. You should be closer to her on weekdays."

Her worry is real, not a joke, but there are also more complex emotions hidden within. She doesn't seem to want me to agree with her letting me get close to Xie Lingxi, but her tone and eyes carry a hint of warning...

"You are willing to help me?" Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up.

The Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace) nodded slightly. "Five million, and I'll kill him for you."

Five million? Even if I sold myself, I couldn't earn five million. Why did she have a sense of revengeful pleasure when she said five million? Zhang Yuanqing scrutinized her and analyzed her new thoughts:

She keeps staring at my glasses, and her gaze is becoming more and more dangerous. Not good, she wants to hit me. She noticed that I was peeking at her.

Zhang Yuanqing was shocked. He took off his glasses calmly and said:

"No need. I will solve my own problems."

Hearing this, the Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace)'s eyes curved up, seeming very satisfied with his answer. She smiled:

"To become a strong person who can stand alone, it is not possible to always rely on external forces. The path to the top must be walked out step by step. Li Xianzong is a strong enemy, but not an invincible enemy."

"If you are intimidated by the crushing defeat in the hospital and agree to my deal, then I will be very disappointed." She was indeed testing me just now.

The Palace Mistress of Zhi Sha Palace (Killing Palace) added: "You can go. Help me call that brat over."

I can see her "malice" without my glasses. Poor little green tea. Zhang Yuanqing nodded and left the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room and turned to the elevator, he saw Xie Lingxi waiting there with a look of schadenfreude.

"Oh, Yuan Shi-gege came out so quickly?" She looked disappointed and unwilling. "Palace Mistress didn't bully you, did she?"

"Why would she bully me?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"That's just how she is. She likes to bully people, hanging people up at the slightest provocation. People were already prepared to rush in and save Yuan Shi-gege."

"Does she often bully you?"

"Yes, she vents on me whenever she's unhappy. Every time she wants to bully me, she calls me 'brat'."

"Oh, so you're the brat."

"What do you mean, Yuan Shi-gege?" The smile slowly disappeared from Xie Lingxi's face.

Zhang Yuanqing gave her a pitying look. "Palace Mistress just said, 'Go help me call that brat over.'"

Xie Lingxi's face turned pale.

Zhang Yuanqing left Huayu Hotel, put on a baseball cap and mask, glanced left and right to make sure no one was tailing him, and then walked along the street with his hands in his pockets.

In the afternoon, he planned to find Guan Ya to learn fighting skills, as agreed this morning.

The training location was in Fujiabao, where there was a place specifically for practicing fighting skills. Moreover, under the eyes of the centurion, he didn't have to worry about assassination and sneak attacks.

He didn't dare go to the Public Security Bureau much these days.

Zhang Yuanqing was confident that with his physical fitness, it wouldn't be difficult to get started with fighting skills. With the old driver known as a fighting genius personally teaching him, it was possible for his hand-to-hand combat ability to improve by leaps and bounds in the short term.

As long as he was willing to work hard.

"Once I improve my fighting skills, the next goal is to wait for the spiritual realm to open." Just as he was thinking, the phone in his pocket rang. It was Fu Qingyang calling.

"Centurion, I was just about to come over." Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone.

Fu Qingyang said: "Elder Gou is back from the capital. Come to my place immediately."

"Is my item problem solved?" Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.

Fu Qingyang hummed, his tone a little strange. "Come as soon as possible, don't keep the elder waiting."

Don't keep the elder waiting? What does that mean? Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand. He thought to himself, for such a trivial matter, would the elder need to personally wait for him to come over?

ps: Correct typos later.

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