Chapter 619 Fear

At three o'clock this morning, colleagues from the Liandu branch received an emergency notice from the Public Security Department that a supernatural event occurred in the Lianwu Garden residential area of Liandu. Several Illusionists died at the scene. After a simple on-site investigation, colleagues from the Liandu branch confirmed that this was a targeted assassination operation against the senior members of the Southern faction. According to information from the scene, the mastermind was 'Yuanshi Tianzun,' and the target was the sixth elder of the Southern faction, Lingjing ID 'False Revolution,' along with his mistress and subordinates, a total of eight people, with Lingjing IDs of..."

The post briefly described the situation at the crime scene and the identities of the deceased, without comment, consistent with the style of an official account.

In addition to the text description, the post also included photos of the crime scene investigation and photos of the Southern faction's sixth elder and five female Illusionists – naked bodies were pixelated.

And a photo of the blood-written words: "Yuanshi Tianzun was here."

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Taiyi Sect disciple gathering place, a high-end apartment in Jingcheng.

Sun Miaomiao squatted on a chair, chin resting on her knees, hands flying across the keyboard. The sound of keystrokes crackled. Her ten fingers were as fast as afterimages. She controlled ten accounts, simultaneously engaging in online battles with more than a dozen keyboard warriors. A true keyboard immortal.

Sun Miaomiao frequented the largest social platform in the country, known as the "xx toilet" and "xx gathering place." Liu Shui registered more than a dozen real-name accounts on this platform, specifically for entertainment.

Sometimes she led her sisters in a heavy-handed offensive, sometimes disguised as a man to fight with stupid women, and sometimes disguised as a rational and objective person standing on the moral high ground, giving pointers.

Sometimes she played the role of an angry youth criticizing social injustices and officials' inaction; sometimes she was a radical patriotic element, chasing after those suspected of being foreign agents and engaging in cyberbullying.

She possessed a flexible moral bottom line and a changeable camp. Wherever there was a quarrel, there she was.

As dawn approached, Sun Miaomiao finished her last intense battle of words and switched the interface to the Taiyi Sect forum. She also had many accounts on the Taiyi Sect forum, but the number of Night Watchers in the Taiyi Sect was small. At its most active, the forum only had a few hundred people.

Not enough to satisfy Sun Miaomiao's appetite.

But she had long developed the habit of browsing the forum. Seeing a post that annoyed her, she would click on it and fire off a few insults, then go to sleep satisfied.

As soon as the screen switched to the official forum, she was attracted by a pinned post:

#Breaking News, Yuanshi Tianzun Successfully Hunts Down the Sixth Elder of the Southern Faction#

The poster was Yuan Ting.

This guy, pulling this kind of clickbait again? Sun Miaomiao was full of doubt, but couldn't help but click on it.

The post only contained two words: "WTF!"

Then there was a link. Sun Miaomiao clicked on the link and found that it was a post on the Five Elements Alliance forum. After carefully reading the post, her mind was blank. Her round, sweet face was filled with blankness.

"How did he do it? The difference between a Saint and a Ruler is even greater than the difference between a Transcendent and a Saint. Is it really possible for someone to hunt down a Ruler at the Saint stage..."

Sun Miaomiao gasped. "If Zhao Chenghuang sees this post, I'm afraid his Dao heart will collapse."

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Public Security Department, Ximen District, Jingcheng, office.

Zhao Chenghuang, who was on duty, sat at his desk, blankly browsing the post forwarded by Yuan Ting. He didn't log in to the forum often. He found out about this post at seven o'clock in the morning, when his subordinate told him.

"Yuanshi Tianzun went to take revenge, right? How did he even find the hiding place of the Southern Faction's elder?"

"Upstairs, that's not the point. The point is that he actually succeeded in hunting down a Ruler."

"Could it be that the intelligence is wrong? There should be other Rulers involved, right? It's just that the Five Elements Alliance is promoting him, so they put the credit on his head? Think about it, is it possible for a Saint to hunt down a Ruler?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun is not the Alliance Leader's offspring. Think about his relationship with headquarters. Promote him? Headquarters can't wait to step on him a few times."

"I just went to the Five Elements Alliance forum and saw that someone has already reconstructed the course of the battle. There was indeed a Ruler involved, a Siming. But she was just assisting. Do I need to explain what a Siming is? According to the surveillance footage, the battle lasted one minute and thirty-six seconds. The Siming only entered near the end. That is to say, Yuanshi Tianzun was the main force in hunting down the Southern Faction's elder. It's incredible. The Five Elements Alliance is in an uproar."

"A Saint killing a Ruler is like a cow flying in the sky. Awesome to the heavens."

"It's really terrifying. Every year, there are geniuses who appear out of nowhere. A few years ago, it was Marshal. The year before, it was Young Master Qian. Last year, it was Demon Monarch. Now another Yuanshi Tianzun has popped up. And the previous few are obviously not as good as him. At least in the Saint stage, Yuanshi Tianzun is the undisputed strongest."

"Elder Sun was confused..."

Zhao Chenghuang scrolled through the comments, feeling a strong sense of frustration and powerlessness. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with Yuanshi Tianzun.

This filled his proud heart with a huge sense of defeat.

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Public Security Department, Kangyang District, Songhai.

Tianxia Guihuo stared intently at the computer screen. He read all the comments and watched the surveillance footage uploaded by his colleagues in the Hangzhou branch.

"He has Ruler-level items, and several of them."

This was the analysis Tianxia Guihuo made based on the intelligence.

Then: "Yuanshi Tianzun wants to kill the sixth elder of the Southern Faction to establish his prestige, warning evil organizations not to mess with him. Perhaps he also means to warn headquarters. Not sure. I'll take another look..."

Next: "Yuanshi Tianzun trusts the Palace Master of Zhisha more than he trusts the official elders, even those in the Songhai branch."

Finally: "No matter how he gets along with headquarters in the future, whether they break up or reconcile, I must firmly maintain my relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun. What he can give me is higher than what headquarters can."

After finishing his analysis, he sighed softly, "The meaning of some people's existence is to make others uncomfortable."

In front of Yuanshi Tianzun, his achievements were insignificant, and his pride was extremely ridiculous. To put it in more dramatic terms, this child dominates an era, making all the geniuses bow their heads.

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"Ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The phone's message notification sound kept ringing. In the eighty-square-meter rental house, the little fatty stayed up all night, constantly paying attention to the Southern Faction's chat group, a chat software with servers overseas.

At eight-thirty in the morning, the Southern Faction's chat group began to issue an emergency announcement, informing members that the sixth elder, "False Revolution," had returned to the Lingjing, killed by Yuanshi Tianzun's hunt.

The Southern Faction's high-level officials required the Illusionists in Jiangnan Province to lie low in the near future and change their addresses because, according to the official style, they would definitely take advantage of this momentum to carry out a crackdown.

As soon as the news came out, it was like a blockbuster, exploding in the hearts of the Southern Faction members, bringing a strong shock and suffocating fear.

The day before, they were still treating that hunt as a topic of conversation, thinking that Yuanshi Tianzun must have been scared out of his wits and would only dare to cower in Songhai in the future, with extremely contemptuous and triumphant words.

Who knew that when they woke up, the sixth elder had been offed by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Moreover, according to the official announcement, Yuanshi Tianzun had personally taken revenge. His means of locking onto the sixth elder left the Southern Faction's Illusionists both confused and terrified.

It was not yet certain whether Yuanshi Tianzun's revenge would continue. Since he could lock onto the sixth elder, he could definitely lock onto other Illusionists as well.

Therefore, the Southern Faction's high-level officials had the organization members change their addresses and lie low.

As for the elders, the terrifying combat power displayed by this official genius made them feel apprehensive, even though no battle videos had been circulated.

"Yuanshi Tianzun's operation scared all the Illusionists of the Southern Faction, tsk tsk, including the elders." The little fatty looked at the discussions in the Southern Faction's big group and small groups, as if he could feel their panic through the screen.

This gave him a sense of revenge against the Grand Elder.

Suddenly, another announcement was issued in the group, with the content:

[Latest announcement, in order to prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from continuing to retaliate against the Southern Faction, the Grand Elder has decided to bestow life-saving methods on the Dream Makers and Illusionists. All Dream Makers should go online immediately and gather in the Dream Hall.]

Seeing this information, the little fatty's heart tightened.

At this point, the Southern Faction should have figured out the context of the event, knowing that Yuanshi Tianzun locked onto the sixth elder through the Mirror Flower, and knowing that not many people would apply for the "waiter" wanted by the sixth elder.

The Grand Elder is going to investigate the traitors. No, the Grand Elder suspects it's me... The little fatty didn't panic. He unplugged the phone charging cable, packed the simple items he carried with him, and left with his bag.

At three o'clock in the morning, he received information from Yuanshi Tianzun, learning of the death of the sixth elder. He stayed behind just to see how the Southern Faction would respond.

Sure enough, the Grand Elder immediately suspected him.

A virtuous official chooses a master to assassinate. As soon as Liang Chen returned to the organization, the sixth elder was respectfully sent back to the Lingjing by Yuanshi Tianzun. Anyone with a normal IQ would make associations. And the Southern Faction is an evil organization. Evil organizations don't care about evidence when they do things.

Directly control, then hypnotize, guide, brainwash, etc. There are plenty of ways to extract information.

Therefore, the little fatty did not intend to put on the helmet and go to the Dream Hall. His mission had been completed. Now he had to return to the No Trace Hotel.

If Master Wuhen hasn't returned, I'll find a way to get Xiaoyuan and Boss to move... The little fatty left the temporary "occupied" rental house with his bag, without anyone knowing.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes full of energy, with a soft and warm body in his arms, and a touch of bright red in front of his eyes.

This made him swallow the words "Sister Guan Ya."

The Palace Master of Zhisha curled up beside him, clinging to him like an octopus, her dark hair spread out on the white pillow, as the saying goes, "Black clouds piled on the pillow, green hair falling down."

And the slender waist under the red dress had been in his arms all night.

The Palace Master of Zhisha breathed smoothly, still asleep. Her face was covered with a silver mask, making it impossible to see her appearance, but Zhang Yuanqing thought that the sleeping face underneath must be peaceful and sweet.

Should I take the opportunity to take it off?

As soon as this thought appeared, Zhang Yuanqing put his hand on the mask.

"Don't make trouble~"

The Palace Master's lazy voice came from under the silver mask, "You're acting up so early in the morning. Do you want to be hung up and beaten?"

A red thread popped out of her skirt and gently pricked the back of his hand.

Zhang Yuanqing felt pain and pulled his hand back as if electrocuted.

He muttered, "Palace Master, are you very ugly? You don't dare to show me your real face."

The Palace Master of Zhisha widened her beautiful eyes and hummed, "Have you ever seen an ugly Musician?"

The charm of a Musician can rival that of a Lust profession.

"That's true." Zhang Yuanqing nodded. "Palace Master must be worried that she's too beautiful and will make me feel inferior."

"Right, right? Then hug me again."

Since her mental illness was cured, her personality had also changed a bit. Occasionally, she would act like a little girl who wanted kisses and hugs.

Zhang Yuanqing hugged her while checking his phone.

Last night, before the action, he put his phone in airplane mode. After the action ended, he reported that he was safe to Guan Ya, sent a notification to the little fatty, and then turned on airplane mode again.

Otherwise, the phone would be blown up with calls this morning.

Zhang Yuanqing first ignored the information in the chat groups and replied to the messages from "Little Fairy of Niulanshan," "Peony Fairy," "Crossing River Pawn," and others one by one.

He also politely declined Demon Eye's invitation to "I'll take you to kill the Three Guardians."

Then he replied to his mother-in-law's warm greetings. His mother-in-law heard about his hunting down of the Southern Faction's elder and asked him with concern if he was injured and if the loss was great.

Then she said "My son is indeed a dragon among men" on the left and "My dear son, you are so great" on the right, as if she gave birth to Zhang Yuanqing instead of Guan Ya back then.

Now Fu Xue's mind was full of the son-in-law Yuanshi Tianzun and didn't even think about the Miller family's silly son anymore.

Recently, she was not only outstanding in social situations but also stood tall and proud in the Fu family, even able to sit on an equal footing with the eldest brother who cultivated Fu Qingxuan.

The daughter you raised is very good, but my daughter is not bad either. What a good eye she has, finding a little milk dog with the potential of an Alliance Leader.

With one hand around the Palace Master, Zhang Yuanqing placed his phone on the back of her head and frantically sent messages to Xiaoyuan and Guan Ya, expressing his longing. But because of the environment, he told them not to call him.

The Palace Master of Zhisha couldn't see the phone screen behind her head, so she asked him who he was chatting with.

Zhang Yuanqing said that he was messaging his grandmother.

The Palace Master of Zhisha said in surprise, "Is your grandmother named Guan Ya or 'Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan'?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and realized that there was also a round mirror behind his head. The Palace Master of Zhisha was holding a small mirror to spy on him sending messages.

Then Zhang Yuanqing was smilingly hung upside down by the Palace Master.

"When you're hugging me, you better not flirt with other women." The Palace Master smiled strangely and stretched out her finger to draw circles on his lower abdomen. "Otherwise, I'll be angry. You should reflect on yourself."

With a bang, she exploded into thousands of silk ribbons and drilled out of the open window.

Really, a lunatic is still a lunatic... Zhang Yuanqing sighed and continued to reply to messages with his phone.

Five minutes later, after flirting with Xiaoyuan and Guan Ya, he opened the official forum.

As he expected, the forum was now in an uproar, comparable to "So-and-so King cheated on a young model" and "So-and-so top celebrity had a surrogate." Zhang Yuanqing was already used to it.

When he cleared the S-level dungeon in the beginning, what was shocked was the middle and lower levels of the supernatural practitioners, and the Stewards commented with an aloof attitude.

When he defeated the three Heavenly Tribulation Saints in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it was the Saints' turn to kneel down and shout "Lord Tianzun 666."

Now that he had killed a Ruler, it was the official elders' turn to be shocked.

"The old guys at headquarters should also be shocked, especially Elder Cai. Anyway, there is no possibility for him to make peace with me. Before hiding, I'll stimulate him again to make him unable to sleep peacefully..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing opened a post:

#Whoever Offends Me, No Matter What Their Identity or Camp, Will Be Killed#

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Headquarters!

Secretary Zhou kicked away the broken white porcelain cup beside his feet, grabbed the landline with a gloomy face, and dialed Elder Cai's phone.

His computer screen showed "This post does not exist."

Yuanshi Tianzun's post had been deleted. Secretary Zhou personally called the forum administrator to delete it because many low-level practitioners made groundless speculations, saying that Yuanshi Tianzun was alluding to some elders at headquarters.

The people below couldn't keep their mouths shut and were particularly nasty when they were sarcastic. When could the low-level people point fingers at the high-level power holders?

Those barefoot people were just indulging in idle talk and could be ignored, but Yuanshi Tianzun's attitude made Secretary Zhou furious on the spot.

He knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was demonstrating, demonstrating with a soft knife.

When did a Saint dare to be so presumptuous!

This was different from the previous resistance. In the past, Yuanshi Tianzun's resistance was limited to slamming the table and scolding people, but the nature was different now.

The phone was connected, and hearing the faint sound of waves coming from the other side, Secretary Zhou said in a deep voice:

"Leader, he is threatening us. He is telling us that the new and old debts will be settled sooner or later. He is just a Saint, but he dares to threaten us. Does he really think we are just paper tigers?

"Leader, we must take action."

Elder Cai's cold and peaceful voice came: "Little Zhou, are you afraid?"

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ps: I will update the wrong words first and then correct them later.