Hearing Elder Cai's words, Secretary Zhou's expression twisted, a little embarrassed and angry.

Yes, he was afraid. He was frightened by a rookie who had been a Lingjing Xingzhe for only half a year.

Before, no matter how much trouble Yuanshi Tianzun made, he was at most the number one person under the main Xin. The real dominators could still look down on him and crush him like an insect.

But now, this insect had hunted down a seasoned level 7 elder.

The secretary of the top ten elders of headquarters was also a level 7 dominator. Although, as a secretary of the top ten elders, his foundation was definitely not comparable to that of the six elders of the Southern School, he had to admit that Yuanshi Tianzun could already threaten Secretary Zhou.

And the traitor was only a Saint.

If he advanced to the main Xin, he would probably slaughter others of the same level like Fu Qingyang.

"Elder Cai, are we just going to sit and watch him grow?" Secretary Zhou's voice was even lower, as if talking about a topic that would die if exposed to the light.

The conflict between the headquarters' nine elders and Yuanshi Tianzun was a major issue. If the traitor reached the peak of Demigod, the nine elders would at most lower their heads to admit their mistakes, compensate, and it would be over.

The two sides had no deadly feud.

Elder Cai was different. Elder Cai's beloved grandson died at the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun. The subsequent revenge at the trial and the deliberate obstruction in the plane ambush event made the conflict deeper and deeper.

The reason why the two sides were at peace was that Yuanshi Tianzun's wings had not yet grown. Elder Cai was afraid of hurting the mouse, but the conflict would erupt sooner or later.

Unless Elder Cai softened and actively compensated Yuanshi Tianzun, but as a peak dominator, how could Elder Cai be afraid of a Saint stage figure, even if he became a dominator in the future.

To put it nicely, a peak dominator killing a level 7 dominator was no different from killing a dog.

What's more, Elder Cai was a peak dominator with more than 70 experience points and a dominator-level rule-type item.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is a genius that the official is focusing on cultivating. The higher his achievements, the greater the benefits for the official." Elder Cai said lightly, "You don't need to be afraid. The contradiction between him and you is a small one."

Secretary Zhou was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "What the leader teaches is correct. I thought too much. Although there is obviously a contradiction between Yuanshi Tianzun and me, we are both members of the Five Elements Alliance, just a small disagreement. It will be fine once it is resolved. Everything is within the big picture."

He was a little anxious. How could Elder Cai express his position on the phone?

Before hanging up, Elder Cai said meaningfully, "Everything is within the big picture."

Secretary Zhou frowned, carefully savoring the meaning.

Fu Family Bay, rooftop.

Zhang Yuanqing placed the materials for summoning the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang and the parchment scroll, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Li Chunfeng's number.

"Chunfeng, turn off the surveillance cameras in the area." After finishing his instructions, Zhang Yuanqing put down his mobile phone and began pouring spiritual power into the parchment scroll.

As if flames had ignited the paper, the spiritual inscription patterns on the parchment scroll began to operate, crazily extracting the spiritual power of the materials.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed his palm on the parchment scroll, calling out in his heart, "You Qing, You Qing, come out quickly." He believed that calling Niangniang an old hag might not immediately draw her attention, but calling her by her full name would make anyone subconsciously look in her direction.

Sure enough, after only two calls, Niangniang cast her gaze from the Lingjing.

Golden light appeared in the sky above Fu Family Bay, spreading out in circles, like light-matter shells bombarding an invisible barrier.

The Demon Subduing Pestle beside Zhang Yuanqing vibrated violently. It sensed its master's summons, but the power of the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang could not penetrate...

The Lingjing entering reality could not truly summon it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Demon Subduing Pestle and poured the power of the sun into it. The Niangniang, who had lost the negative Demon Subduing Pestle, had some difficulty breaking through the barrier of the Lingjing, so he needed to cooperate from the inside and outside to help the old hag, to help You Qing.

The Demon Subduing Pestle, infused with the power of the sun, instantly revived, transforming into a golden light that soared into the sky.

"Buzz!"

In a trembling sound like a bursting airwave, the azure sky, tinged with pale gold, suddenly cracked open a circular passage.

The passage was deep and dark, connecting to the Lingjing. The Demon Subduing Pestle disappeared into the passage.

"You little rascal!" A cold snort from the old hag came from behind the passage.

The voice was the kind that only Night Wanderers and Wraiths could hear.

"You... Niangniang, don't leave yet." Zhang Yuanqing had long been accustomed to jumping back and forth in front of the big shots, pretending not to notice the old hag's displeasure. He vibrated his spiritual power and said, "I suspect that the Pure Yang Headmaster is not dead yet."

He immediately spoke out his speculation loudly in the Night Wanderer's way of communication.

After listening to his description, the passage was silent for a few seconds, and then the voice of the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang came.

"His sanity is very unstable, and each time he is reborn in another body will worsen the damage to his primordial spirit, intensifying his madness. Coupled with my ridicule and the blow of being defeated twice by my disciple, he will become more and more insane, more and more unstable."

"In the end, there are only two outcomes: one is to risk hunting star officials and dream weavers who are too powerful, and die from backlash. The other is to completely lose control and be dealt with by your Five Elements Alliance."

In other words, the Pure Yang Headmaster is considered useless? Well, he has to start all over again, so he is not worth worrying about in the short term.

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly, "This junior understands. I respectfully send off You Qing Niangniang."

"You little rascal!!"

The old hag's tone was a bit gritted and fierce, but she could do nothing about it.

No.

She couldn't leave the Lingjing for this little thing and go to the real world to beat him up. The passage in the sky slowly contracted until it disappeared.

Ancient people are just pretentious, just calling out their names, Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

Watching the passage disappear, he felt a little reluctant. Well, he was reluctant to part with the Demon Subduing Pestle. This thing had accompanied him from humble beginnings, and now it had been taken back by Niangniang.

Zhang Yuanqing used the Star Escape Technique to return to the villa's living room.

Xie Lingxi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a computer and studying the guide for the Musician dungeon. She was going to enter the Lingjing soon.

"Yuanshi gege, don't forget the crab feast at the end of the month." Xie Lingxi forked a piece of apple to feed Zhang Yuanqing.

The crab feast was in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, which was October in the solar calendar.

Zhang Yuanqing bit into it and chewed while saying, "Okay!"

The Xie family had a Demigod ancestor sitting in town, and a group of dominators and saints. Unless Shura himself came, the evil camp would not dare to break into the Xie family's den to kill him.

Hearing him agree, Xie Lingxi shyly pursed her lips.

Her father had told her that when Yuanshi Tianzun went to the crab feast, the old ancestor would act as a matchmaker and marry her to Yuanshi gege.

Although the old ancestor was domineering and unreasonable, adhering to the feudal tradition of parents' orders and matchmaker's words, Xie Lingxi was very willing to be a little young woman if the target was Yuanshi gege.

"By the way, did your dad enter the dungeon?" Zhang Yuanqing suddenly asked.

"Eh, how did gege know?"

"Because your dad didn't congratulate me this morning."

Opening it, it was Palace Master Zhisha's message. Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to say something, his cell phone suddenly "dinged."

[Crazy Palace Master: Help me ask the official if they are interested in acquiring the Earth Spirit Armor. I need a dominator-level item, preferably one that combines defense and close combat.] After a few seconds, she complained again.

[Crazy Palace Master: This broken armor is too heavy. I can't fight at all. I can only be a turtle.]

Zhang Yuanqing typed a message and replied: So, you want to exchange the heavy armor for light armor, right?

[Crazy Palace Master: Smart.]

The price of the Earth Spirit Armor was indeed too high. Although the defense was very strong, the constraints were also very large. Wearing the armor was equivalent to only being able to passively take a beating during battle.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart stirred, thinking that Huang Daji would definitely like it.

For Earth Goblins, the disadvantages were not obvious. Handing the Earth Goblin's items over to the Earth Goblin to use would definitely give him a higher bonus than other professions.

Moreover, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that Huang Daji, the grandson of the Great Elder, didn't seem to have a dominator-level item either.

A level six peak Saint was very eager for a dominator-level item.

Selling the Earth Spirit Armor to Huang Taiji could both give him a favor and because Young Master Huang had money.

A seasoned dominator had two dominator-level items, and they were low-quality ones. It seemed that after he reached the dominator level, the title of Item Celestial Venerate would be broken.

While Zhang Yuanqing sighed, he sent a message to his adoptive father, no, Little Huang: "I have an earth-type main Xin-level item called Earth Spirit Armor. Are you interested in getting it?" He edited the item attributes of the Earth Spirit Armor and sent it over.

Huang Taiji's phone call came almost instantly.

Zhang Yuanqing answered and heard Little Huang's voice, steady but with a trace of excitement, coming from the speaker: "Name your price."

"I need a dominator-level item with both defensive and melee capabilities. The type doesn't matter, but I hope the cost isn't too serious," Zhang Yuanqing said.

Huang Daji was speechless and smiled bitterly, "I don't have any main Xin-level items."

If Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to exchange for money or materials, he would scrape together everything he had.

He changed his words: "Like this, I want to sell two dominator-level items, the spoils from slaughtering the six elders of the Southern School, but I don't want to trade with the old turtles at headquarters. I want to ask my adoptive father to help me handle them."

"My requirement is an intermediate-quality main Xin-level item, with the functions I just mentioned."

In fact, even an intermediate-quality item was not as good as two low-quality items, because although the gap between intermediate and low quality was large, it was not enough to crush them. Two stat items were equal to having one more skill and one more chance of winning in actual combat.

The price difference here was equal to Zhang Yuanqing selling a favor to Ying Huang Taiji.

Huang Daji could completely use a low-quality item plus a large amount of materials and cash to purchase an intermediate-quality item from headquarters. He was Di Hong's grandson, so headquarters would not refuse.

Huang Taiji was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Thank you. I owe you a favor. I will help you look for the item and reply within three days."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing sent a text message to Guan Ya: "I'm going home for a few days."

Next was to stay in Songhai, survive the death tribulation, and reach the dominator level by the end of the year.

The reason why he declined the invitation from the Demon Eye was because Ling Tuo, as a Demigod-level Night Wanderer, had the ability to see the River of Fate. The consequence of hunting down the three Dharma Protectors would only be a moth flying into the flame.

The Demon Eye was just a crude god of war. In terms of cunning, he was no match for the Night Wanderer at all.

So Zhang Yuanqing's strategy was to endure.

Songhai No. 2 Middle School.

A man wearing a baseball cap entered the school openly, and the security guard turned a blind eye to him.

After entering the school, he went straight to the teaching building.

It was recess time. Boys were chasing and playing in the corridors, and female students were going to the bathroom in groups. There was laughter everywhere.

The baseball cap man entered the teaching building and came to the teachers' office on the first floor.

He stood at the door and knocked. The teachers in the office looked dazed for a moment, and then they noticed the baseball cap man standing at the door and greeted him one after another.

"Teacher Chunyang!"

The baseball cap man "hmmed" and took out his mobile phone, opened a photo, showed it to the teachers, and asked, "Do you recognize the person in the photo?"

The photo showed a young and handsome boy.

The teachers looked at it carefully for a moment and shook their heads.

The baseball cap man left silently. He asked all the teachers in the three grades, but to no avail.

"Not only Songhai University, but even the middle school teachers have been hypnotized?" The baseball cap man stood in the corridor, resting his hands on the railing, muttering to himself.

In the past few days, he had tried to walk through all the middle schools in Songhai, but not a single teacher recognized Yuanshi Tianzun.

Obviously, the Five Elements Alliance had erased Yuanshi Tianzun's existence, making him someone who could not be found through real-world channels.

But the Pure Yang Headmaster was not discouraged. As a native of Songhai, Yuanshi Tianzun must have left traces in Songhai. Even the official could not completely erase them. This was beyond human power.

As long as he found that thread, he could follow the vine and find out Yuanshi Tianzun's real identity.

If the teachers at school have all been hypnotized, what about the teachers who retired a few years ago? Perhaps some of the teachers who retired in Songhai in recent years still remember Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you must die, you must die," In the seemingly calm eyes of the Pure Yang Headmaster, a madness bordering on losing control was brewing.