Chapter 167 Breeding Seedling

【Name: Breeding Seedling】
【Type: Tree】
【Function: Breeding, Beast Mastery】
【Introduction: A sapling of a certain divine tree, inheriting some of the abilities of its parent. After leaving the parent, it longs to grow into a being as great as the mother tree. Therefore, it has a strong obsession with breeding and growth. In addition, it can control the beasts in the forest. Reproduction is an eternal pursuit. Breed, for the continuation of the race, for the birth of life. Please abandon everything and breed to your heart's content.】
[Note 1: Those who refuse to breed are not qualified to have fertility.
[Note 2: Every twenty-four hours, it will summon nearby creatures to hold a grand breeding ceremony.

A seedling? A seedling nearly two meters high... how tall and big must the parent tree be? Zhang Yuanqing smacked his lips in amazement after reading the attribute description.

The seedling is a prop for the Wood Demon profession, possessing the two major functions of breeding and beast mastery. The literal meaning of beast mastery is clear and straightforward.

As for the specific effect of breeding—as long as you offer this item, creatures within a certain range will fall into a state of desiring to breed.

At first glance, the effect seems simple, but it is actually a very powerful negative buff. Imagine when you are besieged, facing a horde of enemies, you offer this seedling.

Under the shroud of the breeding aura, the enemies who were fighting you to the death just a moment ago might invite you to share a romantic encounter in the next.

If the other party is a charming and sexy woman, wouldn't that be wonderful?

If the other party is a group of charming women, wouldn't that be even more wonderful?

But what if the other party is a group of strong men...

In addition, its cost is also very serious. The cost of Note 1 is similar to the Mountain God Scepter. After using the item, it will produce the desire to breed, but the seedling is more domineering than the Mountain God Scepter. The cost of the Mountain God Scepter can still be resisted by willpower, but the seedling directly deprives the holder of their fertility.

Of course, for people with girlfriends, wives, female companions, and those whose moral bottom line isn't so high, this is not a problem.

What really gives Zhang Yuanqing a headache is Note 2. He doesn't want to turn every place he goes into an orgy.

That would be too depraved.

"This item cannot be kept, nor can it be used. I'll put it away first and have it refined in the furnace seven days later." Zhang Yuanqing dispelled the idea of subduing this item for long-term use and put the small seedling into his inventory.

Then, he scanned the thirty-odd young students who were still in the act of copulation but with dull eyes like puppets and dialed the Queen's number.

"Queen, I found an item at Songfu University..." He told the Queen about the situation in the campus park and then said:

"Notify the official Xingzhe (Spirit Wanderer) nearby and have them bring Musicians to handle it. My suggestion is to hypnotize them and make them forget what happened tonight, as if nothing happened."

The Queen pondered for a moment: "That is indeed the best method for them."

These students can continue to stay in school and return to their normal lives.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zhu Hanjing and pondered slightly.

Although the official Xingzhe (Spirit Wanderer) will handle this matter discreetly, it will inevitably require the cooperation of the local security and even the school.

This girl strayed into this place and did not participate in the orgy. Leaving her here would not be good for her reputation.

After thinking about it, he walked up to Zhu Hanjing, activated the flying function of the Gale Gauntlets, and took her away from the park.

Flying over the playground, Zhang Yuanqing landed on the flower bed behind the teaching building.

In this kind of environment, wearing a facial mask is too scary, but removing the mask will make me erratic and irritable, like a schizophrenic patient. After thinking it over, Zhang Yuanqing decided to remove the mask.

A strange person who is erratic and irritable is always less harmful than a facial mask.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the unruly blue face. Then, he "snapped" his fingers, and the blank-eyed campus belle trembled as if waking from a dream. She looked around in confusion.

For a moment, she couldn't tell which was reality and which was illusion.

Then she saw the strange boy in front of her. Her reason instantly returned, and she understood which was reality and which was a dream.

"If you dare to scream, I'll let you know what fear and pain are."

The handsome young man spoke in a gloomy voice and cold tone before Zhu Hanjing could scream.

Hanjing shrank back in fright and trembled, "Y-you... are you human or a ghost?"

If it was a ghost, she would scream immediately.

Zhang Yuanqing took a few steps forward, forced her into a corner, raised the girl's pointed chin, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "I can already feel the smoothness and beauty of your skin. I think you can also sense the warmth of my fingertips."

Zhu Hanjing was confused by his sudden change. Her heart was pounding wildly, and her back was against the wall. The fear in her heart lessened, but the temperature of his fingertips was quite scalding.

But a new worry welled up in her heart. Wouldn't this fickle guy strip her naked and humiliate her, like those people in the park?

"Who exactly are you?" she questioned.

"You can think of me as a wandering god in the night, or the Batman of the East. If you must ask for my revered name, it is... the great Yuanshi Tianzun!" he said.

Wandering god in the night, the Batman of the East, the great Yuanshi Tianzun... Zhu Hanjing looked blank.

She was about to ask about the unsightly scene in the park when the handsome peer suddenly darkened his face and said in a cold tone: "I have already notified the security bureau. Someone will be here soon to deal with those people in the park. I brought you here to tell you two things: First, don't spread what you saw tonight. Don't tell anyone. Second, go back to the dormitory immediately."

After speaking, he gave her a cold glance:

"Scram!"

Zhu Hanjing was so frightened that she shivered, turned around, and ran.

She ran back to the dormitory in one breath, burrowed into the quilt, and hid motionless.

After a long time, she poked her head out and gasped for breath.

"Wandering god in the night, the great Yuanshi Tianzun..." she muttered to herself.

Vaguely, she understood that she had come into contact with a brand new world.

A dreamlike, bizarre world.

That handsome peer was proof that she had come into contact with the magical world.

Thinking wildly, she began to worry about Xiao Lan again.

That peer said he would solve this matter. She hoped he would keep his word.

She wondered if she would ever see him again. According to the development of romance novels, this is how the female lead and male lead get together. Zhu Hanjing fell into a deep sleep with a hint of anticipation.

A residential building in Jiangbei district.

A figure landed on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the quiet neighborhood in the night. His dark eyes scanned the residential buildings one by one, as if searching for something.

"Huh? There's no resentment aura. If a wraith has appeared within 24 hours, I should be able to sense its residual aura, but there's nothing here."

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his gaze, suspecting that there was no item here. Li Chunfeng's information collection was wrong, or someone had solved the wraith problem in advance.

To be safe, he would verify it again.

He spat out a mouthful of Taiyin power, which landed on the ground and transformed into an infant. The infant had chubby cheeks, dark, beady eyes, and a small mouth. Apart from its slightly illusory body, it was no different from a normal infant.

Zhang Yuanqing bent down and touched the head of the infant spirit, commanding:

"Find the treasure!"

The little idiot understood its master's command. It said "Aba" and propped up its neck. Its head turned around like an antenna receiving signals. After a moment, it seemed to lock onto a target and quickly slid its limbs away, disappearing into the night.

Room 602, Building 8.

Yellow paper talismans were everywhere in the two-bedroom apartment. They were pasted on the walls, door frames, glass walls, and even a Bagua mirror was hung on the back of the security door.

In the dim bedroom, there was an altar by the window, with incense sticks and candles lit. Offerings of fruits and pastries were placed on the altar. What was enshrined on the altar was neither Buddha nor god, but a miniature coffin, twenty centimeters long. The coffin was as black as ink, exuding a gloomy and eerie aura. Its scale was like a toy, but it was more sinister than a real coffin.

A figure was kneeling under the altar, chanting something, but it was mumbled and unclear; it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

At this moment, a soft laugh echoed in the dim bedroom:

"Stop worshipping. If you worship any more, you'll lose your life."

The voice was extremely young.

The person in front of the altar trembled and jumped up reflexively, looking towards the source of the sound.

He saw a figure sitting on the sofa by the bed at some unknown time.

He was wearing a T-shirt and light pants. His figure was tall and straight, vaguely a young man.

"Who are you? How did you get in here? Are you tired of living?" The middle-aged man regained his composure. Backed by the altar, he was not afraid and questioned sternly.

"Don't worry about how I got in here. Look at your face, so pale that it has no blood. You're about to die soon. Of course, I will... I'll ask you questions next. Please answer them truthfully." Zhang Yuanqing leaned lazily against the sofa. "The strange knocking sounds in Jiangbei district were your doing, right? Don't deny it. I even know how you did it."

He pointed to the miniature coffin. "There's a ghost being raised inside, right?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he said sharply:

"Who exactly are you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man on the sofa's brow light up with golden paint, which quickly covered his entire cheek. The golden radiance illuminated the dim bedroom.

Then, the golden face was quickly streaked with black and red, outlining a dignified and majestic facial mask.

"Answer me!" the majestic golden face asked in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man's heart twitched violently, almost stopping.

"Please, Great God, appear and kill the enemy!"

The middle-aged man's knees buckled and he knelt down, kowtowing towards the coffin.

Blackness surged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes as he scrutinized the coffin.

"Please, Great God, appear and kill the enemy!"

The middle-aged man continued to kowtow, his voice becoming a little urgent.

In the past, as long as he kowtowed, the "Great God" in the coffin would definitely appear to fulfill his request, but today, for some reason, the Great God in the coffin did not respond.

This was an unprecedented phenomenon.

"How embarrassing. It seems a little afraid of me." Zhang Yuanqing stared at him, his voice loud and intimidating:

"Answer my question, or die!"

"He... he's one of us, someone with magical abilities, and stronger than me..." The middle-aged man quickly thought in his mind, weighing the pros and cons, and chose to cooperate:

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where did the coffin come from?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the altar.

"I picked it up at my doorstep. About three days ago, I saw it appear at the door. At the time, I thought it was very ominous and kicked it away. In the evening, I heard someone knocking on the door. I opened the door to check, but I didn't see anyone. I found that it had returned to my doorstep. I picked it up and wanted to throw it into the trash can downstairs..." The middle-aged man said, his pale face showing excitement and fear:

"But when I picked it up, I suddenly felt that it had a mind and could communicate with me. I suddenly understood its use."

"What use? To scare people by knocking on doors?" Zhang Yuanqing sneered.

"Knocking on doors was just me doing an experiment. It's a magical artifact that can drive ghosts. You're one of us, you should understand what I mean. I can control it to do anything..." The middle-aged man angrily retorted, seemingly very annoyed that someone was belittling the coffin.

"But it takes time to worship it. The longer I worship, the more I feel like I'm truly becoming its master."

"No, you're dying."

"After you completely control this magical artifact, what will you do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Of course, I'll do something more meaningful." The middle-aged man's pale face showed greed, and his eyes were secretly filled with madness.

His mental state was already abnormal. His energy was leaking very seriously. He would die in three days at most. Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, and the middle-aged man immediately froze in place, falling into a hallucination.

Zhang Yuanqing got up, walked to the altar, and reached out to the coffin.

The miniature black coffin trembled violently, as if resisting, as if in fear, but in the end it chose to submit, allowing this powerful Star Lord to control it.

《Invincible Starts From Offering Sacrifices to the Ancestral Master》

【Name: Evil Spirit Coffin】
【Type: Coffin】
【Function: Spirit Control】
【Introduction: After a powerful witch and Gu master died, he was refined into an Yin object and sealed in a coffin, becoming a usable evil spirit. By using one's own energy as a sacrifice to pray to it, the coffin will send out evil spirits to fulfill the requester's requests.】
【Note: It is constantly emitting malice.】

After reading the item information and understanding the function and cost of this item, Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood the reason for the middle-aged man's weakness.

This guy was not a Lingjing Xingzhe (Spirit Wanderer) and could not see the item information, so he could only rely on the feedback he received after becoming the item's owner to experiment with the item's specific effects.

Knocking on doors was him experimenting with the item's function, but because he would be extremely weak after each sacrifice and needed to rest, he did not experiment today.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing had not sensed the resentment aura.

He was a very cautious guy who didn't immediately use the item to satisfy his desires. Unfortunately, the item was too evil. An ordinary person would lose all their energy within a week of touching it. Zhang Yuanqing put the coffin into his inventory and called the Queen, asking her to clean up the mess.

Only then did he remove the Military Soul Mask.

In the following time, he would become an erratic and irritable madman. It was best to stay away from the crowd.

In the following six days, Zhang Yuanqing used the Treasure Hunting ability of Xiao Doubi (Little Rascal) while cooperating with the official collection of cases and intelligence, traveling around Songhai, San Zhuang Province, and Jiangnan Province.

To this end, he specially requisitioned the Queen's car, driving non-stop for twenty-four hours in the city, speeding on the highway, and bumping along in the countryside.

He dared not stop for even a moment, rushing to the next destination after solving one thing. In six days, he collected 4 Saint-level items and 8 Extraordinary-level items, totaling 12 items.

His efficiency was higher than that of the official Xingzhe (Spirit Wanderer) of the major branches.

This was because his strength was strong enough, and he had enough items. He could directly brute force his way through events that official teams and even deacons needed to carefully investigate and explore.

On the other hand, he had the treasure hunting skills of Xiao Doubi (Little Rascal), which could help him find treasures within a few miles.

Lingjing Xingzhe (Spirit Wanderer) usually kept items in their inventory. Only those lucky ones who picked up items would carry them with them. Those items that had not been picked up and were temporarily covered in dust were the same.

Xiao Doubi (Little Rascal) almost always found one.

At the last stop, he drove to Jinshan City and parked in front of the Wuhen Hotel.

In the six days, Xiao Yuan had not provided him with any clues about items. This was normal. It was difficult for non-official personnel to lock onto items in just a few days.

The items that had been causing trouble had already been taken away. Secondly, her channels were limited, and her range of action was at most Jinshan City.

Zhang Yuanqing came to Wuhen Hotel mainly because he was passing by and thought of sleeping here and seeing Xiao Yuan.

He hadn't seen Xiao Yuan for a while since the Zhang Shu incident.

Online meeting room.

The elders of the Xieshi Branch, Songhai Branch, and Hangzhou Branch held a short meeting on the collection of items.