Chapter 156 Nightmare Upgrade

"Holy crap!" Zhang Yuanqing shuddered, immediately realizing the seriousness of the matter.

The reason why today's Lingjing Xingzhe (Spirit Realm Walkers) are willing to abide by the rules is largely because their morality score restricts their bold ideas.

Even the most heinous evil professions have to consider the consequences of their morality score dropping below sixty, thus only daring to cause subtle, small-scale disturbances, instead of being wanton and reckless.

It can be said that the stability of modern society and the ability to conceal the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe from the general public are crucial to the existence of morality scores.

Just imagine, if there were super-powered people causing chaos everywhere, even the imperial court wouldn't be able to hide it.

Getting back to the main point, the orderly and evil factions are constantly fighting, but generally get along peacefully, also because of the existence of morality scores.

Otherwise, the evil professions would have too many options.

And now, an ancient powerhouse of a high-level You Shen (Night Wanderer), who also practices the spells of an Illusionist, has no moral constraints. It's terrifying to think about it.

The ancient tomb incident has escalated again. He must inform Fu Qingyang as soon as possible and let him pass the news to the Hangzhou branch, or even headquarters.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"Niangniang, what is your Shizun's (teacher) specific level?"

San Dao Shan Niangniang (Three Dao Mountain Goddess) parted her red lips slightly: "Jin Wu (Golden Crow)!"

Ruler... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, without any more illusions.

Invincible in the world during the Northern Song Dynasty, a disciple of the same Jin Wu, leading the entire sect to encircle and suppress him, paying a heavy price to seal him. Such combat power could not be a Saint, but must be a Ruler!

San Dao Shan Niangniang said:

"Don't worry too much, he has been sealed for thousands of years and is extremely weak. He won't be able to cause any trouble for the time being. He should choose to lie dormant and secretly recover."

"He can still recover? Isn't there no spiritual energy in the real world?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

San Dao Shan Niangniang glanced at him:

"But there are Lingjing Xingzhe, like you, a Xingguan (Star Official), or Illusionists. The spiritual energy in your bodies is the best nourishment. With enough nourishment, he can recover quickly."

Isn't this the cannibalistic evil art from the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty? The primary target of the Chunyang (Pure Yang) Sect Leader is Illusionists and Night Wanderers... Zhang Yuanqing felt heavy.

San Dao Shan Niangniang added another blow:

"Shizun hates me to the bone and will definitely take revenge. You used the Vajra Pestle in front of him, which means you have been targeted by him. Be careful in the future."

...Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze. He thought that exposing his identity as a descendant of the Demon Lord wasn't such a big deal.

The evil organization is targeting me, and the ancient demon is targeting me. I am truly an enemy of the world.

Seeing the young man, who had been so pleasant to talk to, suddenly lose color, San Dao Shan Niangniang's lips curved up:

"You are already burdened with karma, one more won't make a difference."

On her usually cold face, there was a rare hint of mischievousness.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, "Niangniang, my companion who lives next door has also been to the ancient tomb. Please allow me to go see her."

Hearing this, the old *bangzi* (a derogatory term for old women) turned her gaze to the wall, and a dreamy starlight appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes. After a moment, she retracted her gaze and said:

"No need, she hasn't been taken over."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

He didn't think that the old *siji* (veteran driver, referring to Guan Ya) would be taken over either, because swordsmen have a passive skill called "Iron Will," which means their willpower is firm and their mental strength is strong. And the Chunyang Sect Leader is in a weak state, so it's unlikely that he could take over Guan Ya.

In addition, on the way back, he and Guan Ya were sitting in the back row, and while the Queen and the little green tea were not paying attention, Zhang Yuanqing didn't hesitate to grope the old *siji*'s buttocks and thighs.

If the Chunyang Sect Leader had taken over Guan Ya, the dignified Sect Leader would be molested by a young brat like that... Guan Ya could tolerate it, but the Sect Leader couldn't.

His anxiety just now was from the perspective of a lover, an instinctive worry, not based on reason.

At this time, the old *bangzi* asked:

"Do you know the Demon Lord?"

As soon as she said this, she noticed that the young man's breathing suddenly became rapid, but quickly calmed down.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:

"The Demon Lord is a lecherous person, committing all kinds of evil deeds such as rape and plunder. Although this junior has never met him, I have heard of his notoriety. Yes, the person Bai Lan saw at the beginning was the Demon Lord."

Hearing Yuan Shi Tianzun (Celestial Worthy of the Primordial Beginning) evaluate the Demon Lord like this, San Dao Shan Niangniang remembered the reaction of Princess Yin Yao at the time, and her face sank.

After hearing the second half of the sentence, the old *bangzi* raised her eyebrows and said, "It's him? What is your relationship with him?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:

"This junior has no relationship with the Demon Lord. Moreover, the person Bai Lan saw was not the Demon Lord, but someone disguised as the Demon Lord. The real Demon Lord has already died, with the endorsement of a League Leader-level Lingjing Xingzhe, it should be true."

The old *bangzi* nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She said:

"Let your current world's official issue a wanted warrant. It's best to capture him before the Chunyang Sect Leader recovers. You must be cautious and careful in your actions. He won't let you go. I know his methods very well. When he recovers most of his strength, he will definitely find you. And, he will definitely be able to find you."

Are you just letting me take the blame like this? Zhang Yuanqing felt chills in his heart after hearing her words.

"If you discover the traces of the Chunyang Sect Leader, notify me immediately," San Dao Shan Niangniang said in a deep voice, "If Shizun doesn't die, I won't be able to sleep or eat in peace."

After speaking, just as she was about to return to the Spirit Realm, Zhang Yuanqing stopped her, "Wait... Niangniang, although this junior holds an official position, I am as poor as a church mouse and love the people like my own children. I can't do things like embezzlement, corruption, and extortion."

San Dao Shan Niangniang frowned and said:

"Speak properly!"

Zhang Yuanqing: "The materials for summoning you are too expensive. I can't afford them, and the imperial court won't reimburse me every time."

San Dao Shan Niangniang was stunned. She had become accustomed to eating wind and drinking dew and traveling the world since she was promoted to Jin Wu, and she had long regarded gold and silver as dung. She had forgotten that Yuan Shi Tianzun was in the current world, where everything was inseparable from money.

She pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Do you have any ancient books on cultivation from the Chunyang Sect that you obtained in the Sealed Demon Land?"

"Yes, I do!"

"In the Taiyin Lian Shen Pian (Great Yin Refining Spirit Chapter), there is a talisman called 'Po Sha Fu (Evil-Breaking Talisman),' which is an advanced talisman that draws upon the power of the sun. I will teach you the skills to draw the talisman. In the future, you can use the power of the sun in the Vajra Pestle to create Po Sha Fu, which can be exchanged for some money," she said.

I'm going to get rich... Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and bowed his head, "Thank you, Niangniang!"

She nodded in satisfaction and asked again:

"When will you enter the Spirit Realm again?"

"Within half a month."

The old *bangzi* pondered for a few seconds: "I will give you a few summoning scrolls. In the future, when you return to the current world, you can use them to summon me."

Alas... Zhang Yuanqing felt a pang of reluctance in his heart, "This junior understands."

The Vajra Pestle must be returned after all. He couldn't occupy her yang spirit and not return it. If the old *bangzi* was a demon or heretic, he might have kept the Vajra Pestle for himself.

But this cold Niangniang was unexpectedly upright and treated him quite well.

Both emotionally and rationally, he had to return it. Fortunately, the old *bangzi* didn't break off this karma and agreed to give him the parchment.

At the break of dawn, Zhang Yuanqing sat at his desk and stretched.

On the table was a stack of thick yellow talismans, with smooth spiritual inscriptions and a coherent brushstroke, possessing an unspeakable Dao rhythm. These were the talismans drawn by the old *bangzi*.

The trash can was filled with crumpled yellow paper, with crooked and twisted red strokes. These were Zhang Yuanqing's drafts.

He practiced all night and didn't have a single successful piece.

There were a few that were almost successful, but in the end, they were all ruined by Zhang Yuanqing's tremor, rendering the entire talisman useless. This made the young genius of the Five Elements Alliance very frustrated.

But the old *bangzi* said with emotion that ancient cultivators took three years to master the basics of drawing talismans, while the Spirit Realm directly grants you the talent of spiritual inscriptions. In a few days to half a month, you can master an advanced talisman.

"For ancient cultivators, cultivation is a lifelong endeavor, with slow progress, so they have a lot of time to study their own abilities and develop various spells. But for Lingjing Xingzhe, there is a dungeon every month, and a solo dungeon with life-and-death crises every three months. Surviving is already exhausting, so where is there time to study spells?"

Therefore, contemporary Lingjing Xingzhe, with good talent, can become a powerhouse in just a few years.

But ancient cultivators who practiced hard for half their lives may only be Saints, and this is even when the spiritual energy of the world is not thin.

But the mortality rate of ancient cultivators is not high, while the mortality rate of Lingjing Xingzhe is very high. After a few years, the middle and lower-level "geniuses" may have been replaced.

There are gains and losses.

Putting the yellow talismans back into the drawer, Zhang Yuanqing pinched his brow and once again felt a headache for the Chunyang Sect Leader.

"You Shen is already a top-tier profession. The Chunyang Sect Leader also knows many fancy spells and also cultivates the skills of the Illusionist profession. And the Illusionist is also a top-tier profession. Plus, he is possessed by a heart demon, crazy and erratic, and has no bottom line in his actions..."

Zhang Yuanqing thought, who can withstand this?!

"Anyway, I can't withstand it. I'll report it to Fu Qingyang. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Let the elders worry about it. Hmm, but I am also very dangerous. It's equivalent to bearing part of the karma for the old *bangzi*. The benefit is that the entanglement between her and me has deepened."

The deeper the karma entanglement, the harder it is to sever the relationship. For example, if it weren't for the Chunyang Sect Leader's matter, the karma between him and the old *bangzi* would most likely have ended after returning the Vajra Pestle.

But with the Chunyang Sect Leader's matter, don't even think about severing the relationship in the short term.

He got up from the table and transformed into a dreamy starlight, disappearing from the bedroom.

Lost Voice Village.

Inside the ancient tomb in the mountains, in the main tomb chamber, a golden light pierced through the surface and shone into the dim underground palace.

"Princess, Princess, that old hag is here again!"

The Yin Jade doll placed in the niche shouted crisply and fell over with a thud.

The ghost mirror and silver rouge box in the adjacent niches trembled.

Princess Yin Yao floated out of the jade coffin and stood by, looking at the San Dao Shan Niangniang slowly descending in the golden light, and said respectfully:

"Shizun! You went to the current world?"

"That, that man who summoned you, is he Yuan Shi Tianzun?"

San Dao Shan Niangniang landed slowly, the golden light dissipated, and she nodded:

"Indeed!"

Before Princess Yin Yao could "speak," the old *bangzi* said coldly: "Do you still have any unfinished business here?"

Princess Yin Yao's pale face was stunned, "What does Shizun mean by this?"

The old *bangzi* said:

"Within half a month, I will find a way for you to leave the Spirit Realm and serve Yuan Shi Tianzun. I owe him a favor. He will soon be in danger, and you must protect him. I will not hold you accountable for the matter of the jade coffin."

Princess Yin Yao stood there dumbfounded.

Fu Family Bay.

At the break of dawn, at 5:30 AM, half an hour before the bunny girls started working, Zhang Yuanqing went directly to the front of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

Fu Qingyang has a bad habit: his young master disease is too serious and his rules are strict. The bunny girls are afraid to disturb him during rest hours, fearing a scolding.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to make things difficult for them either.

The bunny girls, who lived in the guest rooms on the same floor, sleepily opened their doors and peeked out. When they saw that it was Yuan Shi Tianzun, they silently shrank back.

A dozen seconds later, the door to the master bedroom opened automatically, and a human-shaped puppet wearing armor stood "coldly and ruthlessly" at the door, saying in a voice that said, "I really want to beat you to death":

"Why didn't you call?"

We're right next door. It's faster to sneak over... Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, I've met Niangniang. I have important news to report."

The tone that said, "I really want to beat you to death," changed to, "I'll listen first and then consider whether or not to beat you to death," and said:

"Come in! Wait in the outer hall."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door was a spacious outer hall, with high-end reception sofas and coffee tables in the center, and cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and potted plants along the walls. On the other side was a display shelf with antiques and porcelain. Facing the bedroom door was a bay window, with a large desk in front of it.

The outer hall could also be regarded as a study, but Fu Qingyang rarely received subordinates here. It was probably used to receive relatives and friends.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down by the sofa. More than ten minutes later, Fu Qingyang, who had finished washing up and had his hair combed meticulously, wearing a clean formal suit, opened the door to the inner hall.

He's quite concerned about his image... Zhang Yuanqing slandered in his heart.

"What is it!" Fu Qingyang's face was cold.

Perhaps because he had been woken up by his phone calls too many times in the middle of the night, Fu Qingyang, although a little unhappy in his heart, felt that this kind of thing was normal...

Zhang Yuanqing didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point:

"Niangniang told me that the Chunyang Sect Leader is not dead..."

As soon as he finished half a sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face freeze, then his pupils shrank. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely solemn.

Fu Qingyang quickly entered a working state, and the displeasure in his heart dissipated. He strode to the sofa and sat down, staring intently at his trusted subordinate:

"Tell me everything she said in detail."

Zhang Yuanqing then told Fu Qingyang everything the old *bangzi* had said, word for word.

A Ruler-level You Shen, also practicing Illusionist skills, crazy and demonic, specializing in eating Lingjing Xingzhe, not bound by morality scores... Even Fu Qingyang, who was as confident as he was, was stunned for a few seconds, and then felt a little restless.

"The nature of this matter is enough to convene a meeting of the Ten Elders." Fu Qingyang's heroic eyebrows furrowed, "The Wine God Club incident has not been resolved yet, and now there is a Chunyang Sect Leader. This year is really a year of trouble."

He quickly got up and said, "I'm going to the study. Make yourself at home."

After speaking, he left the study in a hurry.

Alright, the hot potato has been thrown out... Zhang Yuanqing shifted the pressure to Fu Qingyang, and his body and mind immediately relaxed.

At 9:30 AM, Jiang Chen Apartment.

Wearing a baseball cap and mask, Zhang Yuanqing entered the building, took the elevator, and stopped in front of the anti-theft door of Room 608.

"Dong dong!"

He knocked on the door with his knuckles.

Soon, footsteps came from behind the door, and a hot blonde woman opened the door, asking in a foreign language, "Are you Mr. Yuan Shi?"

Zhang Yuanqing responded in the same foreign language, "Yes, I am looking for Mr. Bill. I have an appointment with him." "He told me," the blonde woman stepped aside, making way.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the house, passed through the entrance hall, and saw Mr. Bill, a mature man, sitting on the luxurious sofa in the spacious living room, with a laptop on his knees, not sure if he was working or surfing the internet.

"Please sit down! Coffee or tea... oh, you like cola." Mr. Bill instructed the blonde woman to get coffee and pointed to the single sofa opposite.

"Where's Annie?" Zhang Yuanqing asked, looking around after sitting down.

This was a large apartment of nearly 200 square meters, decorated in a typical Western style.

"You may have misunderstood my relationship with Annie." Mr. Bill smiled and shook his head:

"She is my assistant, nothing more. Although I admit that Annie has a deadly attraction to men, my reason tells me that freedom is more important."

After a brief explanation, he didn't beat around the bush and said, "What do you want to buy this time?"

Zhang Yuanqing liked the foreign habit of getting straight to the point: "I want to buy sliding shoes."

He had two purposes for this visit: one was to buy sliding shoes, and the other was to buy materials for making talismans.

Of course, not Po Sha Fu, but materials for Peach Blossom Talismans, Disaster-Avoiding Talismans, Thunder Talismans, etc.

He planned to sell some of the Po Sha Fu, as well as the bronze cauldron.

The life-saving ability of the sliding shoes was too strong. If he was ambushed by the Chunyang Sect Leader in the future, having one more life-saving method would give him one more hope.

"Are you ready with 100 million?" Mr. Bill pondered for a few seconds:

"To be honest, even if you are willing to pay 100 million, I don't want to sell it. Money is certainly important, but when money accumulates to a certain level, its value is actually not high.

"We also have to consider the issue of inflation, but props don't, props will never inflate. Mr. Yuan Shi, if you can come up with a prop that satisfies me, I will consider it."