Chapter 153

Although he often complained about the Demon Lord's rotten crotch, his being a prolific breeder who slept with any pretty woman, Zhang Yuanqing harbored deep apprehension and fear towards the Demon Lord. His character card "originated from the Demon Lord" and was part of the Demon Lord's legacy. He was a beneficiary and therefore didn't want to see the Demon Lord alive. A dead Demon Lord was a good Demon Lord.

Just imagine, if the Demon Lord was still alive, would he have given the Taiyin fragments in his character card, the electronic watch of unknown use, and all his props to an irrelevant person?

Apart from the Demon Lord's widows, Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have inherited everything from him. If the Demon Lord didn't die, his doomsday would come.

Therefore, in the past few months, Zhang Yuanqing had been constantly worried about "whether the Demon Lord was truly dead or not." This was a very sensitive question that scared him from time to time, making him think over and over again. It was almost becoming a knot in his heart.

Now, talking about Taiyin restraining the stars, Zhang Yuanqing inevitably started to become suspicious again. "That's not right..."

After a moment of panic, Zhang Yuanqing thought of a detail. The Taiyi Sect Leader publicly announced that the characteristic of the Demon Lord's successor was a "black round moon." Others didn't know what the "black round moon" represented, but the strongest Night Walker must know.

He knew that the Demon Lord had Taiyin fragments, yet he still dared to assert that the Demon Lord was dead, which meant that the Demon Lord was really dead. There was no need for the Taiyi Sect Leader to spread false information to deceive his own people. What good would that do him?

"Speaking of which, this strongest Night Walker of this era has always been very low-key, even less active than the leader of Dark Night Rose. He doesn't seem like a Star Lord who is good at planning."

"Uh, how could I sense the plans of such a figure? It would be strange if I could. Silence and stillness are the most terrifying." Zhang Yuanqing muttered inwardly. So far, he hadn't heard of anyone who could survive after the character card was detached.

"Well, King of Fear should have experience in this area of character card abnormalities. I'll test him when I have time." Zhang Yuanqing regained his thoughts, interrupted Fu Qingyang and Wei Lingjun's impatience, and said, "Boss, I want to connect Elder Hongying and the Void Sect to deal with the Pure Yang Sect Leader together. What do you think?" Fu Qingyang gave his opinion almost without hesitation, "Yes!"

"Hongying is in charge of this matter, and Gao Feng is challenging him. The Southern Sect will agree." Zhang Yuanqing suspiciously made a sound of "Hmm~."

Fu Qingyang explained, "Elder Hongying has a righteous personality and a very high moral bottom line. Elder Gao Feng is gentle and honest, with weak aggressiveness. It is unlikely that they will do anything underhanded. Among the Taiyi Sect's elders, Elder Sun and Elder Hongying are the most gentle and honest. The other elders are all ambitious and cunning, with flexible moral bottom lines. They would definitely be able to 'use the Pure Yang Sect Leader as bait to kill the Void Sect's elders'."

Zhang Yuanqing understood, nodding while a new worry arose in his heart: "Then wouldn't Elder Hongying and Elder Gao Feng also be in danger of being double-crossed by the Southern Sect?" Fu Qingyang raised the corner of his mouth, "If it weren't for Elder Gao Feng, I wouldn't suggest you facilitate the cooperation."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned at first, and then he understood that Elder Gao Feng, who was generally poor, possessed absolute defense. It was extremely difficult to trick and kill him, so the Void Sect wouldn't do something that wasn't worth it.

Although Fu Qingyang's talent was questionable, he was a genius when it came to playing tricks. Zhang Yuanqing sighed inwardly.

Inside the antique Buddhist hall, sandalwood incense curled upwards. The little fatty put his hands together and said, "Master, if you break through to the Demigod level, will the Sect Leader take action against you?"

"I cannot give you an answer." The deep cyan back was sitting in meditation day after day, conveying a vague, low, and suppressed painful response.

"…Cannot give me an answer…" The little fatty frowned slightly upon hearing this answer.

Master Wuhen's words could be interpreted in two ways. First, he didn't have confidence in reaching the Demigod level. Second, the Sect Leader might be dissatisfied but might not want to make an enemy for no reason. Since there was no direct conflict between the two, Master Wuhen didn't know whether it would attract the Sect Leader's malice.

"At least it's not the worst news!" The little fatty felt slightly relieved and then asked, "Are you really only one step away from becoming a Demigod? I heard from Bei Yue that you haven't committed any killings for so many years."

Not committing killings meant that the "performance appraisal" every year wouldn't be met, and secondly, some high-difficulty challenge-type instances couldn't be cleared if one didn't kill enemies, regardless of which faction they were in.

Master Wuhen's ethereal and low voice echoed. "In the early years, I always used teleportation props to forcibly leave the Lingjing, actively downgrading. As my hidden score slowly decreased, high-level Lingjing gradually left me. "Low-level Lingjing are mostly non-death types, which do not require killing. Occasionally, I would also clear gang instances to accumulate experience to offset the annual slaughter missions."

"Holding back his level…" The little fatty couldn't help but be awestruck.

Holding back one's level was not difficult in the Extraordinary and Saint stages, but this was the first time he had heard of it in the Ruler stage.

This evil Ruler in front of him had been holding back his level for twenty years in order not to commit killings. It couldn't be easy to hold back one's level in Ruler-level instances. There must have been many life-and-death crises during that time.

As an evil profession, this behavior could be described as "great." "Your virtue is admirable and makes me ashamed." The little fatty bowed and left the hall.

Fu Jia Bay.

Zhang Yuanqing left the study and returned to the small apartment villa next door. In the living room, the Bunny Girl was cleaning. In the small bedroom on the first floor, Li Chunfeng was typing on the keyboard. On the dining table were two computers, but the Queen and Silver Moon Princess were nowhere to be seen.

"Where are they?"

Zhang Yuanqing pointed his mouth at the computer and asked.

"The Queen and the Princess went to the 격투 studio next door to practice." The Bunny Girl said softly.

"Oh, that's rare." Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised.

The Queen was hardworking, but not hardworking enough. She would do her homework, and her business ability was okay, but she was definitely not the kind of person who worked hard. In Fu Qingyang's words, she was just another piece of trash.

The Bunny Girl hesitated for a moment and whispered, "They were originally playing games, but the Princess didn't know what she said to the Queen. She burst into tears and said that Guan Ya had defiled her man and she wanted to fight Guan Ya."

The corner of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. "And then Guan Ya went to the 격투 studio too?"

"No, after the Queen went upstairs, she didn't know what she said to Guan Ya. When she came down, she was full of anger and dragged the Princess to practice 격투." The Bunny Girl looked at Zhang Yuanqing and covered her mouth to giggle.

"Although I don't have Insight, your face clearly says 'Congratulations on breaking your virginity'." Zhang Yuanqing nodded and went straight upstairs.

He pushed open Guan Ya's door and smelled a strong fragrance in the air. Looking at the messy bed covered with marks from waking up this morning, the sheets and duvet cover had been replaced with clean and tidy ones.

The first woman in his life was sitting at her desk, wearing a black skirt and a fish-white T-shirt, reading a strategy guide for an instance.

On the balcony outside the bedroom, sheets and duvet covers were swaying in the wind.

"You're back. Have you eaten?" Guan Ya stared at the computer screen without turning her head. She seemed a little embarrassed and shy. Had she not adapted to this relationship yet?

Zhang Yuanqing was different. As a young man who had just tasted love, he was now full of desire and wanted more. "What did you say to the Queen? I heard that she was thinking wildly and dragged the Princess to 격투."

"I said…" Guan Ya, having talked about her field of expertise, smiled and looked over. "Virgin chicken is really delicious."

"I agree. I also think the fresh seafood tastes delicious and tender." Zhang Yuanqing walked to the desk, leaned over, gently held his girlfriend's crystal-clear earlobe, and said with a smile, "Guan Ya, I want to enter the Immortal Nest."

The best thing about having a girlfriend who likes to tell dirty jokes is that you can speak freely when flirting.

"No way!" Guan Ya was still a fake driver who had just touched the steering wheel despite getting a perfect score in the subject. Remembering last night's profoundness and the repetition of day after day, she instinctively tightened her legs and let out a short, low cry.

"I suddenly regret finding a Scorpio as a boyfriend. Scorpio and Night Walker, feared by people and hated by ghosts."

Zhang Yuanqing bent down, put his arms under her thighs, picked her up, and placed her on the desk. Guan Ya resisted desperately, bent her legs, and used her knees to hold his chest in a delaying tactic.

"Last night's battle was fierce, and I'm out of ammunition and exhausted. I need to recuperate urgently. Tonight at midnight, the two armies will fight again—to decide the winner." Zhang Yuanqing pushed aside the two big white pythons with his waist and hummed, "We should take advantage of the remaining courage to pursue the defeated enemy, and not seek fame like Xiang Yu."

Guan Ya had no choice but to wrap her arms around his waist.

격투 studio. "Huff, huff, huff…"

The Queen, dripping with sweat, slumped to the ground. Her hair was wet and stuck to her face. She was panting heavily, painfully shaking her sore wrists.

Her charming and bright face had many bruises, and the left half of her face was slightly swollen. Although Silver Moon Princess had been very cautious, the gap between the two was too great, and accidental injuries were unavoidable.

"Are you feeling better?" Silver Moon Princess calmly took out a small speaker from her pocket.

"A little better, but this way of diverting attention is not a long-term solution. I'm starting to feel sad again," the Queen said with a pout. "Although I can still work hard and try to become the mistress and get rid of Guan Ya, Yuan Shi is still a virgin! You know how tempting the first kill of a boy who is destined to be a legendary figure in the future is? Damn Guan Ya, what virtues and abilities does she have, boohoo…"

Silver Moon Princess's妖异 and beautiful face was like a delicate doll, and her expressionless expression was just like her mood at this time. She held the small speaker and said, "If I were you, I would encourage Xie Lingxi to seduce Yuan Shi Tianzun. If he doesn't take the bait, it means that he is devoted and there is no opportunity. Then you better give up the idea of becoming the mistress. Guan Ya will only hate Xie Lingxi.

"If he takes the bait, then it means that you also have a chance. Then seduce him and try to get pregnant first. Whoever gives birth to the grandson, whoever is favored!"

"I just want to poach someone, not become a concubine for Yuan Shi. Princess, don't use the feudal dynasty's concept on the present." The Queen撇 said. Stealing a girlfriend's boyfriend is a normal operation, but she can't agree to sharing a husband with her girlfriend. The Queen's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've thought of a way to relieve my depression. I'm going to tell Xie Lingxi about this." The happiest thing for unlucky people is to see others also unlucky.

After speaking, she propped herself up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up her phone, and sent a text message to Xie Lingxi: "Lingxi, Guan Ya slept with Yuan Shi in the two days you weren't here. It's hateful!"

Xie Family.

In front of the mourning hall, Xie Lingxi held three incense sticks, stood between her parents, and bowed to her young and prematurely deceased distant cousin. The family members of Xie Lingzhou were grief-stricken and silent.

Sending off a black-haired person as a white-haired person, Xie Lingxi could understand the grief in the hearts of the family members. However, as a distant relative, Xie Lingxi did not have much sadness except for唏嘘. But her mother said that she must show sadness in the mourning hall, so that she would not be rude. After all, they were a family and could not be too indifferent.

The main reason why her mother would say such things, besides her soft and kind appearance, was that Xie Lingzhou was a嫡系 member of the Xie family, even though he was a distant cousin.

In the Xie family, as long as it was the bloodline of the ancestor, it was嫡系. Xie Lingxi's great-grandfather and Xie Lingzhou's great-grandfather were brothers, and they were both sons of the ancestor. In addition, Xie Lingzhou himself was a圣者-stage cultivator, so he had a high position among the younger generation of the family. Naturally, one must show the sadness and regret that one should show when a promising嫡系 member dies.

After inserting the incense sticks, Xie Lingxi's mother, a beautiful green tea, had already started to sob. "Lingzhou was such a good child, why did he leave? I really didn't expect it." Xie's mother said sadly.

Xie Lingzhou's mother suppressed her grief and went forward to comfort her helplessly.

"Susu, it's all fate. Don't be too sad. Sit inside." Xie Lingzhou's mother knew that the clan members were just doing their best to fulfill their obligations.

Xie's mother frequently winked at her daughter, but Xie Lingxi was unmoved. She really couldn't cry.

At this moment, Xie Lingxi felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She silently took out her phone and glanced at it, then silently put it back in her pocket. After a few seconds of numbness, she suddenly cried out, tears flowing down her face, looking extremely sad.

Both Xie mothers were startled. "Lingxi, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, I'm sad, I'm so sad…" Xie Lingxi knelt on the ground, raised her head, stretched her neck, and cried loudly. She cried sadly, crying heartbrokenly, crying tears like rain.

The family members and Xie clan members inside and outside the mourning hall cast surprised glances, moved by the crying. This heartfelt cry and tears could not be faked.

Xie Lingzhou's mother shed tears of relief for the first time. Even if it was faked, she was relieved that she cried to this point.

But seeing the jade dragon break into the secluded valley, Dai Mei frowned and whispered.

The sun set, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky golden red, as if God had casually splashed paint. The imparting of knowledge and the welcome in the room continued.

Guan Ya leaned back, her hands propped on the table, her head raised, her half-closed eyes charming and迷离, and a sweet sound that was difficult to suppress drifted out of her small mouth from time to time. The soft light shone on her face, like a delicate crabapple flower.

Zhang Yuanqing thought she was extremely beautiful. She had never been so beautiful in the past. This was the most moving charm and joy revealed after a woman opened her heart to you.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing's body stiffened, his gluteus maximus suddenly tightened, and he trembled. Guan Ya also tightened her delicate and plump body, motionless. After the injection was completed, he leaned over and hugged Guan Ya, gently biting her earlobe, and whispered, "Sister Guan Ya, you're so good."

Guan Ya was soft all over and softly "hmm" said.

"You're so beautiful." Guan Ya嗯said again.

"You're so comfortable."

Guan Ya hit him.

After resting for a few minutes, Guan Ya嫌弃 wiped off the saliva from her face and neck and said to him, "I'm going to take a shower."

Pushing him away, her long skirt fell and she walked to the bathroom with a swaying gait. She once again realized that the swordsman's physical fitness was comprehensively stronger than the star officer, but in terms of battery life, ten Guan Yas would eventually become a Wo Ya.

"Let's wash together." Zhang Yuanqing, who had not finished his interest, proposed to wash in the鸳鸯bath. Guan Ya's face changed slightly, and she said angrily, "If you dare to come in, I will chop off your… I'll just inject you with life source liquid later."

The life source liquid is used like this? Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, considering that he was indeed a bit excessive in his demands, and it was not in line with sustainable development to fatigue the beauty, so he said, "Okay."

"Actually, I can use the mountain god's authority to relieve your pain, and then you will be responsible for solving my problems and消强the price. This kind of recycling is also a kind of sustainable development." Zhang Yuanqing's mind flashed with this骚 operation that would cause a broken waist, but he did not dare to mention it, for fear of being beaten by Guan Ya.

Guan Ya entered the bathroom, and a dozen seconds later, the sound of the shower head came. Zhang Yuanqing, who was in a wise time, took out his mobile phone, opened the chat software, and found two unread messages.

One was from Kou Bei Yue: "The Void Sect agreed to meet in Jinshan City tomorrow night, but there are two conditions: you can only bring the Taiyi Sect's Yin Ji with you; second, you need a knight's professional prop of extremely high grade. The location will be told to you tomorrow night."

One was sent by Sun Miaomiao: "I have compiled all the Night Walker lists from 1990 to 2000, including their current situation. Many people have returned to the Lingjing. Due to time constraints, I can only briefly summarize their lives and cannot list detailed resumes for you. The workload is too great."

"Miaomiao is really reliable in doing things, and she even attached biographical facts!" Zhang Yuanqing smiled. "Thank you, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner later. You'll always be this Heavenly Venerate's little baby."

Sun Miaomiao呸and ignored him.

Zhang Yuanqing deleted the above two chat messages, retained the attachment sent by Sun Miaomiao, and扣开 Guan Ya's notebook — which was thrown on the corner of the desk when they were doing things just now.

He skillfully entered the notebook password, opened the computer version of the chat software, and downloaded the attachment.

ps: I will correct the typos after updating.