Chapter 1 The Devil Lord's Indulgence

The Devil Lord sneered,

"The erosion of the Fallen Holy Grail is getting stronger and stronger, and negative emotions are rising accordingly. I just chose lust as the outlet with the least cost, which is better than slaughtering mortals.

"Although I don't care about their life or death, it's not easy to accumulate merit points. Heh, in my current state, even if you get pregnant, it will be an illegitimate child. I might as well strangle it after it's born."

Teng'er's mother gasped and cursed, "You inhuman thing."

The bed and body seemed to become instruments, weaving a symphony of boiling blood in the midst of sweaty exertion.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head. The Devil Lord probably hadn't been promoted to Ruler at this time, right? His temperament had already degenerated to that of an evil profession.

He chose lust as the least costly among many negative emotions? Looking at it this way, the Devil Lord's later style of grabbing any passing female dog to have his way with was his own deliberate choice.

So, he still had some conscience.

Lust is indeed the least costly and least harmful, better than wanton destruction and slaughter.

"Fast forward!" Zhang Yuanqing urged.

The Cat King speaker obediently fast-forwarded the audio, and an hour of sex scene ended in ten minutes.

There was no gain from this audio.

The Cat King speaker actively entered the next segment. Zhang Yuanqing listened for a moment and, seeing that there was still no information he wanted, immediately said:

"I want information about Lingjun's mother."

Although the Cat King speaker was a transcendental item, it possessed self-awareness, and its spirituality was even higher than the rule-based item, Red Dancing Shoes.

Teng'er's mother's lewd cries paused, followed by a "buzzing" sound of electricity. After a moment, a new segment of audio began.

Only the Devil Lord could be heard saying:

"As expected, older women are more unforgettable. Aunt, dating you is the thing I look forward to most every month."

The woman sneered, "You're not one to sweet-talk. Saying nice things means you're up to no good."

Although her tone was bad, her voice was soft and weak, obviously having just been severely whipped.

The Devil Lord chuckled, "Even if I don't say sweet words, won't you still obediently lie on the bed and let me play with you? By the way, do you still remember your ill-fated older sister? She said she discovered a huge secret. Heh, if she didn't want you to know, she wouldn't have told you at all."

The woman was silent for a few seconds, her tone no longer coquettish and lazy, and said, "I really don't know, and she didn't give me any hints."

The Devil Lord said, "Maybe the hint was given to you a long time ago, but you didn't notice it. Recall all the information about her, especially after that phone call."

The woman was silent again, not speaking for a full two minutes. The speaker was silent, with only light breathing.

"I, I seem to have guessed a little..." the woman said uncertainly.

"After that phone call, my sister later told me again that what happened that day was a joke. She talked to me a lot about our seemingly gentle but extremely utilitarian father, our indifferent, Buddhist elder brother, and the primeval forest where we lived when we were young. She even mentioned our planting competition when we were young. Our family would hold a 'cultivation' and 'breeding' competition every year, using different methods to raise the same plants and animals, and the results would be completely different.

"I always lost to my sister every year. The spiritual plants and spiritual beasts she raised were stronger than mine. I used to suspect that my father was biased and secretly gave her special treatment. I really wanted to know her cultivation method, but my sister just wouldn't tell me.

"But that day, she took the initiative to tell me the cultivation method."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's spirits lifted. Now that he had the seed and knew the whereabouts of the cultivation method, the secret of that year was right in front of him.

The Devil Lord frowned, "Cultivation method? What does this have to do with the secret she discovered?"

The woman said, "I don't know either."

The Devil Lord asked, "What is the cultivation method?"

"It's useless to tell you, only a Wood Sprite can understand and control it." The woman was obviously unwilling to say.

The Devil Lord snorted coldly. After a moment, the "creaking" sound of the bed being pressured sounded rhythmically, followed by the woman's melodious moans.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to listen to the sex scene anymore and ordered, "I want to hear the cultivation method."

The Cat King speaker stopped the audio and remained silent for a long time.

Did that mean Teng'er's mother hadn't told the Devil Lord, so the Cat King speaker didn't have it? Zhang Yuanqing was a little disappointed. It seemed that he had to meet this legendary "aunt."

"Before going to the dungeon, I have to unravel this secret."

Zhang Yuanqing, maintaining his "concealed" state, picked up his phone, but found that his phone was also concealed and had no signal.

But he didn't dare to解除夜游 (Jiechu Yeyou, undo Night Wander), because if he lost the protection of concealment, he might be discovered by the Lord of Taiyin.

After thinking for a few seconds, he came up with a compromise. He opened a book, picked up a pen, and wrote furiously: "Contact Miao Teng'er, I want to see her mother. The time is tomorrow morning. Miao Teng'er's contact information: 189"

Tomorrow morning, the cooldown time for the Yata Mirror would be over.

He tore off the paper, summoned Little Doubi, and stroked its sparse downy hair:

"Go find Mommy."

Little Doubi, with a light piece of paper on its head, quickly slid its limbs and "crashed" through the wall to leave.

Hopefully, this compromise can hide it from Stargazing. Alas, although I have become a Ruler, I haven't majored in Taiyin. This kind of thing that requires time to accumulate has no quick way to achieve it. It's a headache... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

The Pure Yang Sect's *Taiyin Refinement Scripture* is considered half a major in Taiyin. Why half? Because it cannot be rushed. All the cultivation methods of ancient cultivators emphasize gradual progress.

This is determined by the environment.

Only the Taiyi Sect's major in Taiyin can be "speeded up," but this speeding up is also relative. An ordinary Night Wanderer can enter the hall in five years from the beginning of Transcendence.

With Zhang Yuanqing's current level, with a high-level and top-down approach, it would probably take a few months to enter the hall, and if there was an increase in the power of the accompanying Spiritual Moon, one month would be enough.

While his thoughts were turning, Little Doubi climbed back with the note on its head.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the note and saw:

"No problem."

Done! Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, dispelled the matter of the "seed" from his mind, and then exited Night Wander.

"Snap!"

He snapped his fingers and disappeared into the bedroom as starlight.

Three minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, riding the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, landed in the front yard of Fu Qingyang's large villa under the cover of illusion.

——With Lian Sanyue's improved Craftsman's Ring, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's "sleepiness" has been significantly reduced, and short-distance flights will no longer result in a drop in prestige.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and went straight into the study, where he met Fu Qingyang.

Sitting behind the wide desk, Young Master Qian opened a drawer and took out a stack of printed materials:

"All the un-conquered A-level and above dungeons, as well as dungeons that can be teamed up, are here. Take a look first."

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward, took it, raised his butt, and sat unceremoniously on Young Master Qian's desk, and began to read the information.

Shu Mountain Southern Garden

Number: Difficulty Level: A

Type: Single Player (Death Type)

Main Quest: Deal with the strangeness enveloping the Southern Garden.

No. 45 Spirit Realm Introduction: The black smoke emanating from the main hall envelops the Southern Garden. The footsteps, laughter, and shouts in the black smoke... are sharper than the swordsman's weapons.

Black River Water Battle

Number: Difficulty Level: A

Type: Multiplayer (Death Type)

Main Quest: Annihilate the enemy.

No. 17 Spirit Realm Introduction: The Qin and Yan countries gathered millions of soldiers and launched a decisive battle on the Black River. The Qin country sent a peerless general known as the Human Butcher, vowing to destroy the country in one battle.

Fallen Monarch

Number: Difficulty Level: A

Type: Multiplayer (Death Type)

Main Quest: Character Quest.

No. 36 Spirit Realm Introduction: The Southern and Northern Dynasties have been opposed for a hundred years. In the Southern Dynasty, treacherous officials are in power, official corruption is rampant, and the national strength is declining. The Northern Dynasty has accumulated strength for thirty years and, after the autumn harvest, gathered the national forces and went south, conquering cities and seizing territories all the way to the Southern Dynasty's capital.

Fighting Alone

Number: Difficulty Level: S

Type: Single Player (Death Type)

Main Quest: Recover the Tribute to the Imperial Court.

No. 17 Spirit Realm Introduction: The army of the Western Regions barbarian country disguised themselves as bandits and looted the Tang Dynasty's mission. The chief envoy broke through with superb martial arts, but the accompanying treasures were robbed. The Tang Dynasty lost face and will surely die upon returning to the country. The soldiers under his command were lost. He is alone, and it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to get back the tribute. It is difficult to advance or retreat. Difficult, difficult, difficult.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully read the dungeon information and found that there were only seven un-conquered A-level and S-level dungeons in total. Only two dungeons could be entered with Transcendents and Saints.

One is A-level, and the other is S-level.

"The number is a bit small." He "tsk"-ed.

Fu Qingyang said lightly, "Entering the same dungeon at different stages is itself a special case."

A special case means scarcity. It's okay to earn a wave of benefits, but don't even think about making huge profits by relying on this "bug." Moreover, it's not certain whether it's a benefit or not.

First of all, the difficulty of this type of dungeon is very high, starting at A-level. Secondly, the tasks for Transcendents and Saints will be much easier, and the rewards they receive cannot be A-level rewards for the Ruler level dungeon, but the risks they bear are very high. After all, the upper limit of the dungeon's difficulty reaches the Ruler level.

The returning Saints want to enter the dungeon with Yuanshi because they value their ability to conquer dungeons at the Ruler level, which is equivalent to guaranteeing an A-level or S-level dungeon.

"Boss, I want to choose the 'Fallen Monarch' dungeon. I'm not confident about the S-level. The A-level has moderate difficulty and good rewards." Zhang Yuanqing chose the more stable A-level dungeon.

Moderate A-level difficulty. Fu Qingyang nodded: "I thought the same. By the way, Lingjun will also take a spot in this familiar team dungeon."

As he spoke, Young Master Qian revealed a hint of confusion: "Listening to his tone, he is full of fighting spirit. I don't know what he has encountered recently."

It's probably the wildfire of revenge for his mother burning fiercely in his heart... Zhang Yuanqing thought. It was also expected that even the laziest person would crave power when they learned that their mother might have been killed.

He just didn't know if it was a three-minute heat or a complete turnaround, a prodigal son returning.

Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone, aimed it at the Fallen Monarch dungeon, took a picture, and sent it to the gang group.

Yuanshi Tianzun: Everyone, get ready, enter the dungeon in two days.

Xie Lingxi: Ahhh, I can enter the dungeon with Brother Yuanshi again. I miss the Jinshui Amusement Park (shy).

Xie Lingxi and the Queen are also on the list to enter the dungeon. Both of them successfully advanced to Saint in the killing dungeon at the end of the year.

Hongjige: Fallen Monarch? Doesn't sound very auspicious. I'll go to worship the Buddha in these two days and ask for a fortune for everyone.

Xiahou Aotian: If you want to ask for a fortune, you can just find me.

Sun Miaomiao: Xiahou Aotian, you don't understand, this is the obsession of Cantonese people who like to cook soup. Also, I don't understand the character task in the dungeon.

Tianxiaguihuo: It should be based on different roles and arrange different characters. In this kind of dungeon, the tasks of Saints and Rulers are naturally different.

Hongjige: It's still the Shame of the Fire Master! (Thumbs up thumbs up)

Tianxiaguihuo was too lazy to pay attention to him.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's phone rang. The caller was: Punchable Knight!

Why is this guy calling me? Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone, and it was not Zhai Cai's voice that came from inside, but a young woman's voice:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, is that you? I am An Yeqi."

An Yeqi? That pretty secretary with a high hairline? Zhang Yuanqing remembered this person and said, "It's me, what's the matter?"

An Yeqi said anxiously, "The boss is in trouble."