Hearing Elder Cai's words, Secretary Zhou's expression twisted slightly, a hint of embarrassment turning into anger.
Yes, he was afraid. He was frightened by a mere fledgling who had been The Way of the Extraordinary for only half a year.
In the past, no matter how much trouble Yuanshi Tianzun stirred up, he was at most the number one person under the Master of Rules. The true masters could still look down on him, crushing him like an insect.
But now, this insect had hunted down a veteran level 7 Elder.
The secretary of the Headquarters Ten Elders was also a level 7 Master of Rules. Although, as a secretary to the Ten Elders, his foundation was certainly not comparable to the Six Elders of the Southern Faction, it had to be admitted that Yuanshi Tianzun could already threaten Secretary Zhou.
And the traitor was only a Saint now.
If he were to advance to the Master of Rules, he would probably slaughter those of the same level as Fu Qingyang did.
"Elder Cai, are we just going to sit by and watch him grow?" Secretary Zhou's voice was even lower, as if discussing a topic that would die in the light.
The conflict between the Headquarters Nine Elders and Yuanshi Tianzun was a big problem. If the traitor reached the position of Demigod, the Nine Elders would at most bow their heads, admit their mistakes, and offer compensation, and it would all be over.
The two sides had no mortal 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 during the plane ambush had deepened the grudge.
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The reason why the two sides were at peace was that Yuanshi Tianzun's wings had not yet fully grown. It was Elder Cai's reluctance to act rashly, but the conflict would break out sooner or later.
Unless Elder Cai softened and took the initiative to compensate Yuanshi Tianzun, but as a peak Master of Rules, how could Elder Cai be afraid of a Saint-stage character, even if he became a Master of Rules in the future?
To put it nicely, killing a level 7 Master of Rules was no different from killing a dog for a peak Master of Rules.
Especially for a peak Master of Rules like Elder Cai, with an experience value of over 70 and a Master of Rules-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 conflict between you is just a small one."
Secretary Zhou was stunned, then smiled wryly, "The leader is right to teach me. I was thinking too much. I and Yuanshi Tianzun obviously have conflicts, but as members of the Five Elements Alliance, it's just a small dispute. It's okay to talk it out, everything is within the局."
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局."
Secretary Zhou frowned and carefully savored it.
Fujiawan, rooftop.
Zhang Yuanqing placed the materials for summoning the Three Daoshan Niangniang and the sheepskin scroll, picked up his phone, and dialed Li Chunfeng's number.
"Chunfeng, turn off the community's surveillance!" After instructing, Zhang Yuanqing put down his phone and poured spirit power into the sheepskin scroll.
As if a flame had ignited the paper, the spirit runes on the sheepskin scroll began to operate, frantically extracting the spirit power of the materials.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed his palm on the sheepskin scroll and called out in his heart, "Youqing, Youqing, come out quickly!" He believed that calling Niangniang "old hag" might not immediately catch her attention, but calling out her name would make anyone look over instinctively.
Sure enough, after only calling twice, Niangniang cast her gaze from the Spirit Realm.
The sky over Fujiawan radiated golden light, circles of light spreading out like light-matter shells bombarding invisible barriers.
The Demon Subduing Pestle beside Zhang Yuanqing vibrated violently. It sensed its master's summons, but the power of the Three Daoshan Niangniang could not penetrate the Spirit Realm.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Demon Subduing Pestle and poured in the power of the sun. The Niangniang, who had lost the negative Demon Subduing Pestle, had some difficulty breaking through the barrier of the Spirit Realm, so he needed to cooperate from the inside out to help the old hag, to help Youqing.
The Demon Subduing Pestle, infused with the power of the sun, instantly revived, transforming into a golden light that soared into the sky.
"Buzz!"
With a resounding noise like the explosion of a Qi wave, the azure sky with a faint golden tint suddenly cracked open a circular passage.
The passage was deep and dark, connecting to the Spirit Realm. The Demon Subduing Pestle disappeared into the passage.
"Insolent brat!" A cold snort came from behind the passage.
The voice was the kind that only Night Watchers and wraiths could hear.
"Youqing, Niangniang, don't leave yet," Zhang Yuanqing had long been accustomed to jumping back and forth in front of big shots, pretending not to notice the old hag's displeasure. He vibrated his spiritual power and said, "I suspect that the Pure Yang Sect Leader is not dead yet."
He immediately spoke out his speculation loudly in the Night Watcher's communication method.
After listening to his description, the other side of the passage was silent for a few seconds before the voice of the Three Daoshan Niangniang came out.
"His sanity is very unstable, and each time he reincarnates, it will worsen the damage to his primordial spirit, intensifying his madness. Coupled with my ridicule and the blows of two crushing defeats at the hands of his disciple, he will become more and more crazy, more and more unstable."
"Then there are only two endings. One is to risk hunting excessively powerful Star Officials and Dream Weavers, dying from backlash. The second is to completely lose control and be dealt with by your Five Elements Alliance."
So, the Pure Yang Sect Leader is considered useless? Well, he has to start all over again, and he is not a concern in the short term.
Zhang Yuanqing said loudly, "Junior understands, respectfully sending off Youqing Niangniang."
Insolent brat!!
The old hag's tone was a bit of gnashing teeth, but she was helpless.
No.
She couldn't leave the Spirit Realm for such a trivial matter to beat him in reality. The passage in the air slowly contracted until it disappeared.
Ancient people are just pretentious, just calling out their name, Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
Looking at the disappearing passage, 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 Star Teleportation to return to the villa hall.
Xie Lingxi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a computer and reading a guide for the Musician dungeon. She was going to enter the Spirit Realm soon.
"Yuanshi gege, don't forget the crab feast at the end of the month, okay?" Xie Lingxi took a piece of apple and wanted 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 took a bite and chewed while saying, "Okay!"
The Xie family had a Demigod ancestor sitting in town, and a group of Masters of Rules and Saints. Unless Shura himself came, the evil camp would not dare to break into the Xie family's dragon's den to kill him.
Xie Lingxi blushed shyly when she heard him agree.
Her father had told her that when Yuanshi Tianzun went to the crab feast, the ancestor would act as a matchmaker and marry her to Yuanshi gege.
Although the ancestor was domineering and unreasonable, adhering to the feudal tradition of parental arrangements, Xie Lingxi was very willing to be a young housewife if the object was Yuanshi gege.
"By the way, did your dad enter the dungeon?" Zhang Yuanqing asked suddenly.
"Huh? How did gege know?"
"Because your dad didn't offer congratulations this morning."
Opening it, it was a message from the Palace Master Zhisha. Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak, the phone in his pocket suddenly "dinged."
【Crazy Palace Master: Help me ask the official if they are interested in acquiring the Earth Spirit Robe. I need a Master of Rules-level item, preferably one that combines defense and close combat.】After a few seconds, she complained again.
【Crazy Palace Master: This broken robe is too heavy, I can't fight at all, I can only be a turtle with a shrunken head.】
Zhang Yuanqing typed a message and replied: So, you want to change the heavy armor to light armor, right?
【Crazy Palace Master: Smart.】
The price of the Earth Spirit Robe was indeed too high. Although the defense was very strong, the restrictions were also great. Wearing the robe was equivalent to only being able to be passively beaten during battle.
Zhang Yuanqing's heart stirred. He thought, Huang Daji would definitely like it.
The disadvantages were not obvious to Earth Demons. The items of Earth Demons should be used by Earth Demons, and the bonus would definitely be higher than for other professions.
Moreover, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that Huang Daji, the grandson of the Great Elder, did not seem to have a Master of Rules-level item.
A level six peak Saint must be very eager for a Master of Rules-level item.
Selling the Earth Spirit Robe to Huang Daji could be a way to do someone a favor. On the other hand, Young Master Huang had a lot of money.
A deep-seated Master of Rules had two Master of Rules-level items, and they were of low quality. It seemed that the title of Item Tianzun would be broken when he reached the Master of Rules realm.
While Zhang Yuanqing sighed, he sent a message to his godfather, no, it was to Little Huang, "I have an Earth-type Master of Rules-level item called the Earth Spirit Robe, are you interested in getting it?" He edited the item attributes of the Earth Spirit Robe and sent it over.
Huang Daji's call came almost instantly.
Zhang Yuanqing answered and heard a voice from the speaker that was steady but slightly excited, "Name your price."
"I need a Master of Rules-level item with both defense and close combat functions. The type is not limited, but I hope the price is not too high," Zhang Yuanqing said.
Huang Daji was speechless, then smiled bitterly, "I don't have Master of Rules-level items."
If Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to exchange for money or materials, he would scrape together everything he had.
He changed his words and said, "Like this, I want to sell two Master of Rules-level items. They are the spoils of war from killing the Six Elders of the Southern Faction, but I don't want to trade with the old bastards at Headquarters. I want to ask my godfather to help me deal with them."
"My requirement is a mid-level Master of Rules-level item. I just mentioned the functions."
In fact, even a mid-level item was not as good as two low-level items, because although the difference between mid-level and low-level was large, it was not enough to crush them, and two items were equivalent to having one more skill and one more chance of winning in actual combat.
The price difference was Zhang Yuanqing selling Huang Daji a favor.
Huang Daji could use a low-level item plus a large amount of materials and cash to buy a mid-level item from Headquarters. He was Emperor Hong's grandson, and Headquarters would not refuse.
Huang Daji was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Thank you, I owe you a favor. I will help you find an item and reply within three days."
After hanging up, Zhang Yuanqing sent a text message to Guan Ya, "I'm going home to live for a few days."
Next, he would stay in Songhai, survive the death tribulation, and survive until the end of the year to advance to the Master of Rules.
The reason for refusing the Demon Eye's invitation was that Ling Tuo, as a Demigod-level Night Watcher, had the ability to see the river of fate. The consequence of hunting the Three Protectors would only be moths flying into a flame.
Demon Eye was just a rough war god, and he was no match for Night Watchers in terms of cunning.
So, Zhang Yuanqing would be right to stay put.
Songhai Second High School.
A man wearing a baseball cap entered the school openly, and the guard turned a blind eye to him.
After entering the school, he walked straight towards the teaching building.
It was recess time, and boys were chasing and playing in the corridor, and female students were going to the bathroom in groups. Everywhere was filled with laughter.
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, dong. The teachers in the office were dazed for a moment, and then found the baseball cap man standing at the door and greeted him.
"Teacher Chunyang!"
The baseball cap man said "um", took out his phone, opened a photo, showed it to the teachers, and asked, "Do you know the person in the photo?"
The photo was of 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 finished asking all the teachers in the three grades, but he got nothing.
"Not only Songhai University, but even the teachers in middle school have been hypnotized?" The baseball cap man stood in the corridor, propping his hands on the handrail, and muttered to himself.
In the past few days, he had wanted to go through all the middle schools in Songhai, but no teacher recognized Yuanshi Tianzun.
Obviously, the Five Elements Alliance had erased Yuanshi Tianzun's existence, making him a person that could not be found through realistic channels.
But the Pure Yang Sect Leader did not lose heart. As a Songhai native, Songhai must have traces of him left. Even the official could not completely erase him. This was impossible to do with manpower.
As long as he found that thread, he could follow the vine and find out Yuanshi Tianzun's real identity.
If the teachers in the school were all hypnotized, then what about the teachers who retired a few years ago? Perhaps some of the teachers who had retired in Songhai over the years still remembered Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Yuanshi Tianzun, you must die, you must die," a near-uncontrollable madness was brewing in the depths of the seemingly calm eyes of the Pure Yang Sect Leader.