Newspaper Boy
Chapter 91: Southern Garden of Mount Shu
"Yuanshi Tianzun is a man of deep emotions and unyielding spirit. As long as we control his family, eliminating this child will be easy," the Grand Guardian said with excitement. "The unknown force can interfere with me, but it may not be able to interfere with you."
The misty figure formed by the black Yin energy spoke softly, "This matter is put on hold for now."
"What?" The Grand Guardian almost doubted his ears. He said urgently, "Yuanshi Tianzun has unlimited potential, and he will definitely become a second Fu Qingxuan in the future! Leader, I know that you are the Master of Taiyin and don't take a level 7 Night Wanderer seriously, but please don't be careless. Your subordinate is willing to nip this threat in the bud for you."
Ling Tuo's cold and magnificent voice sounded, "Abandon all actions against Yuanshi Tianzun. This seat will not only keep him alive, but also give him a helping hand."
"Send someone to Songhai to keep an eye on that teacher and prevent anyone from approaching him. When the time is right, this seat will go there in person."
The Grand Guardian said with a face full of unwillingness, "Leader, Yuanshi Tianzun is rising too fast and must be suppressed."
On Ling Tuo's blurred face, the empty eye sockets silently stared at the Grand Guardian, "Mountains and rivers will last forever. Your malice towards Yuanshi Tianzun is not small."
The Grand Guardian lowered his head sharply, "Your subordinate obeys."
The figure collapsed and shrank back into the Spirit Power scroll. The Grand Guardian silently put away the scroll. The Pure Yang Sect Leader, who had been constantly soothing his emotions, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and gave a sinister and strange laugh, "What is your leader up to again? The reason I'm willing to cooperate with your Dark Rose is because your conflicts with Yuanshi Tianzun are irreconcilable."
"Now your leader is telling me to abandon all plans against Yuanshi Tianzun and even help him."
A hoarse voice came from the Grand Guardian's斗篷: "I understand the leader's thoughts. The official wants to collect all the fragments of the Compass of Light, open the Sun Dungeon, and help the Taiyi Sect Leader obtain the Sun Authority, but the Merchant Guild and the Beauty Association refuse to hand over the fragments because the person they support is Yuanshi Tianzun."
Upon hearing this, the Pure Yang Sect Leader's jealousy surged, "So your leader wants to help Yuanshi Tianzun, so that the Beauty Association and the Merchant Guild can see hope and continue to stalemate with the Five Elements Alliance!"
The Grand Guardian nodded, "It seems that it will take some time for the leader to wear down the power of the sun on the Merit List."
The next morning, Zhang Yuanqing, who woke up early, deleted all the chat logs in his mobile phone, logged out of the chat software, then plugged in the charging cable, placed it on the table, and sat by the table, waiting silently.
A few minutes later, the Spirit Realm prompt sounded in his ears:
Type: Multiplayer Instance (Death Type)
Note: Non-Spirit Realm items cannot be brought in.
The picture suddenly blurred. When his vision returned to clarity, Zhang Yuanqing found himself standing at the foot of a mountain. Before him was a cracked stone staircase, above him was a blue sky, and in front of him was a majestic and towering mountain peak.
At the top of the mountain, there was a vague group of buildings.
He withdrew his gaze and looked again at the winding steps in front of him. Not a single step was intact, and cracks were covered with clumps of weeds.
"Finally, it's not a large instance," came the sigh of the Devil Eye Heavenly King.
Zhang Yuanqing turned around and saw Palace Master, Devil Eye, Fu Qingyang, and Xiahou Aotian behind him, three or four meters away.
There were only five Sovereigns entering the instance this time.
"Although small instances are short in duration, the density of danger is higher than that of large instances. Professions without endurance have a one-in-ten chance of survival," Fu Qingyang said in a deep voice.
While the two were talking, the Palace Master, wearing a bright red long skirt, pointed to another mountain in the distance and said, "Is that where the Shushan Main Hall is located?"
About three hundred meters away from the mountain where they were located was a taller and more majestic main peak, where the cluster of buildings was even denser.
"A sect is split into two instances. Such instances are rare, indicating that the level of danger of Shushan exceeds s-level."
Xiahou Aotian took out a black metal box, "I'll send a drone to investigate."
He opened the lid of the box, and a row of miniature drones automatically flew up and hovered in the air. Xiahou Aotian pulled out a neural connection line, stuck it on his temple, and controlled the drone swarm to fly towards the main peak three hundred meters away.
His drones run on electricity and have built-in cameras and recording equipment, which are no different from ordinary drones. The only black technology is that after his improvement, the video transmitted back by the drones does not rely on signals, but on his mental power.
The picture will be directly transmitted into his brain. Faced with this extremely difficult instance, Zhang Yuanqing and others all had ample patience, even if they felt that Xiahou Aotian's behavior of investigating the main peak was superfluous and unnecessary.
The drone swarm left Nan Yuan Peak, swept across the mountains and forests, and was about to approach the main peak when it suddenly encountered an invisible barrier, and several drones exploded on the spot.
"There is a restriction, we can't get through," Xiahou Aotian immediately controlled the remaining drones to return.
Fu Qingyang said, "Go to the top of Nan Yuan Peak and take a look."
Xiahou Aotian, with his eyes closed, nodded and manipulated the drone to fly over the mottled and cracked stone steps, over the mountains and forests, and quickly approached the buildings on the top of the peak.
Soon, in his overlooking view, the buildings of Nan Yuan became closer and closer.
He saw the golden palace tops, the collapsed pavilions, the tile roofs covered with dead branches, and the ground paved with stone slabs, stone bricks, and pebbles, covered with thick decayed leaves, and overgrown with lush green weeds.