【Name: Breeding Sapling】

【Type: Tree】

【Function: Breeding, Beast Mastery】

【Description: A sapling of a certain divine tree, inheriting some of the abilities of its parent. After leaving the parent, it yearns to grow into a being as great as the mother tree, therefore it has a strong obsession with breeding and growth. In addition, it can manipulate the beasts in the forest. Proliferation and continuation are eternal pursuits. Breed, for the continuation of the race, for the birth of life, please abandon everything, and breed to your heart's content.】

[Note 1: Those who refuse to breed are not qualified to have reproductive ability.]

[Note 2: Every twenty-four hours, it will summon nearby creatures to hold a grand breeding festival.]

"Sapling? A sapling nearly two meters tall... How tall and big must the parent be?" Zhang Yuanqing啧啧 sighed after reading the attribute description.

The sapling is a prop for the Wood Sprite class, with two major functions: breeding and beast mastery. The meaning of beast mastery is clear and obvious.

And the specific effect of breeding is—as long as this prop is sacrificed, creatures within a certain range will fall into a state of desiring to breed.

At first glance, the effect is very simple, but it is actually a very powerful negative buff. Imagine when you are besieged, facing a swarm of enemies, and you sacrifice this sapling.

Under the aura of breeding, enemies who were fighting to the death with you a moment ago may invite you to Wushan the next.

If the other party is a charming and sexy woman, wouldn't that be wonderful.

If the other party is a group of charming women, wouldn't that be even more wonderful.

But if the other party is a group of strong men...

In addition, its price is also very serious. The price of Note 1 is similar to the Scepter of the Mountain God. Using the prop will generate a desire to breed, but the sapling is more overbearing than the Scepter of the Mountain God. The price of the Scepter of the Mountain God can still be resisted by willpower, but the sapling directly deprives the holder of reproductive ability.

Of course, for people with girlfriends, wives, female companions, and those whose moral bottom line is not so high, this is not a problem.

What really gives Zhang Yuanqing a headache is Note 2. He doesn't want to open a silver party wherever he goes.

That would be too depraved.

"This prop cannot be kept, and cannot be used. First, put it away, and after seven days, take it to the furnace to refine it." Zhang Yuanqing dispelled the idea of subduing this prop for long-term use and put the sapling into the inventory.

Then he scanned the thirty-odd young students who were maintaining the doggy style but were staring blankly like puppets and dialed the Queen's phone.

"Queen, I found a prop at Songfu University..." He told the Queen about the situation in the campus park, and then said:

"Notify the nearby official Wayfarers and have them bring musicians to handle it. My suggestion is to hypnotize them and let them forget about tonight, as if nothing happened."

The Queen pondered for a moment: "This is indeed the best way for them."

These students can continue to study at the school and return to their normal lives.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zhu Hanjing and pondered slightly.

Although the official Wayfarers will handle this matter secretly, it will definitely require the cooperation of the security guard and even the school.

This girl strayed into this place and did not participate in the silver party. It is not good for her reputation to leave her here.

After thinking about it, he walked to Zhu Hanjing, activated the flight function of the Swift Walker gloves, and took her away from the park.

Flying over the playground, Zhang Yuanqing landed on the flower bed behind the teaching building.

"Under this environment, wearing a facial mask is too scary, but removing the facial mask will make me moody, like a split personality patient..." After thinking it over and over, Zhang Yuanqing decided to remove the facial mask.

A moody weirdo is always more harmless than a facial mask.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the unruly blue face, and then he snapped his fingers "啪的打出响指". The flower of the department, whose eyes were empty, trembled and woke up like a dream. She looked around in confusion.

For a moment, she couldn't tell which side was reality and which side was illusion.

Then she saw the strange boy in front of her. Her reason instantly returned, and she understood which side was real and which side was a dream.

"If you dare to scream, I will let you know what fear and pain are."

The handsome young man spoke these words in a cold voice and tone before Zhu Hanjing could scream.

Hanjing shrank back in fright and trembled:

"You... are you a human or a ghost?"

If it was a ghost, she would scream immediately.

Zhang Yuanqing took a few steps forward, forced her into the corner, raised the girl's pointed chin, and raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"I have already felt the smoothness and beauty of your skin, and I think you have also felt the heat of my fingertips."

Zhu Hanjing was confused by his sudden change. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she was leaning against the wall. The fear in her heart was lessened, but the temperature of her fingertips was quite hot.

But new worries welled up in her heart. Wouldn't this hot and cold guy strip her naked and humiliate her like those people in the park?

"What exactly are you?" she asked.

"You can understand me as a wandering god in the night, or the Batman of the East. If you must ask my noble name, it is—the great Yuanshi Tianzun!" he said.

A wandering god in the night, the Batman of the East, the great Yuanshi Tianzun... Zhu Hanjing looked dazed.

She was about to ask about the unsightly scene in the park when the good-looking peer suddenly turned cold and said in a cold tone: "I have already notified the Public Security Bureau. Someone will be handling those people in the park soon. I brought you here to tell you two things: First, don't spread what you saw tonight.

You are not allowed to tell anyone. Second, go back to the dormitory immediately.”

After speaking, he glanced at her coldly:

"Get lost."

Zhu Hanjing was so frightened that she shivered, turned around and ran.

She ran back to the dormitory in one breath, got into the quilt, and hid in the quilt without moving.

After a long time, she poked her head out and gasped for breath.

"A wandering god in the night, the great Yuanshi Tianzun..." she muttered to herself.

Vaguely, she understood that she had come into contact with a brand new world.

A dreamlike and bizarre world.

That handsome peer was proof that she had come into contact with a wonderful world.

Lost in thought, she began to worry about Xiao Lan again.

That peer said he would solve this matter. She hoped he would keep his word.

"I wonder if I can see him again in the future. According to the development of romance dramas, the heroine and the hero are tied in this way..." Zhu Hanjing fell into a deep sleep with a trace of expectation in her heart.

A residential building roof in Jiangbei Community.

A figure landed on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the quiet community in the night. His dark eye sockets scanned the residential buildings one by one, as if searching for something.

"Huh? There is no resentment aura. If a wraith has appeared within 24 hours, I can sense their residual aura, but there is none here..."

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze, suspecting that there were no props here. Li Chunfeng's information collection was wrong, or someone had solved the wraith problem in advance.

"Just to be safe, let's verify it again."

He spat out a mouthful of Taiyin power, which landed and turned into a baby. The baby's chubby cheeks, glistening eyes, and small mouth were no different from a normal baby except that its body was slightly illusory.

Zhang Yuanqing bent down and touched the baby's head and commanded:

"Find treasure!"

Little Doubi understood the master's order and "阿巴 a sound", propped up its neck, and its head turned around like an antenna receiving signals. Soon, it seemed to lock onto a target and quickly slid its limbs and disappeared into the night.

Room 602, Building Eight.

Yellow paper talismans can be seen everywhere in the two-bedroom apartment. They are pasted on the walls, door frames, glass walls, and a Bagua mirror hangs on the back of the security door.

In the dim bedroom, there is a shrine near the window with incense sticks and candles lit. The offering table is filled with some fruits and pastries. The shrine enshrines neither Buddha nor God, but a miniature coffin about twenty centimeters long. The coffin is as black as ink and exudes a cold and evil aura. Its size is like a toy, but it is more painful than a real coffin.

A figure is kneeling under the shrine, chanting words, but they are vague; it is impossible to hear what he is saying.

At this moment, a chuckle sounded in the dim bedroom:

"Stop worshiping, if you worship again, your life will be gone."

The voice was extremely young.

The person in front of the shrine trembled and reflexively jumped up and looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a figure sitting on the sofa next to the bed at some point.

He was wearing a t-shirt and light trousers, and his figure was tall and straight. He vaguely looked like a young man.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Don't you want to live?" The middle-aged man regained his composure. Backing against the shrine, he was not afraid and asked sternly.

"Never mind how I got in, look at your face, it's so pale that it has no blood. You are about to die. Of course, I will...you next. Please answer my questions truthfully." Zhang Yuanqing leaned lazily on the sofa. "The strange knocking sound in Jiangbei Community was your doing, right? Don't deny it, I even know how you did it."

He pointed to the miniature coffin "袖珍棺材" and said, "There's a ghost raised inside, right?"

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he said sharply:

"Who exactly are you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man on the sofa suddenly light up with gold paint between his eyebrows, which quickly covered his entire face. The golden glow illuminated the dim bedroom.

Then, two colors, black and red, quickly roamed across the golden face, outlining a proper and majestic facial mask.

"Answer me!" The majestic golden face asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man's heart twitched violently and almost stopped beating.

"Please, God, show yourself and kill the enemy!"

The middle-aged man's knees sank, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the coffin.

Darkness surged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, examining the coffin.

"Please, God, show yourself and kill the enemy!."

The middle-aged man continued to kowtow, his voice becoming a little urgent.

In the past, as long as he kowtowed, the "God" in the coffin would definitely show up and fulfill his request, but for some reason, the God in the coffin did not respond today.

This was an unprecedented phenomenon.

"It's very embarrassing, it seems to be a little afraid of me." Zhang Yuanqing stared at him with a loud voice and great deterrent:

"Answer my question, or die!"

"He...he is the same kind of person as me, someone who has magical abilities, and he is even stronger than me..." The middle-aged man quickly thought in his heart, weighed the pros and cons, and chose to cooperate:

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where did the coffin come from?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the shrine.

"I picked it up at the door of my house. About three days ago, I saw it appear at the door. At the time, I thought it was unlucky and kicked it away. At night, I heard someone knocking on the door. I opened the door to check, but I didn't see anyone. I found it was back at the door. I picked it up and wanted to throw it in the trash can downstairs..." The middle-aged man said, a look of excitement and fear on his pale face.

"But when I picked it up, I suddenly felt that it had thoughts and could communicate with me. I suddenly understood its usage."

"What's the usage? Knocking on the door to scare people!" Zhang Yuanqing sneered.

"Knocking on the door is not what I did. I was just experimenting. It is a magic weapon that can drive ghosts. You are the same kind of person as me and should understand what I mean. I can control it to do anything..." The middle-aged man said, angrily rebutting, seemingly very disgusted that someone looked down on the coffin.

"But this takes time to worship. The longer I worship, the more I feel like I have truly become its master."

"No, you are about to die."

"After you completely control this magic weapon, what will you do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Of course, I will do something more meaningful." A greedy look flashed in the middle-aged man's pale face, and his eyes were secretly filled with madness.

"His mental state is already not very normal. His essence is draining very seriously. He will die in at most three days." Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, and the middle-aged man was immediately stunned and fell into an illusion.

Zhang Yuanqing got up, walked to the shrine, and raised his hand to reach for the coffin.

The miniature black coffin trembled violently, as if resisting, as if in fear, but finally chose to submit and let this powerful Star Official control it.

《The Invincible Begins with Offering Sacrifices to the Ancestral Master》

[Name: Evil Spirit Coffin]

[Type: Coffin]

[Function: Spirit Control]

Description: After a powerful witch doctor died, he was refined into an Yin object and sealed in a coffin, becoming an evil spirit that can be driven. By using one's own energy as a sacrifice to pray to it, the coffin will send out evil spirits to fulfill the applicant's request.

[Note: It is emitting malice all the time.]

After reading the item information and understanding the function and price of this prop, Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood the reason for the middle-aged man's weakness.

This guy is not a Spirit Realm Wayfarer and cannot see the item information, so he can only rely on the feedback he receives after becoming the owner of the prop to experiment with the specific function of the prop.

Knocking on the door was him experimenting with the function of this prop, but because he would be extremely weak after each sacrifice and needed to rest, he did not experiment today.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing did not sense the aura of resentment.

"He is a very cautious guy who did not use the prop to satisfy his desires at the first time. Unfortunately, the prop is too evil. An ordinary person who comes into contact with it will have their essence drained in at most a week." Zhang Yuanqing put the coffin into the inventory and called the Queen to let her clean up the mess.

Only then did he remove the Military Soul mask.

In the following time, he will become a moody madman. It is best to stay away from crowds.

In the next six days, Zhang Yuanqing used Little Doubi's treasure-hunting function while cooperating with the official collection of cases and intelligence, running around in Songhai, San Zhuang Province, and Jiangnan Province.

For this reason, he specially requisitioned the Queen's car and drove non-stop for twenty-four hours, shuttling through the city, speeding on the highway, and bumping in the countryside.

He hardly dared to stop for a moment, solving one thing and rushing to the next destination. In six days, he collected 4 Saint-level props and 8 Transcendent-level props, totaling 12 props.

His efficiency has exceeded that of the official Wayfarers of the major branches.

This is because he is strong enough and has enough props. The official teams and even deacons need to carefully verify and explore events that he can directly push through.

On the other hand, he has Little Doubi's treasure-hunting skill, which can help him find treasures within a few miles.

Spirit Realm Wayfarers usually keep their props in the inventory, and only those lucky ones who find the props will carry them with them, and those props that have not been picked up and are temporarily hidden are also like this.

Little Doubi almost finds one with every search.

At the last stop, he drove to Jinshan City and parked in front of the Wuhen Hotel.

In six days, Little Yuan did not provide him with any clues about the props. This is normal. It is difficult for non-official personnel to lock down the props in just a few days.

Secondly, the props that came to make trouble have already been taken away. Thirdly, her channels are limited, and the scope of her actions is at most Jinshan City.

Zhang Yuanqing came to the Wuhen Hotel mainly because he happened to be passing by and wanted to sleep here and see Little Yuan.

He hadn't seen Little Yuan for some time since the Uncle Zhang incident.

Online conference room.

The elders of the Xieshi Branch, Songhai Branch, and Hangzhou Branch held a brief meeting on the collection of props.