Saturday, 11am.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned as he got up, still sleepy. Since becoming the Night Wanderer, he couldn't sleep at night and spent the whole night playing games, leaving him tired and constantly dozing off during the day.

It had been two days since he asked the Ling about the Ling Realm. Li Dongze and Guan Ya had been going out frequently, participating in the operation to search for Hei Wuchang and his subordinates. This caused Zhang Yuanqing's combat training to be delayed.

Originally, according to Li Dongze's plan, Guan Ya was supposed to give Zhang Yuanqing combat training next, given his physical fitness as the Night Wanderer, it wouldn't be difficult for him to learn the basics in a short time. But because of the Holy Grail and the Registry events, it had to be postponed, considering the shortage of personnel in the second team.

Zhang Yuanqing had previously asked Li Dongze about those team members who had never shown up, but the sergeant's face suddenly became unnatural, as if there was something he couldn't say. The understanding Heavenly Sovereign Yuan Shi didn't continue to ask.

In addition, Wang Qian from the Zhi Sha Palace promised to become his informant and surprisingly cooperated well, showing great awareness.

Because of the Ou Xiangrong incident, the management of Songhai University suddenly became strict, and the school did not allow students living on campus to go out at night, so the fellowship event was also postponed.

After a simple wash, Zhang Yuanqing returned to his room since his grandmother hadn't finished cooking lunch yet. He started playing with the baby spirit.

At the moment, he was arranging a game of "catch" for the little troublemaker. After the experience reached 50%, the purity and thickness of the Taiyin power were amplified. Then he discovered that the intelligence of the baby spirit, nurtured by the Taiyin power, had slightly improved.

Zhang Yuanqing placed textbooks around the cute and round baby spirit, with math on the left, Chinese on the right, and English and physics in front and back.

"Your master is very knowledgeable, you can't fall behind. Choose one."

The little troublemaker thought for a long time with its big, round eyes, then finally understood Zhang Yuanqing's meaning and crawled towards the physics textbook with its limbs moving quickly.

"Oh, you're a promising child..."

Zhang Yuanqing's face lit up with a smile, but he saw the little guy fall over the PS5 game console because it couldn't touch the physical object.

"You're so useless, not like me!" Zhang Yuanqing criticized angrily.

"When I was your age, I was already writing poetry."

Sigh! He sighed disappointedly. If he wanted to improve the intelligence of the baby spirit and cultivate it into a talent, he had to master the skill of nurturing ghosts as the Night Wanderer. That meant he had to level up.

Calculating the time, the second Ling Realm mission was coming soon.

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing walked into his bedroom, poured warm water into a teacup, and opened the bedside table to take out a white medicine bottle.

"Really, I've been too busy lately and forgot to take my medicine. It's already two days overdue."

As he muttered, he poured the medicine bottle into his palm and took a few pills. Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed.

That's right, I'm two days overdue, why hasn't my old illness recurred? My condition was getting worse and the frequency of attacks should have increased, so how could it be delayed?

Is it because I became the Night Wanderer and my physical fitness changed?

"Come to think of it, I haven't had an attack since I became the Night Wanderer. Could it be that I'm cured?" He was overjoyed but not sure, so he decided to try it out.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and visualized his father's blurry face in his mind. After some time, his heart thumped and his mind boiled as various noises and fragmented images flooded his mind.

But in the next moment, the noise became orderly and the images were no longer fragmented.No, it's not that the sound and image became orderly, but rather that the brain's ability to process information has increased.

He heard his uncle dancing in the living room with "Jianbing Guozi" playing in the background.

Auntie was watching TV dramas in the bedroom, occasionally complaining that it was too loud and to turn it down.

The sound of his grandmother washing dishes could be heard from the kitchen.

The bed downstairs creaked and, through the sound of the collision, Zhang Yuanqing proudly concluded that the hostess was lying on her stomach.

The brain continued to process information...

"Guan Ya always exudes an indescribable confidence, and the captain seems quite polite to her, unlike how he treats me and Wang Tai... When I mentioned those team members, the captain's expression was awkward and helpless... Musician Wang Qian's attitude has some problems, he was disdainful towards me yesterday..."

"Little fool has a special closeness to Auntie, Auntie, Auntie..."

Just then, the bedroom door suddenly opened, breaking Zhang Yuanqing's mysterious state.

"Let's go, accompany me to the mall." Jiang Yu'er said in a sweet voice.

She was wearing a knee-length pleated skirt, white shoes, and a light blue loose single coat. Because of her sweet and cute appearance, she looked very forest-like and cute.

Jiang Yu'er's obedient appearance was the main reason why she was such a popular figure in the blind-date market.

Confident men think that it's easy to control a beautiful and obedient woman, while insecure men feel that there is less pressure in dealing with such a beauty.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at Auntie, and suddenly two lines of warm blood sprayed out of his nostrils.

...

Songhai Airport.

In the underground parking lot, Fu Qingyang sat in the business car for a long time, frowning and dialing his assistant's phone.

After the call was connected, he asked in a low voice, "Why hasn't he come out yet?"

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He was here to pick up someone, and the flight had landed an hour ago, but his assistant still hadn't brought the person out.

Fu Qingyang's time was precious, how could he waste it on such trivial matters?

"He..." The assistant lowered his voice and said, "He hooked up with a beautiful woman and refused to leave the airport, saying he wanted to exchange feelings..."

Fu Qingyang's forehead twitched and he said, "Tell him to come out by himself or I'll go in and drag him out."

The assistant responded and hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the assistant led a young man into the underground parking lot and walked towards the business car.

This young man was wearing loose, off-white pants and a light blue shirt. His sleeves fluttered as he walked, and he was extremely elegant. His features were handsome, and his eyes were half-closed with a lazy smile, giving off a deep sense of laziness.

Affable, lazy, harmless.

This was the impression that the young man gave off.

Fu Qingyang said coldly, "No wonder you're a playboy, women are throwing themselves at you wherever you go."

This playboy, who was on par with Fu Qingyang, was named Ling Jun. He was a true playboy, and his father was the head of the Taiyi Sect, with a prominent background. Coupled with his outstanding talent, there were countless women around him.

If it were just simple lust, of course, it wouldn't be enough to be on par with Fu Qingyang. This guy was called a playboy because he understood women very well and had a good reputation in women's circles.

Facing the ridicule, Ling Jun squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't say it so vulgarly, beautiful women are works of art, they need to be carefully savored and understood in order to discover their beauty, this is elegance."Fu Qingyang frowned, "Your elegance has wasted an hour of my time and delayed important matters."

"Brother Qingyang, life is not just about career, there are many beautiful things to explore." Ling Jun squinted and smiled, "I already know about the Strange Eye Judge and will assist you with all my power. Father is very concerned about the death of the Ghost Eye Judge."

"Why?" Fu Qingyang looked at him.

"This person died around the same time as the Demon Lord, and father suspects there is a connection between the two."

"Why is the Sect Master so obsessed with the death of the Demon Lord and finding his successor?"

"Because before the Demon Lord died, he left something very important in the Role Card."

"What is it?"

"I can only tell you that it represents the ultimate, representing the essence of the Ling Realm."

........

At the Runfa Shopping Mall, in a milk tea shop.

Zhang Yuanqing, carrying large and small shopping bags, sat down and picked up a glass, taking a deep sip of the ice-cold milk tea and letting out a satisfied sigh.

He suddenly felt alive again.

The most exhausting part of accompanying his aunt to go shopping was not physical, but rather the mental anguish.

Fortunately, the beautiful figures of the young ladies could relieve this fatigue. Zhang Yuanqing drank his milk tea and felt pretty good.

He confirmed one thing, his strange illness had been effectively relieved.

In addition to the decrease in the frequency of his illness, it was now easier for him to actively stimulate his old illness. Most importantly, the symptoms such as headaches and nosebleeds were alleviated after an outbreak.

Perhaps in the future, he could freely control his state of mental excitement. Then, he could let Wang Tai help him write his papers, hehe.

No, that would be too unambitious... Zhang Yuanqing quickly expelled this tempting thought from his mind.

"Alas, this month's salary is not enough to spend." His aunt sighed.

Zhang Yuanqing gave her a sideways glance and disdainfully said, "When have you ever had enough salary to spend? You always spend Grandpa and Grandma's money."

His aunt was still an intern doctor, and her salary was extremely low, but she was not lacking in luxury goods. Most of her expenses were paid for by her grandparents.

Her grandparents had considerable savings, her elder sister had a successful career, and her elder brother had married a wealthy wife. They were all well-off, so the savings could only be left to the youngest daughter to squander.

Jiang Yu'er pouted and pretended to be pitiful, "Yes, yes, it's because Aunt is useless and can't earn money, so I have to rely on my father."

As they chatted, Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and habitually logged onto the official forum, hoping to find some interesting posts.

The official forum had two main functions: one was for official announcements and information, and the other was for Ling Realm practitioners from all over to exchange and share information and intelligence.

In Zhang Yuanqing's opinion, the forum was a way to quickly gain knowledge.

Soon, a post caught his attention:

#A large number of new A and S-grade Ling Realms have appeared in the Night God profession, and official Night Gods from all over have been "missing"#

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