The sound of knocking echoed in the quiet office, and the narrow-eyed Ma-faced Hei Wuchang glanced at his subordinate.

The young woman cautiously leaned towards the door and whispered, "Who is it?"

A deep, familiar voice came from outside the door, "It's me!"

The face of the young woman brightened, and she quickly opened the door.

He and Tiandao Bugong had a good relationship. In Hei Wuchang's small group, the hobbies of these people who acted recklessly had been assimilated by the leader, Hei Wuchang, and they gradually lost interest in normal women.

Only Tiandao Bugong and the young woman still had a strong interest in the opposite sex with two legs, but they kept their distance from female beasts.

In the darkness outside the door, Tiandao Bugong stood silently, his gaze coldly sweeping over Hei Wuchang and the young woman, as if confirming something.

Seeing the indifferent expression of his companion and the unfamiliar gaze, the young woman's heart sank. Then, he saw Tiandao Bugong take out a palm-sized clay sculpture from his pocket.

The clay sculpture was of a bare-chested giant struggling to carry a mountain on his back.

In the astonished eyes of Hei Wuchang and the young woman, Tiandao Bugong threw the clay sculpture into the office.

Thud!

The clay sculpture fell to the ground with a dull thud.

In the next moment, Hei Wuchang and the young woman were "frozen" in place. Their bodies trembled, their shoulders felt as if they were carrying a mountain, and they couldn't move.

Tiandao Bugong, standing at the door, pulled out the pistol from his waist and aimed it at the young woman's head, calmly pulling the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets drilled into the skull, shattering the cranial bones, splattering blood and brain tissue.

At this moment, the young woman's body had just begun to transform. The hard keratin only covered 50% of his body before his life was taken away.

Tiandao Bugong stood at the door, pointing the muzzle at Hei Wuchang inside. He fired the remaining bullets at Hei Wuchang.

But it was impossible to harm this Saint in the slightest. Even without using Gu, relying solely on physical strength, a Witch Doctor could easily withstand bullets.

Seeing that the bullets were ineffective, Tiandao Bugong, standing at the door, fell straight to the ground. In the darkness outside the door, a figure in white slowly approached.

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Hei Wuchang looked at the approaching figure and said, "The Holy Grail is in my inventory. Without me, it will be reclaimed by the Lingjing."

Fu Qingyang reached out and grabbed the bronze Eight-Direction Sword in the air, saying lightly, "It's all the same."

Returning to the Lingjing meant that for a long time in the future, no Witch Doctor would obtain this rule-class item.

Hei Wuchang sneered and shouted loudly, "Did you hear that? The Wuxing Alliance wants the Holy Grail to return to the Lingjing."

In the convenience store, Zhang Yuanqing finished eating instant noodles and ordered a serving of Oden. He leaned against the counter and chatted happily with the store aunt.

"Oh, Auntie, your son is in the business school, right? The business school is great. There are so many beautiful girls. Your son's girlfriend must be very beautiful," Zhang Yuanqing said enviously.

"Ah, it's not bad," Auntie sighed and thought that this young man spoke very nicely, so she asked, "Young man, what university are you attending?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked regretful and said, "I didn't go to university. I started working after graduating from high school, so I think people who can get into university are elites. My dream was to get into Songhai University."

"Songhai University, that's a prestigious school," Auntie said, comforting him, "Nowadays, college students are not worth much, and having a degree is not as valuable. When you enter society, you still have to rely on your own efforts."

For some reason, even though her son was just an ordinary college student, she felt a sense of pride and her mood became much better.

"Yes, yes, Auntie is right. Auntie is experienced," Zhang Yuanqing nodded repeatedly and said, "Auntie, can you add some soup for me?"

Auntie added a spoonful for him.

"Thank you, Auntie. The food you cook is delicious. Can you give me a string of seaweed?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Auntie gave him a string.

Zhang Yuanqing drank the spicy hot soup and chatted with Auntie. Suddenly, a strong palpitation came over him.

It's starting!

Hei Wuchang had indeed been lurking in Songhai Third Elementary School. Zhang Yuanqing remained calm on the surface and quietly summoned Xiao Dou Bi, instructing him to observe the battle.

He was prepared to watch the battle from the perspective of a spiritual servant. The feeling of being out of touch with the observation was too terrible. Understanding the situation as soon as possible in case of any accidents would also be beneficial for him to think of countermeasures.

Besides, he was eager to see the battle of higher-level spiritual realm walkers.

Xiao Dou Bi lay on the ground, raised his head, and was immediately attracted by the snacks and drinks on the shelves on both sides. His big round eyes were full of desire.

You can't eat anything, go and do your job! Zhang Yuanqing gave him the order.

If worst comes to worst, I'll buy some snacks later and eat them in front of you to satisfy your cravings, he added in his mind.

Reluctantly, Xiao Dou Bi crawled out of the convenience store and disappeared into the night.

With Hei Wuchang's shout, a red flame burst forth from a distance and exploded beside Fu Qingyang. It was like a burst of fireworks, illuminating the silent campus.

In the four bursts of flames, a tall and burly figure appeared. He was not a melee attacker like the Fu Family's young master, who was invincible under the Dominator realm, but instead extended his hand and made a sudden grip.

In the air, the flames condensed into arrows, with their tips pointing downwards, aimed at Fu Qingyang.

Facing this peak Saint-level scout, close combat was not a wise move, even though he was a fire user.

"Are you a steward from one of the branches of the Wuxing Alliance, or a fire user secretly cultivated by the Dark Night Rose?" Fu Qingyang stood with his sword, trapped in a crisis but his expression unchanged.

The man wearing a mask had a rough and indistinguishable voice as he said, "You don't need to know."

With a downward press of his clenched right hand, a rain of fire arrows shot out.

Fu Qingyang strolled through the "arrow rain," sometimes sidestepping, sometimes stepping forward, sometimes retreating. The bronze Eight-Direction Sword in his hand swung out a series of afterimages, and the arrows collided with the sword, dispersing into dazzling sparks.He was like a supercomputer with powerful computing power, predicting the trajectory of each arrow.

At this moment, Hei Wuchang seized the opportunity and slowly walked out of the office, trembling step by step.

The fire master of the Dark Night Rose bought him precious time.

"I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to secretly control the 'Unfair Heaven'." Hei Wuchang snorted coldly. His abdomen swelled up like a ball, slowly moving up, and then stuck in his throat.

"Ugh~" Hei Wuchang violently retched and vomited a toad the size of a football.

"Kaka" The toad drummed its belly and let out a loud croak. Then, it opened its big mouth and spewed out dense purple mist.

These purple mists spread in the air above the campus like thick smoke, gathering together to form a "low-level cloud layer". The vegetation on the campus quickly withered and lost its vitality.

Fu Qingyang frowned. Scouts didn't have poison resistance, and dodging alone couldn't deal with the poison gas.

Suddenly, the purple mist shrouding the campus flowed towards a certain corner like a floodgate, quickly dissipating.

Hei Wuchang's face changed slightly as he turned his head to look at the "floodgate". He saw a three-meter-tall humanoid figure made of flesh and blood, opening its big mouth and greedily devouring the purple mist.

This poisonous mist that even Saints feared had no effect on him.

"Gu King!"

Hei Wuchang exclaimed sharply, "How did you, Fu Qingyang, end up here? You actually colluded with the Gu King. Well done, Fu Family's young master, well done, Five Elements Alliance executive."

The fire master sneered, "Fu, we're just as good as each other. The Dark Night Rose is at least a lawful profession. Your subordinates are even lower than mine."

Fu Qingyang disdained to explain and chose to remain silent.

The Gu King laughed madly, "You're right, Fu Qingyang. Thank you for the information. I will repay you well."

In the midst of his mad laughter, the Gu King absorbed the purple mist, and his flesh and blood swelled up, as if gathering strength. In an instant, fine blood mist sprayed out from his pores like needles.

This blood mist did not envelop the campus but condensed into a five-meter-tall, blurry giant.

As a Dominator-level witch doctor, the Gu King could poison and kill the population of a whole district in Songhai if he wanted to. However, such an operation was too crude. For powerful witch doctors, controlling the mist and precise manipulation were the true technical skills.

And in this aspect, Hei Wuchang, a Saint-level witch doctor, was far inferior to the Gu King.

The giant made of blood mist approached Hei Wuchang with light steps.

At that moment, a clear beam of light descended from the dark night sky and struck the Gu King directly.

"Sizzle~"

The blood mist melted in the golden light, and the Gu King let out a painful roar.

The power of the Sun!

In the instant when the clear beam of light descended, the Great Guardian exposed his position.

He stood on the rooftop of the teaching building, wearing a black cloak and a black mask, overlooking the people below.

In the night breeze, a slender red thread extended like a tentacle. Then, thousands of red threads exploded, resembling dense beams of radiation, entangling the Great Guardian.

The source of these red threads was a woman wearing a silver mask and a long skirt in the style of the Song Dynasty. She stood in the air, her skirt fluttering, exuding an extraordinary charm.

The figure of the Great Guardian disappeared into thin air, then reappeared in mid-air. His ankle was entangled by a red thread as thin as a cow's hair, which pulled him out of the night wandering.

"Hmph!"

The Great Guardian let out a sound from his nostrils.

Suddenly, that red thread burst into bright and scorching golden flames, easily breaking it.

At this moment, a sigh sounded in the night sky, "Today, all sorts of strange things have come out."

As the voice fell, the withered vegetation in the campus burst with vitality, and tender green grass grew, tree seedlings broke through the concrete ground and grew into towering trees in a matter of seconds.

In an instant, the elementary school was covered by a forest, full of vitality.

Not only that, the shadows of animals descended from the sky. Some were groups of monkeys, some were two-meter-tall brown bears, some were white jade-like elephants, and some were colorful tigers that roamed alone.

These animals had hollow and indifferent eyes, staring coldly at the creatures in the field.

At the iron fence outside the campus, the cute and round Ying Ling lay between the gaps of the fence, trembling and looking inside.

The consciousness of Zhang Yuanqing was in the body of the Ying Ling.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: I don't understand, but I am greatly shocked.

Being a powerful person doesn't necessarily mean displaying destructive power. The aura released and the skills displayed by those higher-level Spirit Realm practitioners in the school made Zhang Yuanqing tremble from the bottom of his heart.

Especially when the forest appeared and the animals appeared, Zhang Yuanqing keenly sensed that the elementary school was sealed off.

A faint light curtain enveloped it.

"Elder of the Hundred Flowers Society, your level is higher than I imagined, which is a good thing, but also a bad thing."

The good thing is that it will be difficult for Hei Wuchang and the members of the Dark Night Rose to escape for a while.

The bad thing is that if the official gains control, even if the leader of the Zhi Sha Palace obtains the roster, she will have to compromise. Zhang Yuanqing just hopes that she can be wise enough to destroy the roster.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that Xiao Dou Bi had left the edge of the fence and crawled towards the intersection outside the school.

This was not manipulated by Zhang Yuanqing, nor was it Xiao Dou Bi's own idea. It was more like an instinct.

After a brief astonishment, Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood what was going on. At this critical moment, Xiao Dou Bi's instinct for treasure hunting was triggered.

As an infant spirit, Xiao Dou Bi had just mastered the ability to exchange, and he couldn't control a higher-level treasure hunting skill.

There seemed to be some treasure nearby that attracted him and stimulated his instinct for treasure hunting.