Dusk.

Zhang Yuanqing dragged his weary body and took a taxi back home.

After leaving the International Building, he turned to the Fujiawan Villa and handed the cash to Fu Qingyang, asking the rich young master to transfer it to the account of the Primordial Supreme. Then he confessed to him about the deal with Mr. Bill, and then called Guan Ya, inviting her to come to the Fujiawan Villa to exchange martial arts.

Every time he encountered a crisis and endured a beating, Zhang Yuanqing always showed a strong and persevering spirit. Fu Qingyang's observation of him was meticulous.

At the dining table, Zhang Yuanqing chewed on the sweet and sour pork, asking, "Grandma, did my cousin work overtime again?"

Grandma picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and said lightly, "Your aunt took him out to socialize."

"Oh, really? Sister-in-law took my nephew out to socialize?" Aunt exaggeratedly exclaimed.

The delicate sister-in-law took the mature and steady nephew out to socialize, sounding like the unreliable big brother taking his nephew out to start a business. Grandma showed a gossipy expression, speaking softly without realizing it:

"In a few days, there will be an earthquake in the officialdom of Songhai."

After saying that, she saw her daughter and grandson-in-law both showing an inexplicable expression, feeling satisfied, and then said:

"I heard that many people in the public security system will suffer. By then, there will be many positions available. You both know that over the years, Yuan has worked diligently and achieved a lot, but it's difficult to advance in the officialdom of Songhai. No matter how many achievements, it still depends on seniority. So he has been in the position of the second team leader for many years.

"Now the opportunity has come. Your aunt wants to make some connections and see if she can help Yuan's position move up a bit. By the way, the person was introduced by your grandfather." Zhang Yuanqing looked at his grandfather, who had worked in the public security system for a lifetime and had a wide network, but he prided himself on being upright and never engaged in party politics. Although he knew many people, he did not have deep connections. How come he was changing now?

Facing the gaze of his grandson and daughter, the upright and strict grandfather coughed, "I'm just asking if there's an opportunity." Jiang Yu'er said, "Oh, how much money did Auntie prepare?"

Grandfather coughed forcefully, "I'm just asking if there's an opportunity."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Oh, is fifty thousand enough?"

Grandfather couldn't hold back his anger and said, "Eat!"

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yu'er obediently ate, mocking that they should stop, as the old man and the old lady were different. When the old lady got angry, it was just a bluff, not a real fight. When the old man got angry, he would really come at you.

On this side of Kangyang District, the director was pushed down by the evil eye, leaving a vacancy, but his cousin couldn't jump directly. His hope was in Shako District, but the problem was that it was the most sensitive time. It would be difficult to make connections at this time, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare to accept.

His cousin's performance was enough to be promoted to the captain, but Songhai was known for relying on connections and seniority, making it difficult to get promoted. Without external help, it would be difficult to get promoted. I'll ask Guan Ya later to see if she has any connections.

I destroyed the Bronze Sparrow Tower and made a great contribution, but the reward hasn't been given to me yet. This is a good opportunity to make a request. Although the Five Elements Alliance doesn't interfere in the system, rules are rules, and rules can't stop personal relationships.

After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing washed up and lay down in his room, silently putting on the "Silent" mask. From now on, except for eating and fighting, the mask cannot be removed.

The moment he put on the mask, an indescribable fatigue surged over him. His spirit, physique, and skills all "degenerated" into those of an ordinary person, all sealed.

Hiss, the props at the Transcendent stage have this ability. Evil professions abroad are a bit terrifying. I wonder what the name of the profession is. Zhang Yuanqing secretly marveled. However, according to the setting of the Spirit Realm, evil professions abroad are probably stronger than orderly professions.

I wonder if there is a peak profession in the orderly profession, similar to the Night Wanderer.

"The Spirit Realm has three major regions. In theory, each region has evil professions. If the number is three in each region, the total number of evil professions is nine. There should be more orderly professions, and I really want to see the professions in the foreign server."

As Zhang Yuanqing was lost in thought, he heard the Spirit Realm prompt sound: [Ding! Fu Qingyang invites you to join the White Tiger Guard.]

At the same time, a blue dialogue box popped up—confirm or reject. Huh, did the Centurion finish the meeting? Did the White Tiger Guard agree to let me join?

Zhang Yuanqing clicked "confirm."

[Ding, you have joined the White Tiger Guard. Please read the rules carefully and check the guild benefits in the warehouse column.]

Zhang Yuanqing quickly opened the character attributes and found "White Tiger Guard" in the [Guild] section. Clicking on it, the introduction and rules of the White Tiger Guard popped up.

The rules of the White Tiger Guard were simple: no indiscriminate killing, no bullying the weak, no associating with evil professions, no violating public order and morals, no betraying guild brothers, adhering to the rules, and obeying the orders of the guild leader.

As for the benefits, in addition to an extra salary equivalent to a position in the Five Elements Alliance, a house worth twenty million would be allocated in a first or second-tier city, and there would be an office specifically for the White Tiger Guard.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing opened the guild warehouse and couldn't help but blurt out, "Damn."

The guild warehouse had forty slots, filled with items and materials, including the seven major orderly professions, three major evil professions, and foreign profession items that he didn't recognize. The total value of the items in this warehouse was at least tens of billions.Zhang Yuanqing quietly opened the warehouse of "The Return of the Dead" and took a look at the scarecrow and the long-lasting spray, silently shedding tears in his heart. Fu Qingyang let him see the world's ups and downs.

"Ding Dong!"

The phone rang, indicating an incoming message.

Zhang Yuanqing closed the gang warehouse and picked up his phone to check the message. [Fu Qingyang invites you to join the group chat]

The newly added group is called "White Tiger Guard", with sixteen members. Ling Jun: "Newcomer, send a red envelope quickly."

Sweep the World: "Newcomer is here, send a red envelope quickly, preferably with a photo of a woman's dress." Seven Lang: "Send the red envelope, then go to sleep."

Has this crooked trend of joining the group and sending red envelopes spread all over the world? Are the Lingjing Walkers also playing this game? Zhang Yuanqing twitched his mouth and reluctantly sent a red envelope of one hundred yuan. Yuan Shi Tianzun: "Brothers, the gift is light but the sentiment is heavy."

All the red envelopes were claimed within three seconds.

Ling Jun: "Ten yuan, not bad, thank you boss, @Yuan Shi Tianzun, the White Tigers in the group are all saints, be nice to them, and ask for their help if you have trouble in the future."

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread.com".

Huh? Are they all saints on average? Zhang Yuanqing was surprised.

Although he knew that Fu Qingyang's White Tiger Guard must be of high quality, the average saint was something he hadn't expected.

Fu Qingyang: "Maybe not long from now, it will be you who is flattering them."

Seven Lang: "Boss, that's too much. Although Yuan Shi Tianzun is very talented, we are not pushovers either."

Little Axe: "By the way, Yuan Shi Tianzun is a 3rd-level Night Wanderer, right? Boss, do you think you can be promoted to a saint in the mid-year slaughter instance? But if I'm not mistaken, you were promoted to 3rd level in Yin and Yang Town."

Seven Lang: "Is that so? Then it will be difficult for Yuan Shi Tianzun to enter the top ten in the mid-year slaughter instance. Usually, those who can rank in the top ten in the mid-year and year-end slaughter instances have an experience value close to or exceeding 90% of a genius."

Both being at the 3rd level, the difference between 1% and 99% in experience value is huge.

Yuan Shi Tianzun: "If I'm lucky, I should be able to enter the single-player spiritual realm again before the mid-year large-scale slaughter instance. By the way, does anyone have any experience with the arena competition? Are the organization's rewards powerful?"

Little Axe: "Of course they are powerful, almost the best in the corresponding stage, but it's very difficult to get first place. If Taiyi Sect also participates this year, it will be even more difficult."

Ling Jun: "In an unrestricted battle, I think Yuan Shi Tianzun is definitely one of the strongest in the official Transcendent stage, but the arena competition may have restrictions. Yuan Shi's martial arts still need improvement." Zhang Yuanqing chatted with them, gradually gaining a preliminary understanding of the gang brothers.

Seven Lang has a more carefree and active personality, and is good at making jokes. Little Axe tends to be stable, speaking in a reliable manner.

Sweep the World seems to have an unfortunate family. In just over ten minutes, he complained several times about his wife Pua-ing him and disrespecting him. But everyone tacitly ignored him.

As for the others, they did not join in the chat, perhaps because newbies in the Transcendent stage are not worth their warm welcome, or simply because they are not used to group chats. After that, no one spoke in the group.

It was not a very active group. The guys in the White Tiger Guard were not very easy to get along with. Zhang Yuanqing silently exited the chat software. The grand and luxurious private room was decorated in dark gold and rose red, creating a luxurious effect.

On the dining table, an exquisite silver candlestick was placed in the center, with six white candles emitting a soft halo.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with top-grade steak, caviar, foie gras, ham slices, pan-fried scallops, baked lobster, and seafood soup. Bill Tarantino sat reservedly at the dining table, cutting the steak on the silver plate.

Opposite him was a man in a dark blue casual suit, wearing a silver mask. The mask covered his nose, so it did not hinder the man from eating heartily.

"I came for the feast, but let's not mention going to the West with you." The man scooped up a spoonful of caviar and said as he ate, "You know I'm from the mainland. My family, my friends, they're all here. Why should I go to the West with you and become something like a leader, just because I'm the highest-level Transcendent in the Void profession?" Bill Tarantino put down his knife and fork, and said sincerely, "We can help your family immigrate. Why don't you go to a better environment for development? The West has a broader sky, and talents like you should soar there." He glanced at the dining table and smiled, "A dinner like this is just a meal for me. You are a hundred times nobler than me, destined to take control of that huge business empire and become the leader of all 'merchants'."

"Not interested!" the man said.

Bill Tarantino had a lot to say, but it all got stuck in his throat, and he sighed softly in the end.

In the more than 100 years since the spiritual realm opened, talents in the merchant profession have emerged, eager to reach the unique throne, but so many geniuses and predecessors have fallen in their ascent.

In the end, they were usurped by a guy from a foreign land, oh no, in Chinese this word is derogatory, it should be said that he won.

The Merchant Guild was initially very excited. Finally, a merchant profession had produced an existence that could rival the supreme beings of all major spiritual realm organizations worldwide.Unexpectedly, the new president was so stubborn, not only rejecting the olive branch extended by the guild but also threatening them not to disturb his dull life. Over the years, through the guild's tireless efforts, the strongest merchant of the age had begun to relent.

The guild planned to strike while the iron was hot and welcome back the president.

This led to Bill Tarantino's visit to the continent.

The man wolfed down his foie gras and caviar, then leaned back into his high-backed chair with a satisfied sigh, saying, "If you want me to join the guild and become your president, it's not impossible, but..."

Bill Tarantino perked up, "But what?" "Wait!" the man said.

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for the Demon Lord!" the man slowly stated.

Bill, momentarily stunned, recalled the relevant information about this figure after a few seconds, saying:

"Annie told me that the Demon Lord is dead, as informed by the president of the Venus Association. Could the intelligence be wrong?"

As a spirit realm walker from across the ocean, he wasn't very familiar with the Demon Lord, but he knew a bit since the Merchant Guild was closely related to the Venus Association, and that Demon Lord seemed to be the favorite lover of the president of the Venus Association.

After Annie became his assistant, she had lamented privately several times that after the Demon Lord's death, the president's temperament changed drastically, often punishing members of the association for no reason. His rage burned for months without subsiding.

"No, the Demon Lord is indeed dead, body and soul; I witnessed it myself." The man picked up his wine glass, tasting the tart wine, and said, "What I'm waiting for is the new Demon Lord. Bill, do you know of the prophecy of the Luminous Compass?"

Bill Tarantino frowned and shook his head.

"Of course, those who know of this prophecy are fewer than ten in the whole world, and they are all the Supreme Ones." The man put down his glass, took a deep breath, and enunciated, "When the sun, moon, and stars return to their places, the gods slumbering in chaos shall awaken, the king seated on the divine throne will lead the gods to restart the war, and the world will enter a new cycle."

Bill Tarantino fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he asked hesitantly, "By gods slumbering in chaos, do you mean that unopened realm?"

It was common knowledge that there were three major realms in the spirit world, but the walkers of one realm had yet to appear. Currently, there were only two active spirit realms, and the existence of the third was known to the major organizations because they had found items in the spirit realm instances that didn't belong to any of the two realms' professions.

For instance, the perfect human skin, whose functions couldn't be found in any current profession. There were many more such items.

"Exactly, the day when the sun, moon, and stars return to their places will be when that realm reopens, and then the spirit world will reveal its original face." "What does this have to do with the Demon Lord?"

"It has nothing to do with the Demon Lord, but it does with the Night Wanderer God. The Demon Lord has touched the essence of the Night Wanderer God, and he left that secret in his character card." "I understand now."

In the dead of night, a sizzling electric sound woke Zhang Yuanqing.

Half-asleep, he instinctively threw off the covers, slipped on his slippers, sat at the desk, pulled open the drawer, and took out the Elvis speaker. The next second, the impassioned moans of a woman and the relentless collision of flesh once again filled the room.

Damn it!!!

Zhang Yuanqing's sleepiness vanished in an instant, his body jolted awake, and he quickly removed the "Silencer" mask, grasped the Elvis speaker, and entered the Night Wanderer state.