"Damn it, always causing a ruckus in the dead of night, does anyone get to sleep?" Zhang Yuanqing threw off his covers, pulled open his desk drawer, and took out the King of Cats speaker to enter the Night Tour.

He completed the whole set of actions with his eyes closed, his proficiency almost heartbreaking.

"Zzzt~"

Amidst the sound of electricity, the speaker emitted a woman's moan, a man's heavy breathing, the sounds of flesh colliding...

Truly worthy of you, the Demon Lord with his ever-changing women, Zhang Yuanqing silently criticized in his mind, trying to keep his thoughts tranquil, unaffected by the seductive distractions.

But he couldn't help but fantasize.

Who was the Demon Lord with this time? She must be stunningly beautiful, and if she had a pig's tail on her butt, then she'd be top-notch. As these thoughts flew through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, his expression suddenly changed, and he felt an urge to cover his face and cry out in anguish.

I should find a chance to sell the Straw Man; it's no longer usable. If this continues, I'll end up broken like Zhu Rong.

Without a doubt, this was the price of using the Straw Man. During the broadcast competition, he had reluctantly used the Straw Man a few more times, and so the pig tail curse had reappeared.

The contamination from the Straw Man was irreversible, not even purifying abilities could remove it.

Before, when he had thrown the Straw Man into the warehouse, the "pig tail" symptoms had lessened, indicating that the contamination hadn't reached the point of completely changing his species orientation.

But after using it a few times during the broadcast, even throwing it into the guild's warehouse didn't prevent the curse from manifesting again.

It showed that the contamination was deepening.

"Keeping it in the guild's warehouse won't do. Such a powerful item, I definitely won't be able to resist using it when I'm in danger."

After pondering, Zhang Yuanqing decided to find an opportunity to sell it to Mr. Bill.

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Unknowingly, the audio skipped over the shameless content amidst the "zzzt" of electricity, and only the Demon Lord's breathy laughter could be heard:

"Good sister, does it feel good?"

The woman's soft "Mmm~" in response.

Does it feel good? Say it! The Demon Lord teased with a sly laugh. "Stop it!" the woman playfully scolded.

This woman seemed a bit different, somewhat reserved and shy, unlike the previous audio recordings, which were all brazen. Zhang Yuanqing mused to himself.

As a college student who had yet to experience such matters, he instinctively had a soft spot for reserved girls and was repulsed by promiscuous women.

Suddenly, the audio went silent, followed by low breathing, as if the two were kissing.

After a moment, the Demon Lord whispered, "I liked it when you called me 'brother' earlier. Come on, say it again."

The woman remained silent.

After the Demon Lord's persistent coaxing, she shyly called out, "Good brother."

The Demon Lord was overjoyed: "Good sister!"

So cheesy, it's giving me goosebumps, Zhang Yuanqing thought. Can't you consider the audience's feelings?

Lucky for you, Demon Lord, that you died early, or I'd make you socially dead in a minute.

The woman complained, "You, you're so much younger than me, yet you like to hear me call you 'brother.' We can't stay here too long; Elder Hongying will soon come looking for us."

The Demon Lord snapped, "That old hag is a persistent ghost. Once I ascend to the Dominator realm, she'll be the first I take down."

"She is my superior, like a mother and teacher to me... Sigh, it's because of your notorious reputation that she would never let us be together."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed, and he knew who the female lead in the audio was.

Taiyi Sect, Yin Ji!

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but recall Yin Ji's appearance. Although her face was veiled during the broadcast competition, and her features were unclear, a true beauty could be distinguished by her figure and aura.

Without a doubt, Yin Ji was a top-quality beauty. The Demon Lord was lucky... Zhang Yuanqing thought resentfully. The conversation in the audio continued, with Yin Ji saying:

"Let's not talk about her anymore, good brother. You're currently at the Saint realm, and I suggest you don't participate in the end-of-year Slaughter instance. Spend another year or half in the Saint realm, fully integrate the power of the stars, or re-condense the Yin energy. In any case, don't ascend to the Dominator realm too quickly."

The Demon Lord was surprised: "Why is that?"

"Elder Hongying once told me that the Night Touring Ghost profession is very special. After reaching the Dominator realm, if you want to advance further, you need to specialize in a certain power: Yin, stars, or sun, choose one. But once you're in the Dominator realm, your only choice is the sun. But whatever you do, do not choose the sun."

"I've never heard such a thing before. Hmm, why can't I choose the sun?"

"Elder Hongying didn't say."

"What about the leader of Taiyi Sect? What did he specialize in?"

"Have you forgotten his title?"

"Observing the stars and looking down upon rivers and mountains, omniscient? I understand now."

The "zzzt" of electricity replaced the conversation, and Zhang Yuanqing exited the Night Tour, sitting at his desk deep in thought.

Yin, stars, and sun, one must choose to specialize? This choice, does it relate to the realm beyond the Dominator realm?

Suddenly, I understand why Zhao Chenghuang chose to stay at the Transcendent stage—he chose to specialize in Yin. In that case, I also need to consider which to specialize in. According to Yin Ji, as long as I choose before reaching the Dominator level, it's either Yin or stars. I'll first ascend to the Saint realm and see what abilities the Star Officials have.

Then I'll consider whether to choose Yin or stars. By the way, what did the Demon Lord ultimately choose?

Why can't I choose the sun? The word "old" seems to fit the Demon Lord quite well...

Observing the stars and looking down upon rivers and mountains, the leader of Taiyi Sect specialized in stars.

At that moment, from the King of Cats speaker, the Demon Lord's voice emerged again, not a conversation this time, but a recording:

"I've met a girl, a girl for whom I'd give up an entire forest, named Yin Ji."

"She knows I'm a servant of the Demon Eye Sovereign, knows I'm tainted by the Fallen Holy Grail, yet she's willing to follow me, to be with me. But how could someone like me deserve her?"

"Starting today, I'll listen to the audio from the early Transcendent stage every day, to find the kind-hearted me, to resist the corruption of the Fallen Holy Grail. I must also end things with those women."

"May God bless me; you've given me nothing, so don't take her away from me."

The Demon Lord truly felt differently about Yin Ji. I remember from the previous audio recordings, when he was at the Saint realm and with women, he disrespectfully referred to them as "little sweepers," showing no respect for women.

But at the same Saint realm, his attitude towards Yin Ji was like a man in the throes of passionate love, constantly calling her "good sister" in a cheesy manner.

It's clear that he truly loved Yin Ji.

What a pity, Zhang Yuanqing sighed. It's a pity that the past cannot be changed, otherwise, he could have helped pray.

Later, Yin Ji was still taken back to Taiyi Sect by Elder Hongying, and the two went their separate ways, becoming strangers with no further contact.

The Demon Lord completely fell from grace, giving up on himself.

Even so, in his later years, the Demon Lord still didn't kill Elder Hongying. With his strength at that time, it shouldn't have been difficult to do so. The reason probably lies in what Yin Ji said before.

"Zzzt~" The sound of electricity rang out, followed by a deep song from the speaker:

"Lovers part, never to return, sitting silently alone, gazing beyond the mortal world~ Though flowers may wither, they will bloom again, a beloved melody, beyond the white clouds~"

"The sea of suffering, churns with love and hate~ In this world, one cannot escape fate~"

"Damn it, are you still trying to be sentimental?" Zhang Yuanqing slapped the King of Cats speaker.

"Zzzt~" The speaker crackled with electricity, the song interrupted, then ceased.

Zhang Yuanqing waited a moment, and seeing that no more audio played, he put the King of Cats speaker back in the drawer, crawled under the air-conditioned blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up early, sat at the dining table enjoying breakfast, and habitually opened the official forum.

The post boasting about him from yesterday was still there, but no longer the top one, replaced by:

#Saint Stage Broadcast Competition, starts at 2 PM#

It was now June 10th, and the Slaughter instance was in the latter half of June, leaving at most a week for the officials.

They had to finish the broadcast competition within a week, so the interval between the Transcendent and Saint competitions wouldn't be too long.

I'll be able to watch the Saint realm competition this afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing thought excitedly. Battles at the Saint realm aren't something you see every day.

Watching the Saint realm battles would allow him to better understand the characteristics of the Orderly Saints, so when it came time to fight, he could know both himself and his enemy. After washing up, he slung his backpack over his shoulder, pretended to go to school, and took a taxi outside the community to Fu's Bay.

Today, he was going to Fu's Bay to retrieve the Yin Corpse and pick up the Hou Tu Boots.

He no longer needed to go to school, thanks to the Demon Eye Sovereign's blessing. The Water Star Official's Elder of the Luo Shen had learned of his true identity and promised to solve his truancy problem, assuring him a smooth graduation.

During the morning rush hour, traffic was congested, and the taxi moved in fits and starts. He left at eight and only arrived at Fu's Bay at nine-thirty.

It was a good thing he wasn't short on money now, or the taxi fare of one hundred and fifty yuan would have left him breathless.

Arriving at Fu Qingyang's villa, he was led by a bunny girl to the study.

The first thing he saw was Wraith Number One writhing on the study's carpet, its pupils flashing with ferocity and brutality, eager to tear the only living person in the room, Fu Qingyang, to pieces.

But it couldn't.

Oh, I forgot to cancel the command, Zhang Yuanqing thought, communicating with the Yin Corpse through the brand in his sea of consciousness to calm its restlessness.

He stepped forward, took out the Bloodthirsty Blade, and cut the vines binding the Yin Corpse.

After doing all this, he then looked towards the two Fu Qingyangs at the end of the red carpet, one hanging on the wall, the other sitting behind the desk.

"Thank you, centurion, for retrieving the Yin Corpse for me." Zhang Yuanqing commanded the Yin Corpse to kneel in gratitude.

Fu Qingyang was immediately reminded of the previous day's events and said indifferently, "If you had left a step later yesterday, the Night Touring Ghosts of Taiyi Sect would have ganged up on you."

He didn't beat around the bush and said, "The competition rewards have been settled. Your reward is the Hou Tu Boots and level merit."

Saying that, he took out a pair of boots from his inventory.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, his gaze immediately drawn to the boots. They resembled ancient soap boots, high-topped and thick-soled, woven from earthy yellow silk and embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns.

They seemed quite heavy; Fu Qingyang's arms trembled slightly as he held the boots.

"They're yours now," said Fu Qingyang.

Zhang Yuanqing hurried forward, excitedly taking the boots.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yuanqing found himself face down on the floor, his arms firmly "stuck" to the ground, and he heard the sound of his arm bones breaking.