Li Xianzong didn't enter the bedroom. Leaning against the doorframe, he twirled his butterfly knife and smiled broadly. "I plan to kidnap the doctors, nurses, and patients at Pingai Hospital to test the official response, reel in Yuan Shixian, and then announce to everyone: 'Songhai, I'm here!' A stunning, elegant woman, gently sucking her fingers, her eyes sparkling with allure: "It's wildly ambitious—yet, don't you fear for your life? Never underestimate the Five Elements Alliance. Though they're often played for fools, and though many of them merely hold office without doing much, it's undeniable that the orderly faction is stronger than us. Otherwise, how could they claim to be the official authority?" Li Xianzong replied casually: "That's something you don't need to worry about. I just need you to keep Fu Qingyang occupied. Kangyang District is under his jurisdiction. As long as he can't reach me in time, I'll have confidence in making a clean exit. Yes—before the other district stewards arrive." The woman smiled seductively: "And what about your reward?" Li Xianzong remained silent for a few seconds, then said, "What's the point of playing with ordinary men? The well-bred, orderly men from the Conformist faction should surely stir your interest more. Within the next fifteen days, I'll secure at least ten official travelers for you." The female protector's eyes sparkled, and she licked her lips: "That sounds fascinating—just thinking about how they sink into their desires, I can't help but feel restless. But I have a request—I want to take the Primordial Celestial Sovereign... " "He shouldn't be too old, preferably a university student, and he should be handsome. If he's never been in a relationship before, even better. Then I'll have the delight of cultivating a pure, innocent young puppy." Li Xianzong murmured in admiration: "You're truly a strange one—already making me feel uneasy." The woman stood up, gracefully curved her slender waist to the bedside, draped on a light, sand-like nightgown, put on black-framed glasses, and sat down at the round table. In an instant, she transformed from a vibrant, passionate woman into a refined, intelligent, mature beauty. She looked at Li Xianzong at the door, and said calmly: "Every evil wanderer is a freak—only the direction differs. Your freakishness lies in your cruelty, your bloodthirstiness, your relentless desire for destruction. Moreover, you deeply detest women. Did you suffer a romantic heartbreak before? No... " The female guardian gazed intently at Li Xianzong, her eyes misty, and said, "You showed no interest in me when I was bare and vulnerable. But when I adjusted my posture, became mature and dignified, your aversion deepened—now it carried resentment and longing, even a hint of yearning." "I understand now. Your deep-seated hatred of women stems from your mother. When you were young, she must have done something at my age that you can never forgive." Li Xianzong's sharp, defined features darkened suddenly, and a surge of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Do not pry into my innermost thoughts. You have angered me." "The female guardian giggled softly, her chest trembling, momentarily disrupting her poised, intellectual aura, and said, 'You've been so worked up—what's really so extraordinary about your mother abandoning her husband? What could a common person possibly do that would be such a big deal? You're a being of evil, accustomed to human frailty and corruption—why can't you forgive your mother? Abandoning her husband is surely better than what I've endured. After all, some people spend their entire lives trying to heal wounds from their childhood." Zhang Yuanqing sat at his computer desk, searching through the official wanted lists while thinking: "My third spiritual realm should be arriving soon. If it comes in early May, then June will be dedicated to the Night-Wanderer Spirit Realm event—also a major killing instance. June is typically a large-scale killing instance. "If my luck is good and the solo realm comes before the major killing instance, I'll be able to reach level 3 and then join the major killing instance to advance directly to the Saint rank. Otherwise, I'll have to wait until the end of the year." Major killing instances are optional, and do not conflict with solo spiritual realm events. With Li Dongze's reminder, he now felt the pressure. The Prime Immortal had emerged too quickly and would naturally draw attention from the opposing faction. As a brand-new recruit, he had only been a spiritual traveler for just over a month—far less time than experienced practitioners, who could easily assess his level. A rising star, yet still not at level 3, is nothing but a juicy, ripe peach in the eyes of evil practitioners. As he was pondering, the search results appeared, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately skipped over the Saint Realm, turning instead to the rewards list for the extraordinary stage. At the top of the list was a character named "A-1" from the Ling Realm, a Level 3 Wuguo Specialist belonging to a branch of the Ling Neng Association. Evaluation: Extremely eccentric in temperament. Record: He once turned the official agents of the Wu Xing Alliance, who had surrounded him with two small teams of Ling Realm units, into a rout, escaping with calm composure. In that engagement, the official forces lost two Level 3 agents, four Level 2 agents, and three Level 1 agents. The profile includes a detailed note on his "eccentricity." Typically, evil practitioners are either mad or eccentric, but each has a distinct condition—some are bloodthirsty, others decadent, some gloomy, others passionate—yet "A-1" seems to embody all of it, like a perfect amalgamation of negative energy. "Even if I summon a ghost bride, I doubt I can eliminate two official squads. Others won't foolishly fight the ghost bride head-on; as long as I'm delayed, I'm done." Zhang Yuanqing watched with growing alertness. He then turned to the second entry on the roster: the spiritual realm ID "Liang Chen Zhe Zhu Er Shi," a Level 3 illusionist belonging to the Void Sect—its southern branch. Evaluation: Temperamentally passionate. Record: To avenge his superior, he orchestrated the downfall of a Level 4 Saint of the Taiyuan Sect, then calmly departed, remaining uncaught to this day. Additional notes in the profile reveal that investigations show he has served under numerous superiors, all of whom ultimately met untimely deaths—gradually, no one in the southern branch now supports him, and he has become a lone wanderer. "He managed to orchestrate the downfall of a Saint, even one as powerful as the Night-Wanderer God—this man is truly formidable," Zhang Yuanqing continued to read. At that moment, his phone chimed with a notification. He promptly shifted his gaze from the computer, picked up his phone, and checked the incoming message. Xiao Yuan: "I've gathered a few pieces of information." Zhang Yuanqing immediately stood up and went into the restroom stall to dial Xiao Yuan's number. The phone connected, and a calm, composed voice—somewhat amused—came through: "By the way, I still don't know your ID." "Da Ji Bā!" Zhang Yuanqing casually replied. The elderly lady chuckled, "Then I must have guessed wrong—I thought you were called Yuan Shǐ Tian Zūn." Zhang Yuanqing neither confirmed nor denied, simply asking, "What information?" "First piece: Yuan Shǐ Tian Zūn has climbed from the bottom to third place on the extraordinary organization's outstanding achievers' list. The reward is one million yuan, two items of extraordinary-stage equipment, and one item of sage-stage equipment." Whoa! I'm this valuable? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. He reached for the holy cup—had only been rewarded with two million yuan and two items of equipment. Of course, A-level merits can't be replaced by money and equipment alone. "Article two: The Zhongyuan Province branch lost two promising Level-3 travelers killed by 'A-1,' who is now heading to the capital to hunt down stronger official prodigies." That's a relief—may the colleagues in the capital take care. Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a deep breath. "Article three: Li Xianzong has arrived in Songhai, intending to hunt down Yuanshixian, the recently rising Celestial Sovereign of the Songhai branch." !!! Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed with shock—what a coincidence! The one who had been pursuing me, it's him! The profile of Li Xianzong naturally came to mind. He is a member of the Military Commander's Academy, active along the coastal regions, and a trusted subordinate of the Magician-Emperor, the Master of the Four Heavenly Kings. The Magician-Emperor is a master-level enchantress, an exceptionally formidable presence. In the Five Elements Alliance, such a figure would be a senior leader's trusted aide, specifically targeting Yuanshixian for elimination. Official records describe him as: bloodthirsty, ruthless, proud, and cunning. In short, a cold-blooded killer with a sharp mind. Li Xianzong is naturally combative, and his temperament is exceptionally well-suited to the role of a mesmerizing spirit-being—a perfect fit for the profession. Since becoming a traveler, he has steadily risen, emerging as a rare rising star among peers with exceptional potential. Though he had already gained some recognition earlier, his official ranking on the public wanted list remained modest due to his level. It wasn't until he advanced to Level 3 as a mesmerizing spirit-being that he achieved a major breakthrough: by single-handedly eliminating a Level 4 Saint of the Spiritual Energy Association, he surged into the top five on the wanted list. Regarding equipment, if the red ballet shoes—the essential item for evasion and pursuit—aren't with him, his combat strength will suffer significantly. Relying solely on the ghost bride, he may not be able to defeat Li Xianzong, who surely has his own reserves. I need to reach level 3 soon,全面提升 my attributes, or else I'll be in serious danger. Zhang Yuanqing said, "Aunt Xiao Yuan, is there anything else?" "That's all. A total of nine thousand yuan—here's a discount, I'll give you ten thousand." Aunt Xiao Yuan spoke coldly, yet her voice was pleasant. Such a compelling aunt. "I'll make time to visit and deliver the money to you," Zhang Yuanqing said as he hung up the phone. ... Ping Tai Hospital. Jiang Yu'er, dressed in a white coat, sent off the last female patient and stretched her back. With just one more hour, she'd be done for the day. Since there are no appointments scheduled for tomorrow, she could spare one or two hours tonight to accompany her nephew in playing games. Her nephew, still unmarried and seemingly unremarkable, had always been grateful for her patient, affectionate, and endlessly understanding auntly Jiang Yu E strolled out of her office and walked over to the adjacent consultation room, leaning against the doorframe with a smile. "Has there been any news about Wang Qian lately?" Jiang Yu'e rolled her eyes: "With my background, how could I possibly marry someone like my cousin's brother? He's just too junior—simply not up to the standard to support me." Everyone was already quite familiar with each other, so they spoke freely and without reservation. Zhao doctor chided, "Enough already! If we keep going like this, I'll be a lifelong single woman." As she was speaking, a sharp gunshot echoed from afar, causing Jiang Yu'e's expression to shift slightly. Zhao doctor paused, then looked puzzled: "What's going on?" Just as she finished speaking, a commotion erupted in the hospital lobby—shouts and cries rose and fell in waves. A crackling static sound filled the public announcement system, followed by a man's confident, commanding voice: "Attention! Starting now, I take full control of Ping Tai Hospital. Everyone stay where you are, crouch down, and hold your heads. Anyone who runs will be shot on the spot." Then, several more gunshots rang out.