As Zhang Yuanqing pushed the door open, he saw Yuan Ting seated at the conference table, holding a cigarette, his posture slightly lazy against the back of his chair, smiling gently toward him. Beside this Night Wandering Deity, there was a pen holder, on which a flag was inserted. The flag had an iron tip and a silk body; its background was pure black, embroidered with silver-threaded cloud patterns, featuring a single character "Command" in the center. Visually, it looked no different from ancient military command flags. Zhang Yuanqing sat down straightly, asked with a tone of casual diplomacy: “Captain Yuan, what brings you to me? I’ve already said that I’m enjoying my time in Organization, and don’t plan on moving.” He used a light, conversational approach to gauge the purpose of his visit. “You’ve just cleared She Ling Tunnel. Fu Bai Fu Chang values you highly—indeed, I can't be more certain. Oh, you may not know: when Fu Bai Fu Chang first requested that we assign you the guidebook for the tunnel, our Sun Elder thought it impossible for you to succeed, so he declined your participation. Now, regret is too late—many people within the gate are critical of this decision. They believe you have great potential and might even rise to Sage status one day… Well, I’ve gone on at length.” Yuan Ting explained with a self-conscious smile. “I’m quite talkative,” he added, “and hope you don’t mind.” Ah, so Sun Elder’s skepticism is that? Zhang Yuanqing nodded in understanding. “Would you like to smoke?” “I’m not very good at it…” “When I was your age, I never smoked either—until becoming a Night Wandering Deity during trials, when I developed anxiety and developed a long-standing habit of smoking. Though the cigarettes aren’t pleasant, they do help relieve stress. Every Night Wandering Deity has their own quirks.” “I have a friend named Jian Ji. When he first became a Night Wandering Deity, he was so overwhelmed that he needed to watch one hour of ‘Teletubbies’ every day to manage his emotions and reduce fear—this habit still remains today! Hahaha…” Captain Yuan, you’re truly talkative—but how do you manage to share such personal anecdotes with everyone? Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, while maintaining a composed listening posture. After a few minutes of chatting, Yuan Ting finally recalled the matter at hand. He cleared his throat and said formally: “We are seeking a lucky individual—the one who inherits the Demon King’s legacy. All newly appointed Night Wandering Deities, including you, are under review. The Demon King is an ID for a high-level Realm Walker.” What about the Demon King’s inheritance? Zhang Yuanqing asked, puzzled. “Let me be more precise,” said Yuan Ting, “Our official analysis suggests that character cards issued by Spirit Realm are not unlimited—they have defined thresholds. When a Realm Walker passes away, all their elements—including their character card—are reclaimed by the Spirit Realm.” Yuan Ting lit another cigarette. “In particular, when a high-level Realm Walker dies, the Spirit Realm does not fully erase their data—their character card retains certain unique features and is passed on to a new recipient. We call this phenomenon an inheritance.” Is that really true? Zhang Yuanqing understood, and pondered: “May I ask—what exactly is the Demon King, and why are we seeking his heir? This directly concerns me.” Yuan Ting responded with surprising openness: “I don’t know the official purpose behind searching for a Demon King’s successor. For us mid-level officers, it's enough to follow orders. As for the Demon King…” His expression conveyed both resentment and fear. “He is a fallen Night Wandering Deity—our very adversary. Many official Realm Walkers have perished at his hands—including members of the Five Elements Alliance and our own Taiyi Gate, even some Elders within the gate now deeply fear him. His presence has caused considerable concern.” The Demon King may not be terrifying—I don’t know—but he certainly has a certain ‘drama’ quality. Zhang Yuanqing quickly asked: “So how do we identify the Demon King’s heir? Or in other words, how can I support your efforts?” It seems that the successor bears little relation to the Demon King himself—after all, as a mainstream organization, Taiyi Gate wouldn’t target an innocent candidate. Yuan Ting again spoke with calm clarity: “The special qualities of a Demon King’s heir are two-fold: first, the character card features a full moon instead of a crescent; second, during instance completion, they receive a unique reward exclusive to their character card.” Wow! Zhang Yuanqing maintained a composed expression but internally was stirred into waves—“Whoa!” Isn’t this exactly my character card? The character card that Bing Brother sent me…is it from the Demon King? Why would Bing Brother possess a Demon King’s character card? What is the relationship between him and the Demon King? I always thought the exclusive reward for Red Dance Shoes was standard—now, it appears that the inheritance of the Demon King has granted me this special quality. Fortunately, due to the scarcity of prop_type items, I’ve been able to conceal the existence of this exclusive reward. Both Chief Fu Bai Fu Chang and Lao Si Ji know only about my possession of prop_type items—they are unaware of the character card-specific rewards. Zhang Yuanqing’s mind flashed with a series of thoughts. He didn’t let his thoughts drift aimlessly—he quickly stabilized himself, and gently remarked: “So I’m not the Demon King’s heir after all? I always thought myself special—especially since I've successfully cleared She Ling Tunnel.” “Captain Yuan, how shall I present my personal mark? It doesn’t feel under my control.” The mark symbolizes Spirit Realm. Apart from the night of character card renewal and during level-ups when a distinct black crescent appears on the forehead, otherwise it seems to vanish entirely. Yuan Ting glanced at the flag inserted in the pen holder and said: “Lower-level Realm Walkers cannot influence this mark—this elegant ‘costume’ is reserved for high-level walkers. I don’t need to see your mark; all I require is truth. I simply need to detect any lies.” As he looked toward the pen holder, he explained further: “This flag was borrowed from Fu Bai Fu Chang—it possesses the ability to ensure obedience and prevent lying. The cost, however, is that I myself cannot lie.” Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to maintain a composed expression. At this very moment, words could not convey his emotional state. Yuan Ting then moved on without further delay—he pulled out the flag, pointed it toward Zhang Yuanqing in mid-air, and said firmly: “So now, I ask you—what is your Night Wandering Deity mark: a crescent or a full moon?” As soon as the words were spoken, Zhang Yuanqing felt an overwhelming sense of dignity and authority enveloping him. He responded with deep respect, involuntarily compliant, eager to reveal all his secrets. His spirit became tightly tensed; his scalp tingled with intensity. Why is Taiyi Gate seeking a Demon King’s heir? If the goal were simply talent recruitment, wouldn’t they have been clearer in their intent? There must be deeper motivations. My character card was given by Bing Brother—perhaps it involves him as well. The rising tension gradually transformed into anxiety. Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing recalled the infant spirit residing within himself—the spirit servant could absorb damage and negative impacts, transferring them to itself for relief. Though the flag’s power is grand and authoritative, it lacks tangible harm; therefore, Little Comedian should be unharmed—why not try? He immediately stabilized his emotions and connected with the infant spirit inside, establishing a brief bond between their souls. Suddenly, the powerful aura flowed through Zhang Yuanqing’s consciousness into the infant spirit’s body. The sleeping infant stirred slightly, as if having just woken from a nightmare. And instantly, Zhang Yuanqing felt that sense of awe and fear fade away completely. “Crescent!” he said softly. Yuan Ting paused for several seconds, maintaining his pointed gesture with the flag, then asked: “Do you have any character card-exclusive rewards?” “No…” Yuan Ting remained silent. After a few dozen seconds, he sighed, withdrew the flag, and said: “You’ve passed the screening. I’ll relay this result to the organization. Taiyi Gate holds the successor very highly—such evaluations may be repeated in the future. Also, if you identify any Night Wandering Deities exhibiting these two characteristics, please inform me immediately—Taiyi Gate will offer a significant reward.” Even with all that money, I won’t report my own case… Zhang Yuanqing breathed out deeply and said with confidence: “I’ll notify you right away as soon as I notice such individuals.” Yuan Ting nodded in satisfaction: “Actually, becoming a Demon King’s heir might not be entirely positive—Spirit Realm has balancing mechanisms. Such unique Realm Walkers are often assigned to more challenging tasks. Remember: the rewards and risks always remain proportional.” Ah! Zhang Yuanqing smiled internally. “The Demon King’s heir truly seems unfortunate.” This was genuine. Yuan Ting returned the pen holder and flag into his briefcase, then handed over a smartphone: “If you don’t mind, I’d like to add you as a friend. The Five Elements Alliance has very few Night Wandering Deities—fewer than we need. With no one to guide you in your professional experience or knowledge, you may find it hard otherwise. If you have questions, feel free to reach out to me.” You are truly kind… Zhang Yuanqing happily scanned the QR code and added him as a contact. Yuan Ting closed the smartphone, smiling kindly: “We charge consultation fees.” Do we pay? Zhang Yuanqing’s expression became momentarily stunned. “By the way,” said Yuan Ting, “you’ve been a newly appointed Night Wandering Deity for just over one week now.” Based on our accumulated experience, new appointees typically re-enter the Spirit Realm within one to two weeks—usually during multi-player combat instances.” So then, I’ll receive my next task within a week? I seem to remember that person—I saw him earn me 200 yuan last night! Zhang Yuanqing’s tone became both serious and full of anticipation. He asked: “What is the fee for this piece of information?” Yuan Ting smiled: “This one is free.” Free? Oh, you’re truly kind… Zhang Yuanqing said immediately: “Then I have another question—I’d like to know if it can remain free.” “It depends on whether your questions are valuable,” replied Yuan Ting. “Does the Night Wandering Deity’s skill tree include divine power of the Sun God?” “Yes—it does—but I’m not exactly sure at which level.” That’s sufficient—now I have a clearer understanding of my career path. A convergence of day and night, yin and yang—what a cool concept! Zhang Yuanqing said: “I have no more questions.” ... Watching Fu Bai Fu Chang—the Night Wandering Deity from Taiyi Gate—leave the conference room and descend the steel stairs, Zhang Yuanqing walked toward Chief Li Dongze’s office. He needed to report on Lao Si Ji's condition at the hospital—but had to rephrase his words carefully. He must not reveal any information about Little Comedian; he must not mention that he has a Spirit Servant—yet. That’s not feasible now. Inside the office, Li Dongze heard a sudden outburst from outside: “I’m standing in the wind and current, holding the sun and moon—I pray that both heavens and earth may remain orderly…” The song ceased, followed by a knock at the door. Li Dongze replied: “Please come in.”