Li Xianzong did not walk into the bedroom; instead, he leaned against the doorframe, waving his butterfly knife with a smile and said:
“I plan to kidnap doctors, nurses, and patients from Ping Tai Hospital to test the official response. I’ll then lure Yuan Shi Tian Zun out, and announce to everyone: ‘Sung Hai—here I come!’”
The elegant woman, gently sucking her fingers, looked at him with a sultry gaze: “It’s quite daring—but don’t you fear death? Never underestimate the Five Elements Alliance. Though they are often played for keeps and filled with individuals who merely hold office without real action, it cannot be denied that the Order of Harmony is stronger than we are; otherwise, how could they claim to be the official force?”
Li Xianzong replied casually: “That’s something you needn’t worry about. I’ll have you keep Fu Qingyang in check. He oversees Kangyang District. As long as he can’t arrive promptly, I’ll be confident of escaping unharmed—until other branch representatives from elsewhere reach the scene.”
The woman smiled sweetly: “And what about your compensation?”
Li Xianzong paused for a few seconds before saying: “What’s the point in playing with ordinary men? The well-bred male members of the Order of Harmony should be more appealing to you. Within half a month, I’ll personally capture at least ten official Realm Walkers.”
The female nurse’s eyes brightened as she licked her lips: “That’s interesting—thinking about how they’re immersed in desire and slowly sinking into it makes me feel restless. But I have one request—I’d like that Yuan Shi Tian Zun…
“He shouldn’t be too old, preferably a university student—handsome, with a good appearance. If he has no experience in love, even better. Then I’ll find it delightful to train such a pure, innocent young puppy.”
Li Xianzong murmured: “You’re truly eccentric—even I feel intimidated.”
The woman stood up, gracefully twisted her waist and walked over to the bed, slipped on a light, sand-like nightgown, put on black-framed glasses, and sat down at the round table.
In that instant, she transformed from an exuberant, lively woman into a cool, intelligent, mature beauty.
She looked at Li Xianzong standing at the door and said calmly:
“Every evil Realm Walker is eccentric—only their direction differs. Your eccentricity lies in your cruelty, bloodlust, and desire for destruction. Moreover, you deeply resent women. Have you ever suffered a romantic heartbreak? Not quite….”
With a soft gaze, the female nurse watched Li Xianzong: “You showed no interest in my bare form when I was naked. But once I assumed a mature, composed posture—enough to be dignified—you began to feel not only resentment but also disappointment and even a subtle longing.
“I understand now—the root of your aversion toward women stems from your mother. At her age, during your childhood, she must have done something you can’t forgive.”
Li Xianzong’s sharp features darkened instantly; the intensity in his eyes surged: “Don’t pry into my innermost thoughts—you’ve angered me.”
The female nurse laughed softly, her chest vibrating—her composed elegance momentarily shattered—and said:
“Just look how flustered you are! It's merely that your mother abandoned her husband and child. How much of a big deal is that for an ordinary person? After all, you’re part of the evil organization—you’ve seen too many manifestations of human imperfection to expect forgiveness from your mother now.
‘Abandoning one’s spouse’—that’s better than what I've done. Still, some people spend their entire lives trying to heal their childhood wounds.”
Li Xianzong took a deep breath and suppressed the rising anger, then said calmly: “I have no interest in your past story. At five o'clock this afternoon, I will secure Ping Tai Hospital.”
With that, he turned and walked away.
……
At the Kangyang District Public Security Bureau.
Zhang Yuanqing has been busy recently—firstly, the Large Health Checkup has not yet arrived, leaving him anxious; secondly, the third activation of the Spirit Realm is approaching rapidly. Finally, members of Taiyi Gate have not yet come to speak with him, and although he submitted the Red Dance Shoe, it remains unclear when purification will be completed.
Sitting at his computer desk, Zhang Yuanqing searched through official wanted lists while thinking:
“My third Spirit Realm should soon arrive—should it come in early May, then June will be dedicated exclusively to the Night Wandering Deity’s individual Spirit Realm. June will also mark the launch of a large-scale slaughter instance.
“If my luck is good and the individual Spirit Realm precedes the large-scale instance, I’ll be able to reach Level 3 and then join the instance—thus qualifying for elevation into Sage status. Otherwise, I’ll have to wait until year-end.”
The large-scale slaughter instance is optional; it does not conflict with the individual Spirit Realm.
With Li Dongze’s encouragement, Zhang Yuanqing now feels increased pressure.
Yuan Shi Tian Zun has emerged so swiftly that he will inevitably attract attention from opposing factions. As a newcomer, however, his time as a Realm Walker spans only just over one month—far too brief for seasoned practitioners to assess his actual level accurately.
To the evil organization, a rising star with a grade below Level 3 is simply a ripe, juicy plum—easy to break and manipulate.
As he continued thinking, search results appeared. Zhang Yuanqing immediately skipped past the Sage Realm section and examined the list of elevated-stage rewards.
At the top of the list was a Spirit Realm ID named “Ah Yi,” a Level 3 Wu Gu Master belonging to one of the branches of the Spirit Ability Organization.
Evaluation: Extremely distorted personality.
Recorded achievement: He had previously defeated two official small teams from the Five Elements Alliance during their joint assaults, successfully escaping—during that battle, the official forces lost two Level 3 Realm Walkers, four Level 2, and three Level 1 members.
The profile elaborates on “distorted personality”—while most evil organization members are described as mad or eccentric, each with unique expressions: some bloodthirsty, others indulgent, some gloomy, others passionate.
This individual, however, embodies all of them—like a collection of negative energies.
“I’ll probably be unable to defeat two official small teams even if I summon the Ghost Bride. Others won’t simply stand against a ghost bride; as long as they delay time, I’ll collapse.”
Zhang Yuanqing felt increasingly cautious.
He continued reviewing the second entry: Spirit Realm ID “Liang Chen Zhe Zhu Er Shi,” a Level 3 Illusionist from the Vacant Sect—Southern Line.
Evaluation: Moderately passionate.
Achievement: To avenge his elder leader, he orchestrated the death of a Level 4 Sage member of Taiyi Gate and then departed peacefully—a case that remains unsolved to date.
Additional details indicate an investigation revealed he had followed numerous leaders, all of whom ultimately met untimely deaths—gradually leading the Southern Sect members to avoid supporting him. He has thus become a lone wanderer.
“Being able to design the elimination of a Level 4 Sage—and it's even the Night Wandering Deity—is quite formidable,” Zhang Yuanqing noted as he continued scrolling.
At that moment, his smartphone buzzed with an incoming message.
He glanced away from the computer and picked up his phone to read the message.
Xiao Yuan: “I’ve gathered several pieces of intelligence.”
Zhang Yuanqing immediately stood up and entered the restroom, dialing Xiao Yuan’s number.
The call connected—coming through a calm, composed voice, slightly amused: “To be honest, I still don’t know your ID.”
“Da Ji Ba!” Zhang Yuanqing casually responded.
Xiao Yuan chuckled: “Ah—that explains it. I thought you were Yuan Shi Tian Zun!”
Zhang Yuanqing neither confirmed nor denied, simply asking: “What’s the intelligence?”
“One piece of information—worth three thousand.”
“I’d like to hear it first.”
“The first point: In the evil organization's elevated-stage reward list, Yuan Shi Tian Zun has surged from last place to third. The prize is one million yuan and two elevated-stage props, plus one sage-level prop.”
Wow? I’m this valuable?! Zhang Yuanqing was stunned—he had previously received a Crown Cup reward of only 200,000 yuan and two props.
Of course, A-level merit cannot be measured solely in cash or props.
“The second point: Two promising Level-3 Realm Walkers from the Zhongyuan Province branch have been killed by Ah Yi. He is now preparing to head for the Capital City to hunt down stronger official talents.”
Excellent—better that he doesn’t come to Sung Hai—the colleagues there are safe… Zhang Yuanqing exhaled in relief.
“The third point: Li Xianzong has arrived at Sung Hai, with plans to eliminate the recently rising Yuan Shi Tian Zun of the Sung Hai Branch.”
Wow! Zhang Yuanqing’s mind buzzed—what could possibly be more dire than this? The very person who has been targeting me is finally here!
In his mind, he naturally recalled Li Xianzong's profile.
Li Xianzong is a member of the Military Commander School—active in coastal regions—and one of the Four Heavenly Kings under the Magi-Eye King. The Magi-Eye King himself is a supreme Enchantment Demon—an immensely formidable presence.
In the context of the Five Elements Alliance, such a figure would be equivalent to a senior leader’s trusted subordinate, specifically named to eliminate Yuan Shi Tian Zun from the ground up.
The official records describe Li Xianzong as: bloodthirsty, brutal, defiant, and clever—summarized simply as a sharp-minded killer.
Li Xianzong is naturally competitive—he embodies the very essence of an Enchantment Demon. Since becoming a Realm Walker, he has steadily risen to become one of the rare standout talents among peers.
Though previously recognized in his local circles, his advancement was limited by his initial level. He did not rank highly on the official reward lists until he achieved Level 3 as an Enchantment Demon—when, through a solo performance, he assassinated a Level 4 Sage of the Spirit Ability Organization and surged into the top five most wanted officials.
“Between Level 4 and Level 3 lies an unbridgeable gap. Li Xianzong's ability to kill a Level 4 Sage suggests not only exceptional personal strength but also strategic use of props—leveraging timing, terrain, and resources.”
“With such a formidable opponent now focused on me—and given sufficient time to prepare—I am beginning to question whether my chances of survival are high…”
Zhang Yuanqing’s mood grew heavy.
Beyond the prop advantage, when considering individual capability alone, both the Enchantment Demon and the Night Wandering Deity represent peak-tier roles. A Level 3 Li Xianzong would undoubtedly surpass a Level 2 Zhang Yuanqing in combat strength.
Regarding props—without his Red Dance Shoe—the highly effective tool for evasion and pursuit—his battlefield effectiveness is significantly reduced. Relying solely on the Ghost Bride, he may not be able to defeat Li Xianzong, and the latter certainly has reserves of his own.
I must elevate to Level 3 sooner and strengthen my attributes—otherwise, I’m in deep trouble… Zhang Yuanqing said: “Ms. Xiao Yuan, are there any more?”
“No further information—total nine thousand yuan, here’s a discount—I’ll give you ten thousand.” Ms. Xiao Yuan spoke coldly yet pleasantly.
Such an attractive elderly lady.
“I’ll visit you sometime to personally deliver the payment,” Zhang Yuanqing said as he hung up the phone.
……
At Ping Tai Hospital.
Wearing a white coat, Jiang Yubi escorted her last female patient and stretched her arms—only one more hour until she could leave for home.
Tomorrow there will be no scheduled appointments, so tonight she can spend an extra two hours playing games with her nephew.
Her nephew remains unmarried—she, the endearing, kindly aunt, is reluctantly accompanying him as a companion.
As Jiang Yubi walked out of her office and into the adjacent consultation room, she leaned against the door and said:
“Hasn’t heard any news about Wang Qian lately?”
Inside the room sat a middle-aged woman named Zhao—a familiar friend from Jiang Yubi’s social circle. After a busy workday, women working in obstetrics frequently gathered to chat.
They talked about patients’ gossip, staff members’ personal lives—anything and everything.
“Heard from the head nurse that Wang Qian has resigned and moved on to another position,” Zhao sighed. “Since his nephew passed away, his mental state has not been stable—perhaps he simply wants to move out of the hospital and find a new environment.”
Jiang Yubi nodded.
Zhao then added:
“Regarding the matter I mentioned to you last time—about introducing you to my cousin at the central enterprise—the way he’s acted recently! I showed him your photo—and that young man hasn’t eaten or drunk properly since—he insists on having me introduce you!”
Jiang Yubi rolled her eyes: “Zhao Sister, with my current qualifications, how could anyone from a central enterprise possibly marry me? Your cousin is simply too junior—can’t afford to support me.”
By now they were very close and spoke freely.
Zhao laughed gently and said: “Well, just keep going—you’ll end up an old maid if you don’t!”
As she was speaking, a gunshot echoed from afar—Jiang Yubi’s face tightened slightly.
Zhao paused for a moment, then asked with mild confusion: “What happened?”
Just as Zhao finished speaking, noise and cries began to rise from the hospital main hall—the sounds of panic growing steadily.
“Buzzing…”
A crackling sound came through the public broadcast—then a man's confident voice: “Attention! From now on, Ping Tai Hospital is under my command. Everyone remains in place—hold your heads and crouch down. Anyone who runs will be shot immediately.”
More gunshots followed.
…