Chapter 33

Second floor of the villa, small conference room.

The sun was setting, and the blood-red afterglow filtered through the glass windows, casting a rosy glow on the white wool carpet of the conference room.

Li Dongze, Qingteng, Bailong, Tang Guoqiang, and Dajiba, all team leaders, sat straight at the conference table. Almost all the team leaders of the Lingjing Xingzhe from Kangyang District who could attend were present.

In addition to the team leaders of the Five Elements Alliance, Yuan Ting, who had just returned from the capital, also attended the meeting.

As a scout, Li Dongze keenly noticed that Yuan Ting was in poor spirits and frowned, asking, "Are you injured?"

Yuan Ting, pale and weak, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and upon hearing the question, opened his eyes, his expression calm, "No, but this time in the capital, Elder Sun placed great importance on me, considering me a future pillar of Taiyi Sect. He insisted on personally training me. The training was too intense, so my condition is poor."

The others showed deep respect.

Fu Qingyang glanced at him, not commenting, and said seriously, "Let's get to the point. What did Yuanshi see in Ou Xiangrong's memories that made you rush over?"

The team leaders immediately cast serious glances at Li Dongze.

This guy, upon leaving the morgue, immediately called everyone to gather at the Centurion's place, saying there was a major event.

When asked what it was, he wouldn't say, causing everyone to feel anxious and impatient.

Li Dongze cleared his throat and looked around the table, "Our Night Walker learned from Ou Xiangrong's memories what the Holy Grail really is. It's a tool of the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye, fully named the Fallen Holy Grail."

"The Wielder of the Deceptive Eye's Fallen Holy Grail?"

The team leaders on both sides of the table couldn't help but exchange glances, their expressions a mix of seriousness and confusion.

The Wielder of the Deceptive Eye is the vice president of the East Branch of the Spirit Ability Association.

The Spirit Ability Association is a notorious evil organization among the Lingjing Xingzhe, composed of powerful and insane witch doctors. The Wielder of the Deceptive Eye, the vice president of the East Branch, ranks eighth on the Five Elements Alliance's bounty list, capable of moving mountains and filling seas.

No one expected that the case of Ou Xiangrong would involve such a high-level figure.

As for the confusion, it was because they had never heard of the Fallen Holy Grail.

"Is Ou Xiangrong looking for the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye's tool?" Dajiba frowned and spoke directly, "That kid's mind is really messed up."

A mere Extraordinary Realm witch doctor daring to covet a high-level Lingjing Xingzhe's tool.

The others ignored Dajiba's words and looked at Fu Qingyang.

Fu Qingyang was silent for a few seconds, his tone unusually serious, "Next, I will share a piece of intelligence with you, but at your level, you don't have the right to know this information. So, once you leave this room, keep it to yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the others couldn't help but sit up straight and compose their expressions.

"The Fallen Holy Grail is a rule-class tool for the witch doctor profession, of extremely high level. Its function is to control Lingjing Xingzhe. The Wielder of the Deceptive Eye used this tool to enslave many Lingjing Xingzhe of other professions. A large portion of the 'Fallen Ones' we deal with each year are created by the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye. According to intelligence, once contaminated by the Fallen Holy Grail, one will be enslaved by the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye for life, with no way to escape except through death.

"Additionally, the contaminated must undergo the Holy Grail's baptism periodically, or they will go mad and die."

Li Dongze "hmm"ed and continued, "Ou Xiangrong is a slave of the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye."

This made sense, and the team leaders felt enlightened.

Bailong nodded first, then frowned, "What does this have to do with him killing Zhao Yingjun? And this doesn't seem like a major event."

"Zhao Yingjun is also a slave of the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye. He was a mole in the Five Elements Alliance, ostensibly an advisor to the Security Bureau, but secretly helping the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye to recruit new members and assist in his evil deeds." Li Dongze paused and said with an extremely serious tone, "Recently, the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye suddenly died, and his confidant, Black Wuchang, took the Holy Grail and a roster containing the identities of the Fallen Ones and went into hiding. Now, not only are Fallen Ones like Ou Xiangrong, but also the vice president of the East Branch of the Spirit Ability Association, the Witch King, and his subordinates, are searching for Black Wuchang.

"Once Black Wuchang obtains the roster, he will contact these Fallen Ones and take over the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye's legacy. Zhao Yingjun's mole identity is crucial, and he has likely already contacted Black Wuchang. Therefore, Ou Xiangrong wanted to find out Black Wuchang's whereabouts through Zhao Yingjun."

The others were stunned.

The Wielder of the Deceptive Eye, a high-level Lingjing Xingzhe, actually died?

This information was so shocking that even the usually calm Fu Qingyang's expression froze for a moment.

In the suffocating silence, Fu Qingyang tapped the table and said with a frown, "The roster of the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye contains a large number of Fallen Ones. Black Wuchang, with the roster and the Holy Grail, cannot possibly take over all the 'slaves.' People like Ou Xiangrong, who are mentally unstable, are not isolated cases."

Li Dongze smiled bitterly, "That's why it's a major event."

The team leaders felt heavy-hearted.

Fu Qingyang said, "Black Wuchang is hiding in Songhai. Songhai will not be peaceful in the coming days. I will report this to the Elder Council as soon as possible, so they can notify colleagues in other regions to be on guard against the Fallen Ones losing control.

"Starting today, all leave is canceled. No one is to turn off their phones, and everyone must be on standby 24/7."

The team leaders nodded solemnly.

Fu Qingyang, with a stern face, said, "In this incident, I must criticize all of you for being negligent, lax, and lacking vigilance."

Then, his expression softened, "In the case of Ou Xiangrong, Yuanshi Tianzun made a significant contribution. From killing Ou Xiangrong to questioning his spirit, it was all his doing. A group of experienced veterans couldn't match a newcomer. As your superior, I feel ashamed."

Li Dongze and the others looked ashamed.

What? What? The one who killed the witch doctor Ou Xiangrong is that new Night Walker?

Yuan Ting was stunned. He looked around and couldn't help but raise his hand, "Centurion Fu, are you saying that Li's 1st-level Night Walker killed Ou Xiangrong?"

Li Dongze subtly straightened his chest and lifted his chin.

Dajiba sighed, "That kid has an extremely strong combat talent. His future achievements are boundless. He might even reach the Saint Realm and become a high-ranking official."

The team leaders nodded slightly, agreeing with his assessment.

Qingteng explained, "He was the first to discover Ou Xiangrong's trail and acted decisively. By the time we arrived, the battle was already over. Although Ou Xiangrong was already injured and mostly delirious, killing him was still not easy."

Yuan Ting was stunned for a few seconds, then felt a deep pain in his heart.

Elder Sun is confused!!

Fu Qingyang didn't let the topic continue, saying coolly, "Dismissed."

Li Dongze and the others stood up and left their seats.

Yuan Ting didn't leave. After the team leaders exited the conference room, he suppressed his regret and frustration and said, "Centurion Fu, I need your help with something."

Fu Qingyang looked at him.

Yuan Ting explained, "This time, the Sect Master summoned us to the capital and announced a secret message: the Demon Lord is dead."

Fu Qingyang was stunned, then his chiseled, handsome face was filled with shock, a reaction even the death of the Wielder of the Deceptive Eye couldn't elicit.

The Demon Lord, an ID that made all official Lingjing Xingzhe tremble, was a fallen Night Walker, with a twisted, brutal, and bloodthirsty nature. Due to his expertise in assassination and stealth, countless Lingjing Xingzhe died at his hands.

At the height of his power, the elders of official organizations had to be cautious and low-key, not daring to expose themselves in reality.

Even evil organizations despised him because the Demon Lord killed without discrimination, targeting both righteous and evil.

Until the beginning of last year, he encountered the female general of the White Tiger Army in a high-level confrontation and was severely injured, disappearing from the scene.

"Then?" Fu Qingyang returned to his cold demeanor.

"The Sect Master gave us a task: to find the Demon Lord's successor. Starting two months ago, all new Night Walkers are our targets for screening." Yuan Ting said.

Fu Qingyang frowned, "Even if a lucky one obtains the Demon Lord's role card, it has nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Why does your Sect Master want to find him? Don't tell me it's out of respect for talent."

After a Lingjing Xingzhe dies, the Lingjing Association clears all the 'data' of the role and finds a new owner for the role card.

When a high-level Lingjing Xingzhe dies, the role card is formatted, but some remnants may remain, perhaps as a benefit or a privilege.

Such role cards are inherently superior to ordinary role cards.

However, in Fu Qingyang's view, this special feature was not enough to warrant such a significant effort from the Taiyi Sect Master, especially since even the Demon Lord himself was of a lower level than the current strongest Night Walker.

Yuan Ting shook his head, "I don't know. I just follow orders. This year, only four new Night Walkers have been promoted in Songhai. One died in the Lingjing, two joined the Taiyi Sect and were sent to the training camp. The last one is under Li Dongze. I want to question him."

Fu Qingyang stared at Yuan Ting, his dark brown eyes sharp and deep.

Yuan Ting steeled himself to meet his gaze.

"Fine, but no matter the result, you must tell me first. You are not to take him to the capital privately."

At the desk, Zhang Yuanqing opened his computer, pondered for a long time, and called out, "Sister Guan Ya, how should I write the report?"

Guan Ya, engrossed in a drama, responded dismissively, "Didn't I send you the template? Just follow it."

"It's not about the format, it's about the content," Zhang Yuanqing said, frowning.

He was writing a report on killing Ou Xiangrong, and the challenge was that if he omitted the existence of the Red Shoes, he couldn't convincingly describe the process of killing Ou Xiangrong.

After all, this couldn't be glossed over with a few words.

"Oh, you're so annoying." Guan Ya swiveled her office chair and turned around, scolding, "How do you want to write it?"

Zhang Yuanqing pondered, "I want to reasonably highlight how I used my kingly aura to intimidate Ou Xiangrong, then relied on my superior skills and wisdom to battle the witch doctor for three hundred rounds, finally slaying this demon who almost caused chaos in Songhai."

The mixed-race beauty rolled her eyes, "Instead of reasonably highlighting these non-existent things, why not reasonably lower Ou Xiangrong's intelligence? You showed great quick thinking in the garage, so why are you acting stupid now?"

Ah, right, Ou Xiangrong was already mentally unstable and severely injured, to what extent, no one knew. I can describe it however I want, and he can't rise from the grave to defend himself. Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, "Got it, thanks, Sister Guan Ya."

He immediately started typing, describing Ou Xiangrong's madness and irrationality, and decided how to handle the "Bloodthirsty Blade."

The Vajra Pestle is more focused on purification and subduing demons, not close combat. The Bloodthirsty Blade undoubtedly compensates for this shortcoming.

Its inherent bleeding and armor-piercing effects are a perfect match for the Night Walker's assassin attributes.

The only consideration is anemia.

Once my experience points increase and my abilities improve, the Night Walker's powerful vitality and self-healing should be able to support both tools: the pestle to subdue demons and the blade to slay rogues. Zhang Yuanqing finished the report and sent it to Li Dongze's email, then asked, "When will the rewards for clearing She Ling Tunnel and this time be distributed?"

"Your merits need to be approved by the Elder Council, and the funds need to be allocated. They will likely be distributed with next month's salary," Guan Ya said with a smile. "What, are you eager to treat your sister to a meal? Hmm, I want abalone, sea cucumber, roast duck, imported ham, and premium steak."

No, too expensive, I can only treat you to a pancake with a sausage and two eggs, Zhang Yuanqing thought.

He checked the time, already 2:30 PM, and decided to go home.

"Where did the team leader and other team leaders go?" Zhang Yuanqing asked before leaving.

After learning about Ou Xiangrong's memories, Li Dongze ungracefully left with the team leaders without any explanation.

"Meeting."

Guan Ya, holding her phone, leaned back in her chair, her impressive cleavage on display, smiled, "The large and mid-level meetings of the Lingjing Xingzhe in Kangyang District are usually held at Centurion Fu's place. Once you've been here for more than half a year and have more seniority, you can go there to play."

"What's so fun about it? I hate meetings the most," Zhang Yuanqing was not interested.

Guan Ya blinked, showing a sly smile, "There are many beautiful bunny girls there."

Zhang Yuanqing looked forward, "I really want to participate in the organization's meetings and contribute to its development."