Fujia Bay.

In the bedroom on the third floor of a small villa, three figures appeared out of nowhere.

"Huh, I'm back. I spent a thrilling vacation in the dungeon." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the familiar room and breathed leisurely.

The windows were open, letting in the early autumn wind and sunshine. The room was clean and tidy, the air conditioner was meticulously turned on, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Let's go back home." Princess Yin Yao expressed her joy.

Unconsciously, she began to regard this villa as her own residence. Compared with the cold and lonely ancient tomb, here there are younger generations favored by the master, wives and concubines in the back house who are scheming against each other, farmhands who are serious but answer every question, as well as TV dramas, mobile phones, rouge and powder, etc. for entertainment.

This made Princess Yin Yao feel happy that she had returned to the human world and was living a peaceful life.

Even though she has a mentality and experience that is indifferent to fame and fortune, she is still full of yearning for the colorful world.

At this time, the spiritual realm prompt sound came:

[Ding! Tianxia Guihuo requests you to use Red Fire Crystal Gravel, Frost Moon Mine, Dragon Blood Grass, and "World-Destroying Longevity Fire"...]

[Ding! Xiahou Aotian is applying to use...]

[Ding! Zhao Chenghuang is applying to use...]

[Ding! Sun Miaomiao is applying to use...]

These guys, what’s the big deal? I won’t cheat you of your materials.

Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.

"reject!"

Zhang Yuanqing responded to Lingjing's suggestion and rejected the members' applications.

The next second, the cell phone on the desk dinged loudly.

——The bunny girl charged his phone.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up his phone, scanned his face to unlock it, opened the chat app, and saw the message in the underground palace team group.

"Tianxia Guihuo sent a question mark, Zhao Chenghuang sent a string of ellipsis, and Xiahou Aotian said: "Yuanshi Tianzun, the treasure that pits the protagonist is the way to seek death, do you want to be a villain?"

Sun Miaomiao posted a "stinky pig".

Zhang Yuanqing stood at the table, holding his phone with his head down, and created a group chat, dragging Sun Miaomiao and others into the group:

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Enjoy the rights of the gang leader and establish the majesty of the gang leader (dog head).]

【Sun Miaomiao: Humph, so childish.】

Others breathed a sigh of relief and sent in their applications again.

This time, Zhang Yuanqing agreed to their request, and most of the dominant materials in the gang’s warehouse disappeared in an instant, as did the top-grade secret manuals.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: I know you are impatient, but are you sure that the inventory will have room for these materials?]

Everyone: “…”

Haha, a bunch of country dogs who have never seen money... Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.

He knew very well the mentality of these underground palace teams. They had never seen so many treasures before and couldn't wait to take them out to admire and play with them. Even if they just stared at them, they would feel very happy.

【天下归火: Yuanshi is right. Our inventory is not big enough to hold so many materials. It is enough to keep a few on us, and the rest can be stored in the gang warehouse. However, every time Yuanshi enters the dungeon, we have to take out the materials. It is better to be safe than sorry.】

"Are you afraid that I might die in this dungeon?" Zhang Yuanqing thought.

The proposal of returning the world to fire was unanimously approved by the underground palace team.

After a while, the Underground Palace Team submitted applications to use the gang warehouse and put the materials back into the warehouse.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Those antiques that are not made of spiritual materials are very valuable. How do we deal with them?]

[Xiahou Aotian: I have a channel to sell it. Every scholar family runs an auction, and I know many wealthy people who like to invest in and collect antiques. But I can only auction one at most. If I auction more, it will easily attract attention.]

Even if one piece is sold for hundreds of millions, it would be enough to greatly ease his financial pressure.

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Then take out an antique first, slowly

There is no rush to figure it out. 】

【Xiahou Aotian: OK.】

#Xiahou Aotian changed the group name to: Qinfeng College Underground Palace Treasure Sharing Group#

【Sun Miaomiao: Idiot!】

【The world is on fire: idiot!】

【Zhao Chenghuang:???】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: Why don’t you change your name back right away? Do you think you’re dying too slowly?]

#Xiahou Aotian changed the group name to: Protagonist Team Struggle Group#

After ending the group chat, Zhang Yuanqing first called his grandmother, replied to his aunt's message, and reported to Xiaoyuan that he was safe.

Then he changed his clothes, put his cell phone in his pocket, and went to the living room on the first floor. He found that the villa was empty except for the tall and beautiful bunny girl who was diligently cleaning.

"Where are they?" Zhang Yuanqing asked with a frown.

It’s understandable that the three women aren’t at home, but if the nerdy bachelor isn’t at home, then something must be wrong.

The bunny girl said in surprise:

"Master Yuanshi, you are back."

"During the seven days you were away, the Queen and Xie Lingxi each entered the dungeon once. Xie Lingxi entered the dungeon last night. Miss Guan Ya took the Queen and Li Chunfeng out to do a mission."

So that’s it. The extraordinary stage copy will not take more than two days, and Xie Lingxi will come out at the latest tomorrow night.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded without asking Guan Ya what mission she was doing.

There was no way the bunny girl could know.

He turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared, appearing in Fu Qingyang's study.

In the spacious and luxurious study, Mr. Qian, dressed in white, sat behind a valuable solid wood desk, handling the affairs of the patrol department. He stared at the documents without looking up, and said calmly:

"Next time you enter a house, knock on the door. It's not polite."

Zhang Yuanqing looked around and didn't see Lingjun, so he immediately said:

"Boss, something happened at Qinfeng College."

Only then did Fu Qingyang raise his head.

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang what happened in Qinfeng College as quickly as possible, omitting the details of the underground palace and only saying that he had successfully entered the hidden copy, but could not do it alone, so he invited four companions.

Fu Qingyang listened to Yuanshi Zun's counterattack against Ren Junzi with a blank expression, not a trace of approval, as if this was what he should do.

It was as if Ren Junzi was just an insignificant piece of trash, even though he had the fragment of the Compass of Light.

Is it difficult to dispose of garbage?

"At present, the teachers in the academy do not know that the stone door has been opened, nor do they know the purpose of Ren Junzi's murder. Sun Miaomiao and I have agreed on the confession."

Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking and said, "Boss, take a look, are there any flaws?"

Fu Qingyang listened to Yuanshi Tianzun's story.

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly:

"The biggest flaw is Ren Junzi's motive for murder. He possessed the Compass of Light and sneaked into Qinfeng College. It is impossible that he only wanted to kill a few saints who had just entered the fourth level."

After thinking for a few seconds, he said:

"Play dumb. There's no need to give headquarters an answer. After all, you're also a victim. As long as you don't reveal that you have the key, headquarters won't suspect you."

"They will feel confused and think it's unreasonable. They will think there must be unknown information in it, but they will never have evidence. Tianxia Guihuo, Xiahou Aotian and Zhao Chenghuang, the three of them have not been exposed yet, so there is no need to say more."

"The only loophole is Sun Miaomiao's armor."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately said, "Elder Sun will handle it."

Beijing, courtyard house.

Under the big locust tree, Sun Miaomiao, dressed in light-colored slim jeans and a black T-shirt, was dancing to the cheerful dance that has been popular on the Internet recently.

Behind her are little baby spirits, stretching their legs, moving their hands, and dancing the same dance as her.

The phone in my pocket played a rhythmic, deep and magnetic male voice:

"Love you for walking alone in the dark alley, love you for not kneeling, love you for how much I look like, even with the same flaws."

She is like a kindergarten teacher taking care of children.

Elder Sun on the rocking chair could no longer stand it. "That's enough, Miaomiao, get out of here. If you play this song again, I'll throw you into the training camp."

Every time they hear this song, the children in the tree lose control of themselves. "

The pure yang flame suddenly surged.

The little baby spirits were frightened and started to flee in all directions, singing "Fight, fight!" and hiding back in the locust trees.

"Grandpa, I've been in the training camp. I came back to report to you." Sun Miaomiao took out the phone from his pocket, paused the music, and said, "Something happened at Qinfeng College."

She briefly recounted what Ren Junzi had done at Qinfeng College.

"Yuanshi Tianzun suspects that he is a member of Dark Night Rose?" Elder Sun frowned.

"Why did Ren Junzi massacre the students for no reason? No, not for no reason, he seemed to have a purpose. Also, when did you get the Overlord-level armor?"

Ah, grandpa is an old fox, it's really hard to fool him... Sun Miaomiao pretends to be stupid:

"How would I know why Ren Junzi killed someone? Grandpa, that set of armor belonged to Yuanshi Tianzun. He lent it to me for fun. It seems that there is something wrong with the armor's origin. He doesn't want to tell the Five Elements Alliance the origin of the armor, so he wants me to help fool him."

"If the Five Elements Alliance asks, just say you gave it to me, okay? Just take it as a thank you for saving my life."

Elder Sun sneered: "Why should I help him? I am so confused."

Small-minded... Sun Miaomiao quietly rolled her eyes, trotted over, walked around to the front of the rocking chair, hugged Elder Sun's neck from behind, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa~ Anyway, it's the Five Elements Alliance's business, please~ Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

"Okay, are you the Calabash Brothers?" Elder Sun said disdainfully, "I know."

Sun Miaomiao happily smacked her grandfather's face.

After discussing how to deal with the headquarters' inquiries, Zhang Yuanqing took out the fragment of the Bright Compass and said, "Boss, what should we do with this thing?"

Fu Qingyang finally became interested. He reached out to take the golden compass and read the properties of the item.

"That's it for sure." Fu Qingyang nodded.

"At the internal meeting of the elders of the three branches, the properties of the two missing items were displayed."

He rubbed the plate with his fingertips and gave advice:

"The headquarters doesn't care. The one who offered the reward for this item is the guild leader. My suggestion is to exchange the fragments for the reward and do the guild leader a favor."

Forcing the Merchant Guild to keep the items would only create enmity with them, so it is really unnecessary.

Fu Qingyang put down the golden compass and said, "Besides, the reward from the president is more interesting and valuable than the fragment of the compass of light."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up: "What's the reward?"

"An exchange ticket from Wanjie Trading Company."

"What is that?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head: "I don't know. I only know that the president fought for the Compass of Light and fought against three demigods alone with just one exchange ticket."

"Shit, then can I also defeat three demigods?" Zhang Yuanqing was pleasantly surprised, thinking how could such a powerful tool exist in the world?!

Fu Qingyang looked at him and said, "The reason why the president can beat three demigods is because he is a demigod himself. As for you, you can probably beat three saints."

I can beat three saints right now... Zhang Yuanqing suddenly regained his sanity, but that did not stop him from looking forward to the exchange ticket.

"I will report this to the headquarters, and the headquarters will be responsible for contacting the president. You just wait for the reward." Fu Qingyang pushed the golden compass towards him and asked the most concerned question with implicit expectation: "What is in the underground palace of the academy?"

Zhang Wuqing looked around instinctively and whispered:

"The underground palace contains the First Emperor's treasure trove..."

He told Fu Qingyang in detail about his experience of exploring the underground palace, and only briefly mentioned the materials and dominant-level props.

He knew what Fu Qingyang cared about most.

He immediately took out the Double Dragon Jade Pendant and the Queen Wa Picture from Little Red Riding Hood and carefully placed them on the desk. Fortunately, Fu Qingyang's desk was spacious enough and did not need to move anything. It was enough to accommodate the

A picture.

When Fu Qingyang saw the picture of Queen Nuwa, his eyes narrowed immediately.

"The holy child of the Xie family?" He obviously recognized the baby in the scroll.

"I have also seen the furnace. It is Lian Sanyue's Hundred Refinements Furnace. Well, Lian Sanyue is the owner of Wanbao House and the daughter of the patriarch of the Zhao family. I guess her spiritual realm ID is not Lian Sanyue." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Speaking of this, I can't help but recall that when I searched for "Lian Sanyue" in the official database, I found no such person.

Later I realized that the woman was a direct descendant of the Zhao family. The Lingjing family had a set of strict rules for IDs, and her Lingjing ID was definitely not Sanyue. This was the name she gave herself in the underworld, so it could not be found in the official database.

Fu Qingyang gazed deeply at the scroll and fell into deep thought.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Boss, the Nuwa in the myth is a real spiritual being, so does her husband and brother Fuxi also exist?"

Fu Qingyang rejected his idea:

"There are not many credible things in mythology. The existence of Fuxi is more likely to be fabricated by people to suppress matriarchy as the social structure changed from a matriarchal society to a patriarchal society."

"Just because Nuwa was an ancient practitioner doesn't mean Fuxi was one, either."

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and felt that it made sense. He offered a smooth flattery, "Boss, you are wise. You and Guan Ya both grew up abroad. Guan Ya doesn't know much about our ancient mythology, but you know a lot about it."

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "Don't compare me to trash."

How can I respond to your words? Guan Ya is my girlfriend after all... Zhang Yuanqing did not respond. He watched him pick up the double dragon jade pendant, read the item's properties, and said:

"The secret of the Double Dragon Jade Pendant should be in Takamagahara. Do you want me to go there with you?"

"I have an appointment with the Palace Master of Stop Killing." Zhang Yuanqing refused.

Fu Qingyang frowned: "Can she be trusted?"

The treasures in Takamagahara are of extremely high status and must be priceless. Money can tempt people, so he is not at ease to stop killing the palace master.

"It's credible!"

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he saw Fu Qingyang's eyes shining with dazzling white light, staring at him without blinking.

Then, he took out a pair of golden scissors and snapped them between his eyebrows.

"Boss, what are you...doing?" Zhang Yuanqing had a bad feeling.

Fu Qingyang did not answer. The white light in his eyes faded away. He put away the scissors and said, "Think about it again. Do you want to go with the Palace Master Zhisha?"

Weird, did he cut something off of me... Zhang Yuanqing was confused, but he still nodded after hearing this, "Confirmed."

This time, Fu Qingyang did not object.

"By the way, boss, I found a top-quality item in the underground palace and I plan to give it to you." After finishing his business, Zhang Yuanqing remembered the swordsman's cloak.

Domination-level props are scarce, and even masters at the Domination stage have limited props on hand. He believes that no matter how wealthy Mr. Qian is, he will never treat Domination props as dirt.

What's more, this is a divine cloak.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qingyang closed the document he had not finished reading and said calmly:

"You can keep it for yourself."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Boss, it's a master-level item."

Fu Qingyang frowned: "If you rely too much on props, you will lose the heart of a strong man, especially for swordsmen. The simpler the means, the purer the fighting spirit. The cost of dominant props is often very high, and having a large number of them is not necessarily a good thing."

"Especially the items of other professions. They have all kinds of prices and can cause endless harm. You should know this best."

Zhang Yuanqing squinted at him and said, "Are you sure you don't want it? Then I'll send Guan Ya away."

Fu Qingyang said "hmm".

You will beg me to take back my order soon... Zhang Yuanqing silently took out the palace swordsman's cloak, "Okay, then this item belongs to Guan Ya. Boss, please help me appreciate it."

ps: typos will be updated first and corrected later.

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