At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked towards the bedside table. The electronic alarm clock showed 21:15.

"I understand." Zhang Yuanqing replied succinctly.

Because his aunt was around, he didn't say much. After hanging up the phone, he said to Jiang Yu'er:

"Today's game ends here"

My aunt looked at him sideways and said with a pout:

"Did that busty vixen come looking for you?"

"Go, go, go!" Zhang Yuanqing spat on his face and said, "I'm going to sleep now, you should go back to your room and take a rest."

My aunt didn't leave, and raised her eyebrows. "You haven't been home for a few days. You finally came back. You must play with me until twelve o'clock today. I haven't had enough fun yet. Even if you have a girlfriend, you can't forget mom."

"You are just my aunt, not my mother," Zhang Yuanqing corrected.

Seeing that the hard way didn't work, my aunt tried the soft way, twisted her body, and said coquettishly: Let's play another round. "

Who could refuse a spoiled aunt? Unfortunately, Zhang Yuanqing had something important to do. Without saying anything nonsense to her, he strode over, put his arm around the aunt's knees, lifted her up, and walked straight out of the room.

"Oh, put me down. You have no respect for your elders at all." Jiang Yu'er struggled hard, kicking and stomping with his long legs, and angrily tried to tear his nephew's face.

The funny little guy lying on her head immediately hit her head with his little fist.

In the living room, grandparents were watching TV wearing reading glasses. The grandmother frowned when she saw her daughter being carried out by her grandson.

“Mom, Yuanzi bullied me.

Jiang Yu'er, the villain, complained first and fluttered a few times.

But the nephew's iron arms tightly wrapped around her small waist and long legs, so she couldn't jump down.

"Put your aunt down.

After all, grandma's heart is with her daughter.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to put his aunt down and changed his words: "Grandma, I'm going to go out for a while. Guan Ya's cousin is treating me to a barbecue.

'Are you going to come back to sleep at night?' Grandma looked unhappy when she heard that I was going out again.

“It depends.

While talking about Nuo, Zhang Yuanqing was kicked several times by his aunt. With his grandparents watching him, he did not dare to pin the old couple's daughter to the ground and bully her, so he could only endure it.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a gust of wind swept towards Fujia Bay, the grass and trees in the courtyard rustled, leaves fell, and dust flew.

In the strong wind, a figure landed beside the fountain pool, then turned into a dreamy starlight and disappeared.

Outside the study, Zhang Yuanqing took off his Windrush gloves and knocked on the door...

"Dongdong~

Soon, the brown solid wood double door opened automatically. Fu Qingyang, dressed in white like snow, sat upright behind the desk, looking at him with deep eyes.

Zhang Yuanqing walked straight in, looked around, and said:

He didn't see the demigod president.

Fu Qingyang picked up something on the table and shot it with his shaking hand.

Zhang Yuanqing caught it steadily and took a closer look. It was a black jade talisman with an oily texture. There was a void passage carved on the front that looked like a wormhole, and there were incomprehensible spiritual patterns carved on the back.

"Crush it." said Fu Qingyang.

The president is not here. Even if we are both lawful organizations, we cannot completely trust them. We still need to have the most basic precautions. The pattern on the back of this jade talisman is similar to my teleportation jade talisman, but it is more complex and should be of higher quality.

Zhang Yuanqing did not hesitate. He exerted force with his fingertips and crushed the oily black jade with a snap.

Next, he saw Fu Qingyang's figure quickly dissipate, the scene in the study quickly faded, and after a ripple-like ripple, he appeared in a spacious and bright nightclub's luxurious private room!

The big screen was playing scenes of beauties in ancient costumes dancing. The marble table was filled with drinks, fruits and snacks, and there was even a billiard table in the lounge.

The patterned marble tiles reflected the light, shining brightly.

Facing the big screen was a U-shaped sofa, on which a man in a burgundy suit and a half-face silver mask was lazily leaning.

This somewhat frivolous-looking man should be the president. He hugged two off-shoulder beauties and enjoyed the drinks and snacks fed by the locals.

On the sofas on both sides, there are beauties wearing tank tops and miniskirts.

They put their legs together, crossed their hands on their abdomen, and sat in an elegant and dignified posture.

What way? Zhang Yuanqing stood there, confused for a long time, and asked tentatively: You are, Mr. President?

"Nice to meet you. Hello."

The president pushed aside the beauties on both sides, came over enthusiastically, and put his arm around Zhang Yuanqing's shoulders in a familiar manner, "The atmosphere is good, isn't it? This is the place for men to talk about things, why don't you call someone."

The beauties beside the sofa stood up and lined up, saying coquettishly: "Greetings, Master Tianzun~"

Zhang Yuanqing thought he was good at socializing, but the scene before him made him completely at a loss as to how to respond.

The meeting he understood was in a treasury filled with treasures and props. The president of the Merchants Guild stood on the top of the treasure mountain, looking down at him coldly.

He was praised for returning the item, and then given the coveted reward by the Spiritual Walker.

At the very least, the Merchants Guild is not @82 Chinese website fastest update! A Western organization, it should be a spire church under the moonlight, with the president sitting high on the Pope's throne, coldly overlooking the ants who are making pilgrimages.

Then in the name of God, rewards are given.

In short, this meeting should be full of style and majesty, which is in line with the identity of a demigod.

How did it become a private room in a nightclub?

Those who didn't know would think that the demigod president brought Yuanshi Tianzun to visit a prostitute. "Don't like it?"

Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun dumbfounded, the president stroked his chin and thought, "Should we change a new batch?"

Ah, no, no need, Zhang Yuanqing waved his hands repeatedly.

In front of the demigod, he was still a little reserved. If an ant did not feel fear in front of an elephant, that would be arrogant.

He gave a cautious opinion: "President, how about we get down to business?

The president wearing a silver mask thought for a moment and sighed:

"I see. The girls I invited are not beautiful enough. Next time I will pay for a girl from the Beauty Goddess Association to accompany you."

Ah, is this a deal? Zhang Yuanqing imagined Anne's beauty and felt that he could not refuse the girl from the Beauty Goddess Association.

“Bang!

The president snapped his fingers:

"exile!

Amid the crisp aftertaste, the girls in the private room suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The president, who was wearing a burgundy suit, returned to the sofa, leaned lazily, and said with a smile:

"Thank you very much for helping me find the fragment of the Compass of Light.

Zhang Yuanqing understood, and took out the golden compass and presented it with both hands. Mr. Kou took it, rubbed it a few times, and said with emotion:

If the compass fragments are not reunited, there is no point, but if you have it, you have the capital to gamble. "

He flipped his hand, put the compass into the inventory, and then opened it again, and there was an extra stamp in his hand.

To be precise, it is something in the form of stamps.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at it carefully. On the front of the stamp, the four words "Wanjie Commercial Bank" were written in dark blue ink. It was not Chinese, but an unknown font.

But Zhang Yuanqing just happened to be able to understand it.

The edge of the stamp was also painted with exquisite patterns in dark blue ink. "It's yours." The president handed it over.

Zhang Yuanqing took the stamp with anticipation and remained silent for a few seconds. The item information appeared:

[Name: Wanjie Commercial Bank Exchange Ticket (Class A)] Package [Type: Voucher]

[Function:Exchange]

[Introduction: A-type exchange tickets can only be exchanged for power.]

[Note: It has the final say on what is traded. )

So brief, unprecedentedly brief... Zhang Yuanqing quickly read through the item information. The last time it was so brief was the Fallen Holy Grail.

Items with long information may not be invaluable, but items with only a few words of information are definitely valuable.

"This exchange ticket is a treasure I have treasured for many years. I can only get one every ten years." The president picked up the glass, tasted the light yellow whiskey, and said:

“It can only be exchanged for power. For example, you can trade it with the best materials and items at the Saint stage, and it will give you power of the same level in return.

"When you have a large number of useless items and materials, its role will be revealed. There is no upper limit to the exchange. You can sacrifice master-level items or even demigod-level items, and it will also give you the corresponding level of power.

"But you must remember three points. First, a saint cannot bear the power of a master, and a master cannot bear the power of a demigod. The consequence of jumping levels to exchange is to return to the spiritual realm.

"Second, the exchanger can only be the ticket holder. I heard that Bill sold you the causal item? What I want to tell you is that you can't let the corpse put on human skin to use the exchange ticket."

Third, the redemption ticket has its own ideas, it will choose what it wants from you, rather than letting you specify it. You can agree or refuse.

Can't use the Yin corpse as a substitute? Anything that can restrain cause-and-effect items must be a higher-level cause-and-effect item. Yuan Qing stroked the paper exchange ticket and vaguely guessed the level of Wanjie Commercial Bank.

Using props and materials to exchange for power is indeed very suitable for the business profession. Well, it is also suitable for a wealthy man like Fu Qingyang.

For ordinary walkers who have no savings, this exchange ticket is not worth much, but I do have a lot of master-level materials and a few z worth of material quotas. At a critical moment, using the materials of the saint stage to exchange for strength is a good way to save my life.

Not to mention the distant future, I have prepared a few level 5 and 6 items and will exchange them with the Wanjie Trading Company to obtain the corresponding power. Even if I face the generals of the Lord of Arms, I will not be afraid.

If the master wants to kill me, I can also rely on dying together with him.

Zhang Yuanqing realized the value of the exchange ticket. It was a treasure that could make a person explode with power. Nowadays, except for the destined protagonist, most ordinary people could only be helpless and furious, and they didn't even have the qualifications to fight to the death.

In the world of spiritual travelers, the gap in level may be made up by external forces, but the gap in stage is difficult to cross.

Even though Yuanshi Tianzun is full of treasures, if he really meets the master, he can be killed with just one finger.

The best you can get is a review of "What a nasty bug". But this exchange ticket can raise the review to "world-class", or even a one-for-one exchange.

And its greatest value is that when he is promoted to the Overlord in the future, he can rely on krypton gold to compete with the top Overlord, even if only once.

If he were promoted to demigod, he could beat three!

The higher the level, the greater the value of the exchange chestnuts.

Zhang Yuanqing thought happily, and then he asked about the second purpose of this meeting:

"I heard from Elder Fu that you relied on this exchange ticket to defeat three demigods?"

The smile on Mr. President's face suddenly disappeared, and he sighed and said:

"Don't mention it. I lost most of my life savings because of it. From then on, I lived a poor life of eating steamed buns and green onions. It took me many years to get rich again."

Elder Fu asked me to ask you something," Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"He was investigating the Bright Compass incident a while ago and noticed an organization calling itself 'Xiaoyao'. Um, do you know this organization? Do you have any clues?"

After asking, he muttered to himself: Boss, you have to take the blame for this.

If Yuanshi Tianzun asked about the Xiaoyao organization, many problems would be exposed. But if Fu Qingyang, the ambitious and favored son of heaven and elder of the Five Elements Alliance, asked, it would be reasonable.

The president of the Xiaoyao Organization touched his chin, recalled for a long time, and said: "Oh, are they the four shrimp soldiers and crab generals who call themselves the Fiery Sun Twins and the Shadow Twins?"

That's too much! Zhang Yuanqing nodded:

"Yes, those four are the ones who are worth a thousand bucks. Do you know them well?" "The president, who had never dealt with them before, fell into recollection again: "The Sun Twins are the musician and the Night Wanderer, both of whom are top masters. The Shadow Twins, one is the Night Wanderer, and the other is not so clear. There were too many demigods and masters involved in the fight, so I didn't pay much attention to them."

"Did they get the compass fragments?" Zhang Yuanqing asked hurriedly.

Yes! And it was the most important fragment. "The president said: "I remember now, they were acting with the old marshal of the White Tiger Army. Because of that core fragment, the old marshal became the target of public criticism and died in the battle. The core fragment was taken away by the Xiaoyao Organization."

There is too much information. Let me sort it out carefully. Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything else and thought in silence.

Among the Shadow Twins, there is a Night Wanderer, who lives up to the name and can participate in the fight for the compass. His level must not be low. This kind of person is actually very easy to check.

But the other one didn't even know about the Demigod Guild President?

The president will certainly not pay too much attention to these "small fry", but it also shows that one of the Shadow Twins has special means of hiding.

According to Zhang Yuanqing's understanding, among all the major local professions, the one that is best at hiding and appearing and disappearing mysteriously is the illusionist.

No, the Xiaoyao Organization is committed to protecting the world, how could it be associated with evil professions?

Because it was Dai Bo Qingyang who asked the question, he didn't dare to ponder it for too long, as this would reveal his familiarity with Daoyao's organization. So he suppressed his surging thoughts and changed the subject to the ticket exchange.

President, like exchanging it? It doesn't seem to be interested in what I have.

Mr. President smiled and said:

“That’s because it doesn’t belong to you yet.

Zhang Yuanqing understood, put the "stamp" into the item column, then took it out and held it between his fingertips.

The next second, he saw a dialog box pop up on the stamp:

[Exchange item: Taiyin origin fragment.]

[Do you agree?]

Zhang Yunqing stared blankly at the dialog box that popped up, with only one word left in his mind:

He was frightened by the exchange ticket.

It’s like, you meet a beggar on the road, he pulls you aside and says: I know you, your father is Zhang Zizhen, your spiritual realm ID is Zhang Tianshi, one of the Lieyang Twins of the Xiaoyu organization, your spiritual realm ID is Yuanshi Tianzun, on the surface you are a member of the Five Elements Alliance, but secretly you are the descendant of the Demon Lord.

Yes, that's the thriller.

ps: Typos will be updated first and corrected later.

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