This was a young waiter with delicate features. His eyes, staring at Zhang Yuanqing, revealed madness, hatred and the stupidity that only a mentally ill person could have.

"It's my master. Why didn't you tell me in advance that you are coming? I could have pulled out the Italian cannon to welcome you." Zhang Yuanqing recognized the identity of "Trash Fish" at a glance.

"Grandmaster?" The head of Chunyang Sect looked at Zhang Yuanqing and smiled crazily: "That evil disciple accepted you as his disciple? Very good, very good. I have been hesitating whether to use the most powerful killing moves accumulated over thousands of years on her. Since you have accepted her as your master, there is no need to distinguish between the first and the last."

A killing move accumulated over thousands of years? Did the old man accept me as his disciple just to let me take the blame?

Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows. "You sneaked into the dinner just to talk nonsense?"

He saw that the Chunyang Sect Leader in front of him was not his real body, but just a low-level spirit servant possessed by the waiter, so he did not rush to deal with him, hoping to get some information out of him.

Because he was just a small fry, neither his uncle nor the marshal raised any alarm.

"No, it's a death notice, Yuanshi Tianzun, I will take your life in seven days." The head of Chunyang laughed wildly: "You are destined to be a stepping stone for me to return to the top. When I intercept your essence, I will enter the spiritual realm to take revenge on that evil disciple."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

Zhang Yuanqing snorted coldly, and the low-level spirit servant that possessed the waiter turned into ashes on the spot.

The head of Chunyang Sect froze as if struck by lightning, and before his palm even touched his forehead, he fell limply to the ground.

Zhang Yuanqing walked to the toilet, unzipped his trousers, took out Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, and while emptying his penis, he thought about the death notice.

The head of Chunyang Sect absorbed the soul of Bachang Elder and felt that he was able to do it again?

"If he really wanted to kill me, he would have a killer trick up his sleeve and could have just attacked me from the dark. Wouldn't today's move be a bit pretentious and alert the enemy?"

"But if you don't kill me and just bluff, what's the purpose?"

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't figure it out anyway. The head of Chunyang Sect was crazy and not bound by moral values, so it seemed strange that he did some irrational things.

But the person standing behind him was the Lord of Taiyin. Lingtuo had just replenished a part of the soul for the head of Chunyang, and the latter turned around and started to do this.

To say there is no reason is too far-fetched.

"Let's watch the stars tonight!" Zhang Yuanqing shook off Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and left the public toilet.

After the dinner, Zhang Yuanqing spent half an hour on the rooftop observing the stars. The stars showed that everything was normal. He not only divined for himself, but also for the people around him. He did not find that anyone would encounter a crisis in the near future.

So he snapped his fingers and went to the training room to see Master Qian who was practicing slashing day after day. Since astrology could not provide any information, he would rely on logical reasoning to analyze it.

Fu Qingyang held the sword in horse stance. Every time he chose the sword, it would emit a sharp whistling sound, and every ten swords would make the muscles under the loose training clothes crease.

"Boss, have you made any breakthrough in your skills?" Zhang Yuanqing asked curiously.

"No." Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Swordsmanship requires accumulation over time or enlightenment between life and death."

It has only been half a year since he was promoted to the Overlord, and during that time his skills have made a leap forward, so it would be impossible for him to make another breakthrough in the short term.

Xiao Fu, you have to work harder, Xiao Zhang next door is almost catching up with you! Zhang Yuanqing was secretly pleased.

Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said coldly, "Get lost if you have nothing to do. Don't bother me."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly put away his joy and told Fu Qingyang what happened at the dinner party, "I always feel something is wrong, but I don't know what to do."

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "You are almost catching up with me, why are you still not making any progress like before?"

Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said: "Master, you are extremely intelligent and can see things clearly. I was too proud just now."

"You don't look like a master." Fu Qingyang turned his head and continued to chop with the sword, ignoring him. Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged beside him, waiting for him patiently.

About a quarter of an hour later, Fu Qingyang, who was slashing with his sword in a bow stance, suddenly said, "He wants to scare you!"

"Scare me?" Zhang Mianyuanqing seemed to be thinking.

While practicing his slashing moves, Fu Qingyang said, "If the target is you, there's no need to alert the enemy. Since he said it in front of you, he must have another purpose!"

"You just got the upper hand from Lingtuo, so you must be afraid of retaliation. And the head of Chunyang Sect was the beneficiary of the last hunting war, and just swallowed the soul of Elder Sanchang. Now he dares to go deep into the enemy camp to send you a death notice. What would you do under normal circumstances?"

Zhang Yuanqing said without hesitation, "In order to show respect to the Lord of Taiyin, I will hide in the gang copy, or let the backers behind me monitor and protect me at all times."

Fu Qingyang nodded: "This should be their purpose, but I haven't figured out the meaning of them doing this."

After a pause, he continued: "Lingtuo is the Lord of Taiyin. He may have observed something in the future Chang River. This cannot be analyzed by reasoning and insight."

"The time node is seven days, which means it's not too far away. Yuanshi, what do you want to do recently?"

"What I want to do most recently is to have a baby with your cousin!" Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart, frowning and said, "So, what I want to do recently may affect Lingtuo's interests. But he can't kill me immediately, so he deliberately arranged for the head of Chunyang to show up and listen to the threats, hoping that I would be suspicious and hide in the gang copy, or stay at home and accept the protection of Mr. Huichang."

"What I want to do recently involves Lingtuo again." Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes suddenly: "I think I know what it is. If nothing unexpected happens, I will go to the capital tomorrow to ask Mr. Zhao Chang about the Tongzhou Society."