I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The middle-aged man looked at the two people beside Zhang Yangqing, namely the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes and the strange-looking blond man, and casually asked, "Who are these two?"

Zhang Yangqing said calmly, "They are all my subordinates."

The middle-aged man nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Actually, he had guessed it. After all, these two always followed Zhang Yangqing around with utmost respect, clearly subordinates. He was just confirming it.

The three of them arrived at the familiar cafeteria, room 777 on the seventh floor.

The middle-aged man seemed to hold a high position here. After entering, he whispered a few words to the people in the kitchen, and soon someone brought out several jugs of fine rice wine and a few small dishes.

The fermented wine exuded a rich aroma, but carried a strange undertone.

The demons and the supernatural beings were fine after drinking it, and Zhang Yangqing, who had a half-supernatural body, was also not in much trouble.

He picked up his glass, took a casual sip, and found it quite tasty.

The conversation consisted mainly of polite pleasantries, as it was a public place with many eyes around. The two didn't discuss anything too in-depth, simply exchanging information about which room they were staying in.

After chatting for a while, the number of other guests around gradually decreased.

The middle-aged man, holding a wine glass, said enthusiastically, "Hey buddy, I have some businesses near the casino. If you're free, feel free to come over and have a chat. Just mention my name."

Zhang Yangqing gave a "surprised" look: "Oh? So you own a casino? Looks like you're doing big business."

The middle-aged man smiled politely and waved his hand, saying, "It's just a small business, a way to make a living."

He paused, then added, "If you ever need my help, just let me know, don't hesitate."

He also knew that Zhang Yangqing was very powerful, and making friends with such a person would be beneficial to him.

I feel that having one more friend is better than having one more enemy.

But in reality, his calculations were probably even more terrifying.

Zhang Yangqing pretended not to understand anything, nodded, and continued, "To be honest, I came here to search for some treasures."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly: "Please speak freely, and let me see if there's anything I can do to help."

As usual, Zhang Yangqing talked about the remains of ancient dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.

He spoke in a very broad sense, without referring to any specific thing.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "Indeed, quite a few people use these things as stakes, but they are not very rare. Most of them are defective or used items, and they are not presentable."

Zhang Yangqing sensed from his words that he was being evasive, clearly knowing something but unwilling to say it.

This suggests that the demon race might actually possess "the teeth of the Ancestral Dragon."
Otherwise, why would the rules instruct the Chosen One to seek out the Demons?

Zhang Yangqing's next task is to head to the Undying Mountain.

His habit is to obtain the key to pass through the level first, and then go to the dangerous place.

This way, if you encounter unpredictable danger, you can quickly return to clear the level.

He has just arrived in Yudu and has not done much intelligence gathering yet, so there is no rush.

The middle-aged man had already started to evade the question, refusing to reveal much information, so Zhang Yangqing didn't press him further. After exchanging a few more casual words, he got up to take his leave.

As they approached room 722, Zhang Yangqing stopped without turning around and softly asked the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes beside him, "How was it?"

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes looked around warily and lowered her voice: "He didn't follow us."

Zhang Yangqing nodded and told Huang Mao to go and knock on the door of room 721 across the hall.

The door opened, and Copper Skin peeked out strangely. Upon seeing Zhang Yangqing, he immediately stepped aside.

The mouthless eerie creature was also inside, sitting in a chair, looking somewhat tired. The copper-skinned eerie creature asked, "How did it go?"

Zhang Yangqing went inside and sat down in a chair: "I talked to him for a while and discovered some problems."

He paused, looking into the copper-skinned man's eerie eyes: "Unlike traditional monsters, he doesn't rely on devouring, but rather on 'depriving' others of their power."

This is all made up by Zhang Yangqing. Anyway, don't worry about how he figured it out. Few people dare to question what he says.

Copper Skin's eerie gaze instantly turned fierce, and his fist clenched slightly: "Then it's definitely a demon."

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand: "Not necessarily. Different types of monsters exist. We can't attack him, or we'll alert him. What you need to do is wipe out the demon race, not just one. You should know that there are quite a few demons in Yudu."

Copperface frowned strangely: "Then what do we do?"

Zhang Yangqing thought for a moment and said, "We can find his clan, follow the clues, find out their industry, and then wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Copper Skin nodded strangely: "Okay, whatever you say."

He paused, then asked, "As for that bet, are you confident?"

Zhang Yangqing looked at the mouthless eerie creature, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I can't say for sure, but he definitely has one, right?"

The mouthless, eerie eyes suddenly lit up.

He gestured frantically, his movements fast and urgent, as if afraid Zhang Yangqing wouldn't see: I'm confident! I can definitely win! It's either die in the casino or I win!
He stopped gesturing, hesitated for a moment, and then gestured: But I don't have any stakes.

Zhang Yangqing has many valuable items on him, and he can also ask the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes for some props.

But there's no need for that. Isn't there someone on site who can "scam" you?
He glanced at the copper-clad figure with a strange expression, and said casually, "You should know what demons like, right?"

This attitude, which resembled that towards subordinates, actually made Copper Skin somewhat displeased.

But his honest face didn't show it; instead, he appeared very sincere: "No problem, master, leave it to me. I'll go back and prepare."

After finishing their conversation, everyone went back to their rooms to prepare.

The blond-haired guy walked suspiciously at the very back, heading back to his room, when he passed by room 722.

Upon seeing the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes, he followed Zhang Yangqing into room 722 without hesitation.

Then the door closed.

The blond-haired man stood eerily in the corridor, staring at the tightly closed door, his expression as if he had been struck hard by something.

He knew his older brother had said he wasn't interested in her.

He also knew that there was no possibility of anything between them.

But watching his goddess walk into someone else's room so naturally and without hesitation, the heartbreak still left him speechless.

pain!
That fucking hurts!

He leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, then turned around and silently walked back to his room.

In room 722.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes closed the door and casually set up a soundproof barrier.

She turned to look at Zhang Yangqing, her eyes filled with the excitement of "a mission has begun": "Big brother, what's the next step?"

She was very proactive, as if she were the one who was solving the puzzle and Zhang Yangqing was the NPC who was issuing the quest.

Zhang Yangqing didn't answer. Instead, he walked to the wall and looked at the painting. Like the other rooms, there was a door that couldn't be opened, and something was looking out through the crack in the door.

He didn't turn around, but asked, "How did you get out?" (End of Chapter)