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The familiar formed from the power of darkness only had time to let out a scream before it exploded into a cloud of black smoke, causing even the vampire king, who was the summoner himself, to turn pale.

"Today's humans are no longer the lowly insects of ancient times, trembling and kneeling before frost, fire, and lightning. The wisdom that springs from within our own reason is the most powerful force in this universe..."

The middle-aged manager seemed oblivious to the changes around him. He fiddled with a strangely shaped key in his hand and said without turning his head:

"Even those so-called extraordinary beings... even those revered as [gods], are no exception!"

As if to confirm his words, the countless colorful runes dissipated, revealing a large, ancient, and dilapidated building.

Although nearly half of the ancient Greek-style stone columns are damaged, one can still vaguely see their original magnificence and beauty when they were intact.

The heavy doors swung open with a bang, and the group walked through them. On the crystal platforms, all sorts of strange objects emitted astonishing psionic energy fluctuations, reflecting Alex's unpredictable face.

In the clear quartz hourglass, a few glittering grains of sand dance up and down, endlessly repeating the cycle. The surrounding light and shadow are hazy and blurred, even distorting time and space.

The brown-green bark mask seemed to be both crying and laughing, and the deep, abyss-like empty eye sockets seemed to contain a mockery of all living beings, making everyone who saw it feel uneasy.

Despite the fact that most of them were severely damaged and only retained a fraction of their power, Alex could still feel the supreme majesty that had once enveloped these objects.

“Of course, out of respect for the gifts left behind by those former rulers, we will also show some deference.” A glint flashed across the middle-aged man’s glasses, and he slightly raised his chin.

"After all...they provided valuable specimens for research."

The dark red snake egg filled a blank crystal platform, and a crack appeared in the space above, allowing a hazy golden light to pour down, tightly locking this relic of the demon god inside and out.

“Looks like you have a very good security supervisor!” Suppressing the slight backlash, a cold aura emanated from Alex’s teeth as he stared into the void, seemingly looking at something.

"It should be called the Federation's [Manifest Mandate]!" With another item representing sacred glory added to the collection, the middle-aged manager was in high spirits, feeling somewhat tipsy.

This exhilarating sense of control, which transcends everything, is a necessity for someone who has spent nearly half their life trapped here, like an anesthetic, prompting him to say a few more words:

"Ancient civilizations decline with the departure of their ancient guardians; while new hegemons rise with the birth of new guardians. The way of fate is truly wondrous."

At that moment, following his words, the young vampire king was suddenly inspired and seemed to see a space filled with endless darkness.

The tall, imposing, and rigid human figure sat quietly, cradling two shadowy figures in his arms: one slender and long, resembling a weapon, and the other four-legged and horned, resembling a livestock.

Golden-orange rays of light rose slowly from the ground and converged on the humanoid figure.

And beneath that smooth, mirror-like black crystal floor

...A hand, as large as a mountain and beyond description, appeared and disappeared!

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Unlike the medieval period, in this day and age, every major city easily has a resident population of over a million, and the idyllic, self-sufficient pastoral life is no longer sustainable in such an environment.

Therefore, outside the sphere of influence of these bustling cities, there are often a series of affiliated towns that supply the city with abundant agricultural and livestock products, while also providing a haven for those who are busy in the urban concrete jungle to get close to nature and relax.

The late May sunshine, bright yet carrying the scorching heat characteristic of this season, filters through the gaps in the tender green leaves, casting dappled patterns on the town's clean stone-paved streets, like fragments of springtime swaying gently in the breeze.

The air is filled with the freshness and fragrance of early summer, mixed with the sweet aroma of ripening fruit from the distant orchards, making people unconsciously slow down and immerse themselves in this tranquility and beauty.

However, not everyone has the leisure and inclination to open their hearts and appreciate such beautiful scenery.

"Some people are alive, yet they are already dead; some people are dead, yet they are still alive."

A dozen or so privet trees stretched out their dense branches and leaves, partially obscuring a two-story building.

On the balcony, Zhu Mingyao stretched out his body in a starfish shape on a deck chair, as if he were boneless and relaxed.

He gazed at the leisurely white clouds in the sky, took a deep drag on the cigarette butt in his hand, and a trace of loneliness in his eyes revealed a hint of life's desolation, as if the rising smoke could take away some of the heaviness in his heart.

After experiencing a social death that could be described as apocalyptic, a heartbroken person wanted to travel to Mars, but since there was no rocket god like Elon Musk in the parallel world, he could only settle for a small town a hundred miles away from Golden State and go into it.

I retreat into my small building and become a world unto myself, oblivious to the changing seasons.

It wasn't because he was too thin-skinned; it was simply that things were too difficult to resolve.

If it were ordinary people, no matter how much it's embellished, it would just be the slightly pink troubles between teenage boys and girls.

However, once the protagonists of the story become rising stars of several large supernatural organizations, the entanglements and complexities behind them become far more extraordinary and profound.

Putting everything else aside, the very identities of these two young girls are enough to cause headaches. Based on their talent and potential, the sorority has essentially designated them as the next generation of successors.

If it were just one of them who got entangled with him, perhaps those people would be happy to see it happen, since it is a traditional method for witches to marry powerful members of other organizations by relying on their outstanding looks.

But it's a bit hard to accept that two carefully cultivated cabbages were all caught in one fell swoop. The simplest and most realistic question is:

The lifespan of extraordinary individuals far exceeds that of ordinary people; given their long lifespan, they could lead an organization for at least half a century. At that time, it would be difficult to determine whether this foundation would be a public asset or a private property.

Chapter 436 Visitors 1

There's a saying that goes: it's more difficult to touch someone's interests than to touch their soul.

This principle applies equally to the extraordinary world, especially to leaders who govern a region. Every decision they make can affect the future direction of their forces and change the existing landscape.

The matter involves a carefully groomed heir, so the witches cannot help but consider it carefully. The fact that news from that side has been like a stone sinking into the sea for the past few months is proof of this. They must still be weighing their options.

In fact, Zhu Mingyao was not surprised by this, as he knew his own limitations very well.

A young powerhouse who has reached the [Lord Rank] at just twenty years old certainly has considerable value in attracting people, but it is far from enough to gamble the organization's future development on him.

As for the attitude of the person involved, it also left him very puzzled.

From a purely personal perspective, the two are of similar age and appearance, have gone through life-and-death adventures together, and have become entangled in a special relationship by chance, so it was only natural for their relationship to progress further.

However, his nominal girlfriend turned out to be their best friend, which created a complicated and unresolved situation for the four of them.

He certainly didn't want to be a fickle scumbag, but reality isn't a cheap online idol drama. Getting several girls to calmly accept a man having sex isn't as easy as it seems.

Although the elders say, "If you don't have a harem after transmigrating, you'll end up with nothing," the road to living a life that all men envy is long and arduous...

Zhu Mingyao exhaled a puff of smoke in frustration, casting aside the smell of nicotine and his troubles, his mind sinking into the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

In short, a young girl's bittersweet feelings are ever-changing, and even a Casanova wouldn't be able to solve them for now. The only thing to do for now is to address the external obstacles:

A single Lord-level expert is not enough to make others bow down, but if it were someone stronger, the situation would be quite different.

Everything has its gains and losses; while emotional hurdles may be difficult to overcome for now, spiritual practice is progressing smoothly.

This Silent Hill adventure was marked by several fierce battles and major turning points. The ferocity of the enemy and the intensity of the fighting were the greatest Zhu Mingyao had ever experienced, resulting in an unprecedentedly rich harvest.

Whether it's sweeping away the demons in the early stages or participating in the chaotic battles with numerous powerful figures later on, you'll earn extremely generous reward points.

To his surprise and a bit of amusement, the system also attributed the death of the fallen Saint Mark user, Alessa, to him, making it a double kill... well, a triple kill!

All of these figures combined amount to a rather astonishing sum, enough to propel Zhu Mingyao to even greater heights.

Besides, although only a few embers remain of the two sacred relics, 【Pure Mark】 and 【Samael's Feather】, they still retain considerable spiritual energy and unique laws.

After being refined and transformed by the Three Primal Palaces, not only did this magical artifact benefit greatly, but Zhu Mingyao also managed to activate two new Yellow Court Body Spirits:

【Dan Shen Cui Zhen】—Harmonizes the five internal organs, controls qi and blood, and manages the spirit, making one fearless and undaunted. Even if Mount Tai collapses before one's body, one remains unmoved; even if dragons and tigers appear on one's left and right, one's spirit remains undiminished.

【Nine Bends of the Intestines】—Assists the spleen and stomach, refines the essence of water and food, eliminates evil hidden in food and drink, and makes it difficult for all medicines, poisons and venom to cause harm. Even if one takes arsenic or drinks poison, it will only taste like plain rice and water.

In the Huangting Immortal Method, the Upper Yuan governs the spirit, the Lower Yuan governs the essence, and the Middle Yuan governs the qi, totaling eight scenes and twenty-four spirits.

With the completion of the Gallbladder and Intestine Gods, all eight gods of the Middle Yuan have now been illuminated. An extremely abundant and vast true qi circulates in his chest and abdomen, causing his meridians to ache slightly.

Zhu Mingyao knew that it was because his physical strength slightly exceeded his cultivation level in the magic technique. In recent days, he had been adjusting his mind and body and repairing the minor injuries left from the battle some time ago, all in order to advance as perfectly as possible.

I got up and walked into a prepared quiet room. Talismans hung down, and the ethereal bamboo scroll unfolded, revealing the long-lost system panel.

Zhu Mingyao

Race: human

Age: 20

Class: Celestial Sorcerer LV17

Causal Point Pool: (omitted)

Talents: [Time-Space Adventurer (Purple)] [Mixed Void Gods (Gold)]

Specialty: Omitted

Skill: [Shangqing Secret Manual, Volume 1 (Red)] LV 2

[Maoshan Miscellaneous Collection of Yang Fu Classic] (White) LV6/Full

[Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing (Green)] LV5

After reviewing the text on the system panel again, he invested all his points without hesitation.

[Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing (Qing)] LV5-LV6

Celestial Sorcerer LV17-LV19

"Boom!" The illusory sound, like thunder, exploded in the young man's mind. His previously uncontrollable true qi suddenly contracted and collapsed madly towards a small point.

That location holds a unique and important position in the Xuanmen system, and it is called the Tanzhong, also known as the middle dantian!

Within the starlit sea of ​​consciousness, countless subtle and mysterious voices, seemingly from nowhere, whispered all around, disturbing and unsettling the mind.

The next moment, auspicious light swirled and auspicious clouds swirled, and a majestic and solemn triple palace appeared. A jade crown and robes, with a faint Dharma image radiating light from its head, occupied the main position, surrounded by a host of gods.

With a gentle tap of the talisman in his hand, a clear Taoist chant resounded through the void, sweeping away any remaining noise.

As the clear sound echoed, the flow of true qi gradually slowed down, as if gently guided by a pair of invisible hands. Like rivers flowing into the sea, it flowed into the Tanzhong acupoint in an orderly manner, and a wonderful rhythm slowly emanated from it.

At the same time, the tall body of the Dharma image trembled, and the seven-colored flames rose and fluctuated. The overall image suddenly became much clearer and more vivid. If one had to describe it, it would be that it transformed from a holographic illusion into a real person.

Zhu Mingyao opened his eyes from the levitation, surrounded by a faint, misty light, like the first rays of dawn, which gilded him with a thin layer of radiance.

He pushed open the door, walked unhurriedly to the balcony, and then stepped out lightly.

One step, two steps, he leisurely treads on the air, wandering through the courtyard as if walking on solid ground.

Without needing any additional magical artifacts or spells, relying solely on a breath of true qi to naturally arise, one can soar through the air without falling, riding the wind and controlling qi—this is precisely the beginning of the Xuanmen cultivation process, transforming from a human body into an immortal body.

The completion of the eight scenic wonders of the Mid-Autumn Festival signifies a significant step forward towards the realm of Yin Gods and Ghost Immortals. Once the Upper and Lower Yuan are both completed, breaking through the barriers and advancing to the next level will be a natural progression.

The Huangting True Scripture emphasizes the accumulation of knowledge before unleashing its power. The higher the level, the more profound and mysterious the magical power becomes. Even if he is not known for his killing and magical abilities, Zhu Mingyao believes that his current strength on paper surpasses all the [Lord Rank] he has ever seen and is approaching the level of ordinary [Scepter Rank].

But theory is one thing, in reality, experts at this level have often begun to break free from the rigid limitations of energy intensity, focusing more on their understanding of combat techniques, accumulation of practical experience, and mastery of their respective areas of expertise.

Even a basic spell can be transformed into something magical in their hands; with the same output power, they can easily defeat a bunch of low-level opponents.

With a mindset of avoiding arrogance and impatience and focusing on building a solid foundation, Zhu Mingyao secluded himself for more than ten days in a row, all in order to integrate and perfect the rapidly improving power as soon as possible.

However, just when he was oblivious to what was happening around him, an unexpected acquaintance suddenly came to his door.