The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

Kunlun Palace.

Just as the West was once again plotting against Longxia.

Long Yi sat on the sofa and also began to ponder this question.

Although his outburst of anger was cathartic, it also meant a complete breakdown in relations. He knew the nature of Western tycoons all too well. They were an extreme group of egoists, and once soft tactics failed, they would reveal their most ferocious fangs.

Su Yun had also thought of this, so he reminded him:

"Elder Long, we may need to be wary of the West. You were right when you said they use the people as fuel. Since they can use their own people as expendable resources, they won't care about any martial ethics when it comes to us. If they can't break through head-on, they'll most likely resort to underhanded tactics. Poisoning wells, spreading plagues, burning down granaries—these despicable tricks are often more lethal than regular troops."

"Although my skills are very impressive, I am not omnipotent."

Long Yi nodded upon hearing this. These things had happened before. In history, there were inexplicable cases of swine fever and bird flu. Even without conclusive evidence, the shadow of the West was always behind them.

So he started making phone calls, ordering the whole country to raise its alert level and prepare for epidemic prevention and chemical defense measures.

Su Yun also felt a sense of urgency. After all, his skills were not comprehensive enough, and he had to use the job change item as soon as possible.

At this moment, Qin Shuangyue, who was quietly listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly felt her communicator vibrate twice.

She picked it up and glanced at it. Her usually serious face showed a rare hint of joy, and even the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Commander, Comrade Su Yun," Qin Shuangyue looked up and smiled, "Good news. The Hall of Offerings has sent word that the SSS class change item has been retrieved."

Long Yi's eyes lit up, and he jumped to his feet: "We're here? Where are we?"

"It's right at the entrance. The people at the Offering Hall said this item is very valuable, so they didn't dare entrust it to anyone else. The three senior elders personally escorted it here," Qin Shuangyue said.

"It was actually delivered personally by several senior figures?" Long Yi asked in surprise.

He turned to Su Yun and said, "Comrade Su Yun, let's go out and meet him together. Last night was too rushed, and we didn't have time to introduce him. Today is the perfect time."

Su Yun was also curious upon hearing this, recalling the old man he had seen practicing Tai Chi the night before.

The three of them quickly walked out of the villa.

There was no grand entrance or entourage on the lawn outside the gate, as one might have imagined. Only three elderly men dressed in Tang suits stood with their hands behind their backs, pointing and gesturing at the stone lions used to ward off evil spirits at Su Yun's house.

If you didn't know, who would have thought that these three old men who look no different from the old men taking a stroll in the park are actually the super S-level powerhouses who became famous before the founding of Longxia and the elders of the "Hall of Offerings" who have suppressed the fate of the country for decades?

The old man in the middle had white hair and beard, and was holding two shiny walnuts in his hands. He looked the oldest, but his eyes were as clear as a baby's, without any cloudiness.

Upon seeing Long Yi emerge, the old man turned around with a smile: "Little Long, is this Comrade Xiao Su, who protects my Longxia?"

Long Yi quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Old Zhang, thank you for coming. This is Comrade Su Yun."

As he spoke, Long stepped aside to introduce Su Yun: "This is Zhang Daoxuan, the Celestial Master, the chief of the Offering Hall. These two beside him are Elder Wang and Elder Li, both pillars of strength who emerged from the flames of war."

Su Yun dared not presume and quickly performed a junior's greeting: "Junior Su Yun greets the three seniors."

Zhang Daoxuan looked Su Yun up and down, his gaze carrying no hint of scrutiny or pressure, but rather a kind and curious one, like a grandfather looking at his grandson who had just passed the imperial examination with top honors.

"Not bad, not bad." Zhang Daoxuan nodded with a smile. "Your spirit is refined and your inner energy is bright and clear, neither arrogant nor impatient. We old folks all felt the techniques you displayed in the house just now in the back mountain. You are a force to be reckoned with. These old bones can finally rest a little."

Old Wang, who was standing nearby, had a fiery temper and said in a loud voice, "Old Zhang, stop with the pretentious talk. Little Su, right? Well done! I love your tough attitude! Putting those foreign devils' fleet at sea as targets, that's so satisfying to hear about! All that pent-up frustration from the past few years has finally been released!"

Old Li, on the other hand, was a smiling Buddha, always cheerful. He took out a long sandalwood box from his pocket and handed it to Su Yun: "Old Wang, don't frighten him. Little Su, this is what you wanted."

Su Yun took the box. The moment he touched it, a warm yet powerful energy wave passed through the wooden box and into his palm.

Upon opening the box, inside lay a sheepskin scroll radiating a soft, milky-white light. The scroll's surface was pristine white, and one could faintly hear the chorus of a choir, along with a very pure, "sacred" aura belonging to the Western system.

[Item: Holy Shaman Job Change Scroll]

[Rank: SSS]

[Description: A job advancement scroll containing lost secret techniques of the Western Vatican. Upon use, it advances the current Shaman class to "Holy Shaman." Grants a 300% boost to aura-type skills and the "Divine Protection" trait.]

[Note: The glory of the Lord will wash away all barbarity.]

SSS level.

It is also an extremely unique job-change item that combines the power of ancient tribes and the Western Church.

This is already at the pinnacle of global technology today. On the other hand, one of these scrolls could buy a small country.

"This thing has quite a history," Zhang Daoxuan explained. "It came from the underground vault of the Vatican. Originally, the Western Papacy stole it from an ancient tribe in the Americas and forcibly purified it with holy light, intending to use it to train cardinals. It was only because of the global upheaval that we were able to obtain it so easily."

At this point, Zhang Daoxuan pointed to the depths of Kunlun Palace behind him: "Little Su, this level of class advancement is no small matter. Even we, when we broke through back then, had to bathe and change clothes, calm our minds and concentrate for three to five days, adjusting our energy and spirit before daring to move. There's a special secluded meditation room in the back, connected to a small tributary of a spiritual vein. Although it's not as good as the main vein, it's just right for your level. Go there..."

Before the old master could finish speaking, he saw that Su Yun had already taken out the scroll.

"No need for that."

Su Yun shook his head. "The situation is urgent. Those Western financial groups outside might make their move at any time. The sooner we become stronger, the more confident we will be."

"Huh? No, why are you in such a hurry, child..." Zhang Daoxuan was taken aback and was about to reach out to stop him.

This is an SSS-level job advancement! It might be the only time in your life, how can you be so hasty?

But Su Yun acted even faster than he expected.

There was no burning of incense or prayer, no meditation, and not even a single polite word was uttered.

scoff!

With a forceful pull, Su Yun tore the priceless sheepskin scroll apart.

The movements were swift and decisive, as if tearing off an expired takeout flyer.

Zhang Daoxuan's hand, outstretched in mid-air, froze. Old Wang and Old Li exchanged a glance, their lips twitching. This…this was too abrupt!

Om-!

The instant the scroll shattered, a blinding, milky-white beam of light shot into the sky.

That is the purest power of rules belonging to the Western pantheon—Holy Light.

Within the pillar of light, countless visible golden runes pulsed wildly, and the air resounded with the grand sound of a pipe organ, as if the gates of heaven had opened. Faintly, countless winged cherubim fluttered and hovered around the pillar of light, and the phantom of a magnificent white church slowly took shape above Su Yun's head.

A sacred, solemn, and exclusive aura instantly filled the entire lawn, even pushing away the originally rich Kunlun spiritual energy.

This is the standard job change process in Western pantheons—the initiation of holy light, reshaping the physical body.

"This commotion... is a bit too much." Zhang Daoxuan frowned slightly, his hand hidden in his sleeve already secretly channeling his inner energy.

This is Kunlun Palace, and if this Western energy gets too rampant, it might disturb the dragon vein. He was prepared to intervene at any time to help Su Yun suppress the potentially out-of-control energy.

however.

Just as the phantom of the white church was about to solidify completely and envelop Su Yun.

Su Yun stood in the center of the pillar of light, looking up at the phantom of an angel singing hymns above her head. She frowned, a strange sense of resistance rising in her heart.