During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

It's strange, Li Ji hasn't felt such a strong thirst in so many years.

After breaking through to the fifth stage of the Flood Dragon Embryo, Li Ji walked out of the meditation room.

When they came out, they found Black Tiger lying by the door.

Did she sense the change in his aura and thus lie down by the door to protect him?

But when Li Ji looked closely, he found that the guy's eyes were half-closed and he was almost asleep.

Upon seeing this, Li Ji kicked it away. Not only was this thing an eyesore, but it was also blocking the way.

Black Tiger was woken up by Li Ji's kick, but he wasn't annoyed. He first stretched, then sniffed at Li Ji, and then ran away in a flash.

It turned out that after his breakthrough, layers of viscous, foul-smelling impurities were expelled from his body, which is why Black Tiger dared not smell them.

When Li Ji reappeared in the courtyard, he had already taken a bath, washing away all the dirt on his body.

However, standing in the courtyard, Li Ji felt an extremely strong thirst.

He had just drunk half a bucket of water, but his thirst hadn't subsided at all; in fact, it had intensified.

Is it because the body underwent certain changes after reaching the Dragon Embryo realm?

Li Ji vaguely felt that this might be the change that the Transformation of the Serpent into a Dragon Technique had brought to him.

This secret technique of the Baiyue royal family is powerful in three aspects: body tempering, water control, and detoxification.

Upon reaching the Dragon Embryo realm, both water control and physical constitution improved, except for the ability to neutralize poison, which remained unmanifested.

It seems he needs to verify this himself.

Li Ji's eyes flashed, and without lingering any longer, he went straight out of the courtyard.

As you descend, the yin energy grows heavier, leading you straight into the sixth level of the underground palace's secret vault.

But just as he reached the middle of the stone hall, Li Ji suddenly stopped.

A tense, aloof figure came into his view.

Tian Yi.

She was still wearing a tight black bodysuit, her long hair was tied up at the back of her head, and she wore an iron mask on her face.

He had only recently parted ways with Tian Yi, and he never expected to run into her here again.

He had planned to go find her in a day or two and bring her under his command, but now he can save himself the trouble of looking for her.

Just as Li Ji was about to step towards her, he heard her clear, low voice echo in the stone hall:

"These wristbands were the ones I liked first."

"I have enough merit points, and according to the rules of the secret vault, it's first come, first served, so it should rightfully belong to me."

Tian Yi stood quietly in front of the stage.

In the center of the table, there was a pair of black-patterned cold iron wrist guards.

The wrist guard is exquisitely crafted with no superfluous decorations. The wrist is forged from fragments of frozen iron from a thousand-year-old meteorite, with layers wrapped with the tendons and membranes of rare beasts. It was handcrafted by a senior craftsman who lived in seclusion in the Net.

This item is made from rare materials and by a few skilled craftsmen. The secret warehouse can only produce three pairs per month, making it always in high demand.

This is something Tian Yi specifically wanted to change.

Although this pair of wrist guards alone would consume seven-tenths of her merit points.

But someone gave her an extremely precious elixir.

That pill boosted her cultivation by almost four years.

She simply couldn't repay something so precious.

After much thought, she chose this pair of precious wristbands, intending to give them to that person.

And naturally, others also have their eyes on this kind of thing.

The man confronting her was named Qin Fu, and he was also a second-class killer.

He was thin and gaunt, with a sinister look in his eyes. He looked at Tian Yi and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"You can't decide who gets these wrist guards; it's up to the Vice Envoy."

Wu Lu, the deputy envoy of the secret treasury, stood behind the guard post, his face expressionless and his eyes cold and hard.

He sat upright on a stone chair, having watched the two struggle from beginning to end. Only when Qin Fu mentioned him did he slowly raise his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the two, his voice dry and cold:

"This item, Qin Bat, was pre-ordered; it must be Qin Bat."

In reality, making reservations in advance is just an excuse.

Qin Fu was under the command of the Heavenly First-Class Soul Extinction and Soul Transformation, and he did this merely to give face to those two lords.

There's never been a rule about making reservations in advance for the Secret Vault; it's just an unwritten, unspoken rule.

"According to the rules of the secret vault, first come, first served." Tian Yi's fingertips curled slightly, but her expression remained calm. Even though the deputy envoy of the secret vault had spoken, she had no intention of giving up.

She arrived at the secret vault early in the morning to keep watch, but she had never seen anyone make a reservation.

"Reservations are higher than first-come, first-served." Wu Lu's eyelids drooped slightly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

A hint of contempt flashed in Qin Fu's eyes. Without saying another word, he raised his hand and grabbed at the wrist guard on the stage.

Tian Yi's eyes turned cold, and she made her move almost simultaneously, her fingertips firmly gripping the other side of the wrist guard, one end held by her and the other by Qin Fu.

She gripped the wristband tightly, refusing to budge an inch.

This scene caught Wu Lu's eye, and he immediately narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them:

"Tian Yi, do you still care about the order of the Secret Vault?"

"If you don't let go, I'll immediately summon the secret vault guards to capture you."

Wu Lu's words were cold and ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Violating the secret vault's order can result in penalties ranging from losing merit points to having one's cultivation abolished and being imprisoned in a dungeon.

Few dare to cause trouble in the secret vault on the sixth level of the underground palace, and those who do often meet a tragic end.

Upon hearing this, Tian Yi's fingertips turned white, and her pearly teeth clenched tightly around her lower lip beneath the mask, yet she still did not loosen her grip.

The atmosphere in the stone hall instantly froze to its extreme.

The assassins from the Luo Wang organization who had come here to exchange items had all stopped in their tracks at some point.

They were scattered throughout the stone hall, some leaning against the walls, others standing beside the wooden shelves, all dressed in somber black, their faces hidden in the shadows of their straw hats or hoods.

No one spoke up, and no one stepped forward to offer any advice.

Only pairs of cold eyes stared intently at the two vying for supremacy on the stage, their gazes revealing a cruelty and anticipation born of habit.

In the Net of Confession, there is no empathy, only the drama of the strong and the weak fighting each other.

They waited quietly, waiting for the woman with the beautiful figure to be taken down by the guards, waiting for her wrists to be severed in public.

Wait for her to be pinned to the ground by the guards, wait for her screams of agony.

That sound must have been incredibly beautiful.

They all craved blood.

Some people had even found the perfect angle in advance, as if they had already predicted the direction of the blood splatter, so they could drink it down smoothly as soon as her blood splattered out.

Seeing that Tian Yi wouldn't budge an inch, Wu Lu's face grew increasingly gloomy, eventually turning completely cold:

"Secret Vault Guards, seize her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hidden compartments on all four sides of the stone hall suddenly opened, and more than a dozen dark figures flew out from the air.

They were incredibly fast, each move aimed precisely at Tian Yi's vital points, meridians, and joints.

The goal is to instantly disable her mobility and pin her to the ground.

At the critical moment.

An aura as deep and still as an abyss suddenly exploded, instantly engulfing the entire stone hall.

It was Li Ji who made the move.

The fifth stage of the Netherworld True Qi spread out without reservation, instantly stirring up the water vapor in the air.

An invisible yet immense water pressure enveloped everyone.

The dozen or so assassin guards who were flying in mid-air all froze.

It was like falling from flat ground into the bottom of dark water, with the pressure of the water squeezing in from all directions, and every inch of skin was locked in place by the heavy water pressure.

The dozen or so guards of the secret vault were all frozen several feet away from Tian Yi, and a rare look of astonishment appeared on their numb faces.

Li Ji slowly walked towards Tian Yi, his black robe spotless, his long, dark blue hair slightly swaying.