Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

In front of the temporary office compound of the Black-Clad Guards in Qingzhou City.

As Lu Qingshuang's voice rang out, the air in the room seemed to quiet down.

The heat emanating from Shen Zhongheng instantly subsided, a smile playing on his lips as he said:

"Haha, Nephew Lu, you've come at the perfect time. I was just about to take this young man over to you."

"Lord Shen, you're too kind. You're a commander, how could I trouble you?"

Lu Qingshuang spoke calmly.

But Zhou Yan felt there was something else in those words.

Shen Zhongheng smiled but did not reply.

Lu Qingshuang's gaze passed over him and landed on Zhou Yan.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was still standing there without moving, she frowned slightly.

"Aren't you coming over?"

Zhou Yan, relieved, hurriedly replied:

"Yes."

Before he finished speaking, he strode over and, as he passed Shen Zhongheng and Shen Heng, he could clearly feel two pairs of eyes on him.

He didn't react and followed Lu Qingshuang straight into the gate.

After Zhou Yan and the other person entered the gate, the smile on Shen Zhongheng's face faded.

He glanced at Shen Heng with a cryptic look, gave a silent snort, and then turned and went inside.

Shen Heng stood in front of the door, the veins bulging on his right hand as he gripped the knife.

  

A moment later, he turned and walked into the street.

……

Lu Qingshuang led Zhou Yan through the front yard, then around two corridors, and finally into a secluded little courtyard.

Zhou Yan followed behind Lu Qingshuang, his gaze inadvertently falling on the graceful figure in front of him, lost in thought.

To be honest, Lu Qingshuang was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen since he came into this world, without a doubt.

She is aloof, dashing, and highly talented.

Apart from her slightly small breasts, she has no flaws whatsoever; she perfectly fits his aesthetic preferences.

Just as Zhou Yan was getting a little carried away with his thoughts, the figure in front of him stopped walking.

Without realizing it, he ran headfirst into it.

Zhou Yan hurriedly took a step back and cupped his hands in greeting:

"My lord, I didn't mean it. I was thinking about something and didn't notice for a moment..."

"Let's get down to business."

Her voice remained cold and aloof. Lu Qing Shuang turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Yes, I did this morning..."

Zhou Yan recounted encountering a refugee with a fishy, ​​sweet smell on his way to Qingmang Village. He and Mo Qingyan went to investigate, but just as they were getting to the point where Mo Yunfeng guessed that someone might be practicing the Longevity Pill, they realized that...

"Wait, you mean Mo Yunfeng? The Medical Sage of Medicine King Valley, Mo Yunfeng?"

Lu Qingshuang interrupted his narration, revealing a rare look of surprise.

"Huh? A doctor? I guess so. He said he's quite good at alchemy."

Zhou Yan was also surprised. Did this world already have such a modern word as "doctor"?

He then realized that the other person was referring to a medical sage, not a doctor.

The Sage of Medicine!

Zhou Yan nodded, recalling Mo Yunfeng's purple entry "Master of Medicine".

"That's it. Shouldn't he be in the prefectural city? I heard that Commander Wu visited him before."

Lu Qingshuang pondered for a moment, then said to Zhou Yan:

"What else did he say?"

Zhou Yan's lips twitched, and he continued:

"Senior Mo said to instruct the Black-Clad Guards to pay attention to water and food supplies, as it is very likely that many people have already been infected with the blood poison."

Lu Qingshuang nodded upon hearing this, but said nothing more, though her gaze drifted elsewhere.

The air seemed to suddenly become quiet.

Seemingly remembering something, Zhou Yan suddenly spoke:

"My lord, when I returned, the refugee who was poisoned by blood was gone. I searched all over but couldn't find him."

"Missing?"

Lu Qing Shuang looked at him again, her eyes slightly cold.

"It should be."

Zhou Yan replied.

Silence fell again. After a moment, Lu Qingshuang suddenly looked at Zhou Yan, a strange light flashing in her clear black and white eyes, and said:

"You've done a great job again. What do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and said:

"These are all despicable people..."

He abruptly stopped talking, remembering a similar scene from the last time when he was just being modest, but the other person took it seriously.

But before he could reorganize his thoughts and start speaking again...

"Very good, you are quite good, then..." Lu Qingshuang said after a moment's thought, without waiting for him to speak again.

"Then I'll give you a chance to officially join the Black-Clad Guards."

"Huh? This..."

Zhou Yan looked conflicted.

"What, you don't want to?"

Lu Qingshuang's eyes turned cold as she looked at his hesitant expression.

"No...no, I absolutely did not mean that. I was just too excited and couldn't find the words to express my feelings."

He felt like crying but couldn't, but Zhou Yan quickly put on an extremely excited expression.

Although he knew in his heart that joining the Black-Clad Guard was an opportunity, an opportunity that most people could only dream of.

But equally dangerous, he really didn't want to get involved in this mess.

However, he was hesitant to refuse, frankly, because he was afraid of dying.

After all, he was still a suspect. What if he refused and the other party took him down?

Moreover, Shen Heng's attitude towards him was also very strange. Without Lu Qingshuang's connection, if the other party wanted to make a move against him, he would be no match for him with his current strength.

With his mind racing, Zhou Yan thought of many things in that instant, and finally decided to agree.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Lu Qingshuang was actually a little undecided.

After the Chen Lie incident, she hadn't had time to assign this kid any tasks, but he ended up giving her another pleasant surprise.

Mo Yunfeng, the Sage of Medicine, is no ordinary person; he is a Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking and an Elder of Medicine King Valley.

With such a master of alchemy around, the matter of human alchemy can be made much easier.

So she decided to give this "lucky" boy a chance, a chance to turn his life around.

But the other party seems to be somewhat resistant?

Hmph, ungrateful wretch!

"Our recent investigation has revealed some issues with a gang called the Blackwater Gang in the slums. Since you live in the slums, I need you to investigate them thoroughly. Do you understand?"

Lu Qingshuang said in a serious tone.

Blackwater Gang? Something's wrong?

Exactly!

I was already looking for an opportunity to meet Scarface, and this is even better.

"Yes, I understand."

His ability to climb upwards along the right path was, of course, an experience he inherited from his previous life.

Nodding slightly, Lu Qingshuang handed her a waist token, saying:

"It was my oversight last time. Take this token for now. This time, with this token, see who dares to stop you..."

Her tone was unusually cold, clearly indicating that she was still upset about what had just happened.

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

That's really impressive!

Zhou Yan wisely handed the jade pendant back to the other party and took the waist token.

The waist tag was made of some kind of metal, and it felt cold to the touch. One side had a knife pattern, while the other side only had a simple character "百" (hundred), which probably represented the meaning of a centurion of the Xuanyi Guard.

"Remember, all you need to do is investigate. If there's any danger, come find me directly."

Before leaving, Lu Qingshuang added one more sentence.

"Understood."

Zhou Yan nodded solemnly in agreement, then clasped his hands in a salute and turned to leave.

……

Qingzhou City, Shun'an Pawn Shop.

A burly man with a long sword at his waist followed his attendant into a small reception room.

The reception room was small, even tiny, and dimly lit, containing only a table and two chairs.

Sitting on a chair near the door, his expression was uncertain, as if he were waiting for something.

After a while.

"Click!"

A sound like a mechanism clicking away came from the table, and a figure appeared on the chair opposite the table without anyone noticing.

The figure wore a demon mask on its face, and its form was obscured by the shadows.

The burly man wasn't surprised to see the figure appear ahead; instead, his face contorted with anger, he preemptively spoke:

"Is this how you, the Underworld Tower, conduct business? You take your money and don't do your job?"

"Please calm down, sir. This was indeed a mistake on our part at the Crossing the Underworld Pavilion."

"After all, there aren't many kids in a small place like this, and the previous one was already considered a safe bet."

A deep, hoarse voice came from under the mask, devoid of any emotion.

"Hmph, 'safe'? Where are they?"

The burly man suppressed his anger and said.

"Missing."

The atmosphere in the reception room suddenly turned cold.

"Logically speaking, based on the information you provided, we should have sent a kid who was only at the early stage of the second training level."

"Even if they accidentally escaped, they should have come back to report, but now they've disappeared."

The masked man paused for a moment, then spoke again.

"So either the kid didn't go, or he went but didn't come back."

The burly man replied decisively:

"Impossible, the opponent must be a first-level practitioner."

The masked man nodded and said:

"That's good. Don't worry, guest. We'll have news by tomorrow at the latest. Just wait patiently. You can rest assured about the reputation of Duming Tower."

The burly man snorted coldly, got up without a word, and stormed out the door.

boom!

The door closed tightly, and the reception room fell into a deathly silence once again.

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