The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Wu You took the small bottle out of his trench coat pocket. The transparent glass bottle reflected a gentle, pale green luster under the light, making the green liquid inside appear even more clear and transparent.

He glanced at the pale green liquid in the small bottle, but did not take it directly.

This small bottle contains the juice extracted from two Shapeshifting Herbs. Drinking it allows you to transform into whatever you want to become, and one Shapeshifting Herb can maintain that transformation for half an hour.

In other words, this small bottle of liquid can only maintain the illusion for a total of one hour.

After thinking for a moment, Wu You walked towards the reception room on the second floor of the Investigation Bureau building.

He left the suitcase he brought in the reception room; he needed to retrieve its contents before going home.

Upon arriving at the reception room, Wu You went straight to the corner where he had kept his suitcase.

But when Wu You reached that corner, he frowned.

The lid of the box had been opened at some point: it was flipped up, revealing neatly stacked supplies inside.

"Did someone move the box?"

He gave him a dangerous look.

"Hmm? That's not right, but it seems like nothing's missing..."

The next moment, he seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.

In the reception room, a black, furry thing was curled up on the sofa.

Its tail was wrapped around its body, its front paws were stacked together, its chin rested on its paws, and its golden eyes were half-closed.

Wu You's lips twitched, and the dangerous look in his eyes disappeared.

He asked speechlessly, "What are you doing here?"

Why can't I be here?

A mature female voice came from the small black creature curled up on the sofa.

The little black cat with golden eyes raised its head from its paws, its golden vertical pupils shining in the soft light of the reception room, like two polished pieces of amber.

Wu You looked at the golden-eyed black kitten in front of him, then at the box with its lid open, and understood what was going on.

The other person came with him, and was even in the box.

Moreover, even if the other party is in a very bad state, He is still a god, or rather, a former god.

It doesn't seem like it would be too difficult to deceive his senses.

However, can the Lords release Him with peace of mind?

If it were at the Jiuli base in Yunshang Province, at least there would be an avatar of the Fifth Li Lord watching over Him.

But now that He has followed Him to the Lan River, is the gaze of the Lord of Li still watching Him?

The golden-eyed kitten also saw through Wu You's thoughts, and its golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly: "You don't need to worry, Youlan knows everything."

The Fifth Lord Li knew that He had escaped and that He had followed Wu You to the Lan River, but he did not stop Him.

This means that it is permitted.

Before Wu You could think it through, He continued, "I just came out for a stroll and to see your world. There's no need to make such a fuss."

"Moreover, since I have chosen to cooperate with you, I will naturally not act recklessly and cut off my own escape route."

"After all, this is not in my fundamental interests."

"in addition--"

The mature female voice paused, her gaze falling on Wu You's trench coat pocket: "Is that the juice of the Shapeshifting Grass in your pocket?"

Wu You was stunned, wondering why the other person was talking about this.

But he nodded nonetheless.

"For your own use?"

Wu You nodded again.

"Then you may be disappointed." His voice was very calm.

Upon hearing this, Wu You frowned slightly, and the sword mark between his brows glowed faintly: "What do you mean?"

"Divinity has been born within you."

"And divinity is supreme and true."

"Most of the effects, including illusions, concealment, control, and confusion, will have no effect on you."

"Including what you use yourself."

Wu You: "?"

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Without hesitation, Wu You reached into his pocket, took out the small bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank half of it.

The green liquid slid down his throat, carrying that faint, familiar scent of herbs and trees.

Then he closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes inside his body.

One second. Two seconds.

One minute. Two minutes.

no change.

There was not the slightest change whatsoever.

Unconvinced, Wu You walked into the restroom next to the reception room.

He stood in front of the mirror on the sink, looking at himself in the mirror—silver eyes, sword mark, white hair, flawless, exuding an inhuman aura.

Then he tried even harder to imagine what he was like before, to imagine those details, to imagine that version of himself.

One minute. Two minutes.

Nothing has changed.

At that moment, the little black cat with golden eyes also walked in.

His movements were very light, and his claws made almost no sound as they trod on the white tiles.

He looked up at Wu You, who was standing in front of the mirror, his golden vertical pupils showing no surprise.

"Don't bother trying, that thing is completely useless to you."

"If you want to change your appearance, you'll have to wait until you reach the thirteenth level."

Wu You drank the other half of the bottle of Illusion Grass Elixir. As he continued to try to visualize his former self, he asked, "Thirteenth rank?"

"right."

"By then, your physical body would have little effect on you."

"You can become whatever you want."

When He said this, He spoke very casually, as if He were talking about something very ordinary.

But Wu You gleaned a lot from that sentence.

At the thirteenth level, his physical body no longer had much of an impact on him?

What does this mean?

Could it be that his life form will undergo some kind of change at the thirteenth level?

Or will one gain some kind of ability at the thirteenth level?

He looked into His golden eyes, and the starlight that shimmered in His silver pupils paused slightly, signaling Him to continue.

Seeing this, the golden-eyed black cat flicked its fluffy tail, turned around with its cat-like steps, and walked out of the bathroom.

Seeing the other party's expression, Wu You knew that He didn't want to reveal any more.

He shook his head: Never mind, let's go back and ask the Fifth Lord Li.

Wu You snapped out of his thoughts: Now, there was an even bigger problem waiting for him to solve.

If the Illusion Grass is useless, how can he face Mr. and Mrs. Wu and Wu Jing?

Are we really going to meet them looking like this?

His gaze returned to the mirror, landing on that flawless face that exuded an inhuman aura.

Should we give up?

The messages filled with deep longing floated into his mind, and Wu You's heart beat even faster.

Now, he doesn't know how to appear in front of them anymore.

Do I really have to wait until I reach the thirteenth level?

Wu You fell into deep thought.

A moment later, he sent a message to "LH-1120" using his watch.

. . . . .

While Wu You was pondering this, in a place where there was no sky, no ground, only endless thick fog.

A palace floats in the air.

The main body of the palace is built of a black stone that does not reflect any light. The surface is without any carvings or patterns, only a pure black color without any impurities.

The palace was empty inside, with smooth black stone slabs on the floor, black walls, and a black dome.

At the far end of this pure black palace, there lies a tall, imposing chair.

A figure wearing a black cloak sat on top, whose face was obscured.

Then, it seemed to sense something.

The blurry face under the hood lifted slightly, revealing a pale, bloodless chin.

The next moment, a thin-faced human figure appeared in the palace.

The figure was dressed simply, in a gray-white cardigan, dark trousers, and cloth shoes, looking like a middle-aged or elderly person doing morning exercises in a park.

But its eyes are wrong.

Those eyes contained layers of golden rings that slowly rotated, like countless nested gears, each spinning at a different speed.

The black cloak on the tall chair sensed the presence of that being, and its figure vanished from the chair instantly.

Then it appeared in front of the humanoid figure.

It bent down, knelt on both knees, touched its forehead to the ground, spread its hands on both sides of its body, and prostrated itself on the ground in a posture of utmost piety.

"My lord."

The slender figure nodded and uttered a completely neutral voice: "How is the plan progressing?"

"With your guidance, the plan is going very smoothly."

The voice of the man in the black cloak came from the ground.

Then, the slender figure looked down at it with eyes filled with layers of golden rings.

"And what about that human's exact whereabouts?"

Upon hearing this, the black-cloaked figure kneeling on the ground paused, its voice softening slightly: "My lord, regarding the Investigation Bureau, we truly cannot..."

The thin-faced figure's expression remained unchanged, but the next moment, he suddenly vanished.

The man in the black cloak remained kneeling, his forehead touching the ground, his hands outstretched.

After a long while, confirming that the aura had completely departed, it slowly spoke, its voice filled with utmost devotion: "Praise be to you, my lord."

Then it stood up and reappeared on the tall chair at the end of the palace.

The hem of the black cloak draped over the chair, its body leaning back against the chair, its hands resting on the armrests, and the blurry face beneath the hood lowered its head once more.